Mythos & Marginalia

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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

We tire of unpredictable weather, the damp morning chill, wet socks and lost mittens. Winter keeps reminding it is not through with us.
   We have suffered long enough.
   The streets are tired and dirty and the time change only makes things darker in the morning.
   We need a brighter view.
   We need, now, the renewal that comes with spring.

03/20/2023                                                                                          j.g.l.


Progress comes less from planning than participation.
Dreams and wishes require action and attention.
Start moving.

03/19/2023                                                                                                         j.g.l.

forever wonder

If we wait too long
for the stars to align, for
some kind of hope, or
some kind of sign,
if we let our lives hang on
still-bated breath, we will
forever wonder
what is still to come
or what we have left. If we
don’t own the moments,
or make them our own,
will we ever feel like
we’ve made our way home?
If we can’t be honest
with others, and especially
our selves,
can we ever explain why
or how
we once felt?
If we wait too long, it
may never arrive.
Stop waiting,
start doing,
start feeling alive.

© 2016 j.g. lewis

I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
other times
dull or
Still I write.

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

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Mondays are just young Fridays

Posted on June 8, 2020 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

I had to get across town last week to pick up pencils. It was a gorgeous day and I was in no hurry, so I took my bike.
   With no set route, and plenty of time, I zigzagged my way past a few points of interest, enjoyed this city’s expanded bicycle lanes, and stopped for coffee at a place I’d never been to.
   You notice more on a bike.
   On a bicycle you are right there, on the street; you are physically in control of your speed and more emotionally aware of your journey. It becomes an adventure. Much like Hemingway said, it is on a bicycle that you best learn a country.
   While riding last Wednesday, I noticed a book and record store I had never seen before on a street I rarely use. Of course I went in. I found a particularly good Small Faces album in particularly good shape, and a Philip Glass recording I never realized I needed. She Said Boom had great prices, a deep selection, and well-organized bins. I also found a reason to ride back last Saturday, and I even took a different route.
   The thing is, had I taken my car (or transit) I probably would not have noticed this store. Had I not been on my bike, the direction of my day would have taken a different path.
   Who knows where I would have gone, how I would have arrived, or what I would have missed?

“It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them. Thus you remember them as they actually are, while in a motor car only a high hill impresses you, and you have no such accurate remembrance of country you have driven through as you gain by riding a bicycle.”
-Ernest Hemingway

06/08/2020                                             j.g.l.

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