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 . . .

Mondays are just young Fridays

It wasn’t about age; it is still about the music.
   I, and an almost-full arena, took in a spectacular concert last night as The Who played Toronto.
   Augmented by a full orchestra, the timeless British band gave us two hours of absolute magic; full of the sonic glory you expect from guys who have, at several points in history, proved that rock and roll is what it is.
   The Who could have spent the evening simply trotting out a career’s worth of hits, but instead opened with a string of compositions from the rock opera Tommy. Later in the night we were treated to a solid set from Quadrophenia. Both albums go well back into the ‘70s.
   Of course they played, and played well, the songs that many people know more from the CSI television series, but several of the big hits where left out (they did not play I Can See For Miles my absolute favourite song ever), but that was okay. Last night was all about the music.
   I’ve long considered The Who to be mostly about Pete Townshend, the guitarist who wrote much of the band’s catalogue. Now, at 77 years of age, Townshend is still in fine form. But so is lead singer and front man Roger Daltry, 78, singing and screaming in a manner that defies age.
   I’ve seen the band a couple of times in my lifetime, and chances are I will not have the opportunity to see them again. This may be The Who’s last tour, but then Townshend said he would quit touring in 1982.
   So there is hope, and there is still the music.

10/03/2022                                                                     j.g.l.

 

Giving Into Time

Gardens across the city are looking tired.

The flowers and foliage have for months been growing, blooming, celebrating the glorious sunshine and making our days on this big, beautiful planet ever more enjoyable.

But, come October, even the most curated gardens and manicured lawns are showing signs of wear and tear from the dipping nocturnal temperatures, lack of rain, care, or even neglect.

The cycle from spring, through summer, and now autumn, becomes more obvious each day. Daisies, Black-eyed Susan, Echinacea, once-boastful geraniums and hydrangeas are giving into time.

I can’t even find a dahlia anywhere.

Our landscape is getting darker.

The colours of flowers we count on to fill our lives will soon only be available in photographs, florist shops, or bouquets of the day at the market. We take it wherever we can, whenever we can, but we will wait patiently for next year’s gardens to bring back the everyday joy as the cycle will begin once again.

10/02/2022                                                                            j.g.l.

Truth and Reconciliation

truth
comes at a cost

honour
those who have already paid

respect
the process

healing
takes time

forgiveness
takes even longer

 

In Canada, September 30 marks the National Day for Truth and Reconciliation. This day honours the Survivors of residential schools, the children who never returned home, and their families and communities.
Orange Shirt Day is an indigenous-led grassroots commemorative day intended to raise awareness of the individual, family and community inter- generational impacts of residential schools and to promote the concept of “Every Child Matters”.

09/30/2022                                                                            j.g.l.

I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.

j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.

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A Thought

Posted on August 3, 2017 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

Thinking does not take much thought. Essentially it just happens; you don’t even have to think about it, and that can be a blessing or a curse.
   I think, a lot.
  You might even say I overthink, which can be good or bad, depending on what you are thinking about, and how far you let those thoughts flow. I maintain that I would rather overthink than not think at all.
  I tend to deal with my thoughts through writing, where I can think things through or develop a thought through essay or poetry. It works for me; I think. In fact, I would call some of this process my evolved thinking.
  Everybody has their own ways of dealing with their thoughts and feelings, and some (or many) people chose meditation as a means of expanding or living in a period of conscious thought. Meditation is a practice they chose to deal with relaxation, reducing stress, and living with life as it happens.
  Meditation takes time, and it takes thought.
  I’ve never been able to mindfully find the time to meditate, not really. Even in my yoga I believe my thought has more been trained to focus only on what I am experiencing as I push my body through postures that each involve bending, twisting and stretching into various positions. There are periods where you do not move, periods where you let your mind go, but   I tend to end up thinking about what posture is next.
  There are different forms of meditation. I did try Transcendental Meditation decades ago, but settling into any sort of practice simply took too much time, or thought, away from my everyday.
  I admire those people who can commit to a meditation practice. I wish I could, I think.
  I think, or have been thinking, more about meditation lately. I’m trying more to convince myself that a period of time each day where I sit and let thoughts flow would benefit how I think, and feel. Many times my thought goes back to simply finding the time.
  But I’m going to continue thinking deeply on the topic.
  This Saturday (August 5) The Tattooed Buddha is hosting an International Day of Meditation and will be live streaming throughout the day (thetattooedbuddha.com) and I will be tuning in.  I don’t know what to expect, except I expect many others will be tuning in (or tuning out) as well. . . I think.
08/03/2017                                      j.g.l.

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