Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

j.g. lewis

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a daily breath...

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 . . .

all my flaws

Who can you blame?
Are the feelings unjust when a decision is a matter of knowing you must find fault or favour with the ill winds of change?
It is never enough to simply rearrange plans or predicaments. It is like making a prediction of all my flaws with my faith as fractured or fragile as it is, or has been.
Far easier to see what I haven’t been doing.

03/24/2023                                                                                                         j.g.l.

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.

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 May 24, 2021 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

With summer now breaking (finally), our thoughts are given the space to roam.
   The May long weekend often feels like our first taste of the seasons, and summer is, as it has always been, about adventure.
   Family camping trips, weekends at the cabin, long-distance road travel to faraway places; the memories and examples fill my mind, and summer allows them.
   It is easier to dream, to believe, in summer.
   I look forward to further adventures.
   We are now in lockdown (still), but that shouldn’t stop me from climbing on my bike, or setting off in a new direction on my morning walk.
What’s holding you back from taking an adventure?
   Do you need a destination? Or is the attempt to find something enough to fulfill this inner need?
   We all need an adventure. It’s probably easier than we think.
   Don’t plan; just go.
   Pack a lunch. If you eat your sandwich under a tree along the way (perhaps in that park you have passed by before), it becomes a picnic. Give yourself time.  Take a book, or your camera or sketchbook. Record the event.
   Couldn’t we all use more picnics?
   Summer is about possibility.
   Life isn’t always a picnic, but perhaps an excuse to have one.

05/24/2021                                        j.g.l.

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