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 . . .

Mondays are just young Fridays

Our impressions of what art is, or how we perceive any form of artistic expression, may change by the minute, with the medium, or be modified by our mood.

   What may be discounted one day could reveal itself in the next to be an abstraction of genius, or an even bigger mess.

   Judgement routinely varies with thought.

   Perspective is altered.

   Perception is not always accurate.

   Subjective thinking pays little heed to fact, form, authenticity, or taste. Feelings simply arrive (often unaccounted for) and may stick with you, become your muse, or be ignored the next day. Yet the art remains.

06/17/2024                                                                                                      j.g.l.

still we rise

We are all expanding
and evolving; spiritually,
mentally and physically.
Organically. Individually.
Naturally
we encounter barriers,
circumstance or
undue conflict,
and still we rise.
Occasionally we
cross paths with
other souls who help us
to see and believe
we are moving
in the right direction.
We are nourished
by their presence,
however temporarily.
Growth is good. Sharing
in the advancement
of the human spirit
is even better.
Grow when you can,
assist others
when it is possible.
Individually
we are strong,
together
we are powerful.

© 2018 j.g. lewis

good intentions

I am going to yoga later this morning. At least, that is my intention.

   It’s almost 6 a.m., and a mat that hasn’t seen much activity in quite a while is waiting beside my packsack. It has been years, really, since I have stepped into a class. I’ve been feeling, lately, like it is time to do what I used to do regularly.

   Almost a decade ago, yoga was a true constant in my life. It was a practice that, for all intents and purposes, consumed me physically, mentally, and spiritually.

   Today, I’m trying to get that feeling back.

   I have very few expectations.

   My balance is not what it once was, I am often stiff and struggling, and I’m feeling the need to give this body the stretching it needs. My birthday a few days ago reminded me I am not getting any younger.

   So, I’m off to yoga in a few hours and I am doing so with good intentions.

   Namaste.

06/14/2024                                                                                          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 Personal Stake

Posted on October 31, 2021 by j.g.lewis // 1 Comment

The United Nations Climate Summit officially opened this morning in Glasgow Scotland. Over the next two weeks politicians, bureaucrats and scientists will attempt to further the Paris Climate Accord forged in 2015.
   Delegates will be dealing with decades old arguments and the slow pace of action that has done nothing but contribute to a hotter, deadlier planet.
   When it comes to climate change, greenhouse gases, and how to deal effectively with what is going on, politicians have proven they can’t be relied on.
   We must demand more of our global leadership. At the same time, we must all take more responsibility as we have a personal stake in carbon emissions.
   Think about it.
   This is our home.

10/21/2021                                                j.g.l.

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As long as capitalism is accepted as a righteous way to live, as a solid foundation for “civilized society,” we will continue to gobble up earth’s resources, convert them to poisons, and spew them back out into the air. Human beings are nothing other than a cancer, ravenously devouring its host, with no predators to stop its destruction. Whoever thinks that human kind is God’s final piece of work was devilishly deceived. And as long as human kind thinks they were that final piece of creation they will continue to do what they’ve always done. It’s a despairing and desolate view, tempered only by communing with nature, where one can still find it, and sharing love and compassion with those who still recognize it, and clinging to a determination to leave only bare footprints behind.

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