mom’s recipe or
make it up as you go.
Is there a better day
Take the time
Remember the leftovers.
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A thought du jour, my daily breath includes collected and conceived observations, questions of life, fortune cookie philosophies, reminders, messages of peace and simplicity, unsolicited advice, inspirations, quotes and words that got me thinking. They may get you thinking too . . .
There is nothing definite about autumn.
Fall is fickle, if not downright unpredictable, right down to when it begins.
We have ‘Meteorological” autumn: defined by splitting the year into nice simple quarters with September 1st chronologically marking the day.
Then we have “Astronomical” autumn beginning on September 22nd and marked by the autumnal equinox.
But last week, I observed “Spiritual” autumn, not as much defined by a date as a feeling.
It was unexpected actually. It was Thursday. The weather had been downright balmy as of late and the trees remain lush and leafy. The gorgeous colours so familiar to autumn have hardly arrived, so the morning chill took me by surprise, and I without a sweater.
Indeed, it felt like autumn.
Autumn comes with the end of summer and is elated closely to going back to school.
How many years of my life have been marked by September? Certainly those of my youth, when summer seemed to last a helluva lot longer than it does these days.
Enjoy your autumn; stretch it out as long as you can because winter, most certainly, will be much more definite.
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I’ve been trying to push past a few barriers, a couple of flaws, and the
unexpectedly expected crap that presents itself every day.
At times, it feels like I am standing against the stream and all the rubbish and residue from the storm keeps pushing against me. I can’t seem to do anything but hold my ground, or sink a little deeper into the mud.
It’s time for perspective.
Stillness provides an opportunity to look around, get your bearings, catch a breath, and figure out the next step.
Just because you are stuck in a rut doesn’t mean you can’t get out of it.
There is always a way forward.