Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

j.g. lewis

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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 . . .

cloud songs

    Kismet, naturally or unexpectedly,
holds sway on this or any other day.
       If we choose to notice.
       If we permit ourselves to linger
a moment or three in a transitive state 
between elements of darkness and bright, 
           morning quells emotions and
   disruptive thoughts we once embraced.

03/26/2024                                                                                     j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

Dented, bruised, scuffed up and circumstantial, the imperfections are obvious.
   It goes past superficial.
   Seeking more than a cover-up, healing is necessary.
   Hope is less than present but needed, so I try to do what I need to do. Each attempt to repair the damage that is done — the day-in-day out flaws that have become ingrained in my psyche — is another step.
   It takes effort. It takes encouragement, and it takes understanding even if I can’t completely comprehend the history that led up to the marks on the façade.
   I need to do the work.
   At times trying is the best I can do when I know I want to do better.

03/25/2024                                                                                                  j.g.l.

the weather still

‘When’ is a question greater than ‘why’.
   Important it is to know ‘when’ something will happen, rather than ‘what’ or ‘where’, because ‘when’ always involves a wait (that’s ‘when’ the ‘why’ kicks in).
   Our patience is tested.
   ‘When will we get there’ or ‘when is it time’? Both questions of our youth, at least, questions of mine.
   Spring has arrived, but ‘when’ will it come? The weather still indicates winter is hardly done.
   How can we wait, or ‘why’ is it we must? You might only find the answers ‘when’ you are ready to trust.

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other times
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Mondays are just young Fridays

Posted on April 25, 2016 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

 

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    If, in the darkness, you stub a toe
or fall blindly to the floor,
it should be in the direction of
the light attempting to burst
through a crack.
                           Should you be alone,
                 do not waste time waiting
for someone to rescue you, but
rather use all your energy to
pick your self up, even if the journey
is in the direction of
                               someone you know
                                     will understand.
            They will accept you
more completely, and offer
greater respect and gratitude
knowing the difficulties
you have encountered.
             As you become sidetracked or
led off the path, remember
there is more than one way to get
to your destination.
                                    Observe carefully
detours and distractions keeping you
from what you want,
and be mindful of
all true intentions.
        Know the light continues to wait
                            and will welcome you
                                     with open heart.
When you remain stuck in a rut,
unable to move forward,
know nothing is
too deep to block your light, or
that which is there for you.
                             It may take
all your intuition as you summon the
spirit which has inspired before, but
you cannot remain
too low for too long, when
you realize the source is never far.
                   As you arrive, do not ask
why it took so long to see,
but simply
be grateful you found a way back.

© 2016 j.g. lewis
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