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 not young Fridays

Where you are is not where you will always be, physically, spiritually, emotionally and fundamentally.
Even your location will change, even if you stay in the same place (few of us do). Forward is not always a destination or direction, but rather a state of being.
Where will you go today?

02/06/2023                                                                          j.g.l.

future progress

It is often history that clouds our judgment, and even prevents us from seeing the true and right path we must take going forward.

   The steps we have already made, even those unplanned, play a meaningful role in the direction we have chosen. But, they do not always have to chart the course of future progress.

   Progress, yes, it is what we must do, even unknowingly.

 

02/05/2023                                                                                  j.g.l.

 

 

Important

The coldest morning of the winter
reminds you what is truly important:
– a warm parka
– garbage mitts
– a positive attitude
– good coffee

Spring is coming.
So is the weekend.

02/03/2023                                                                                      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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Leave The Days Behind

Posted on May 31, 2022 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

Deceitful May.
Consistent in its will
to disappoint, May suffers
a perennial identity crisis.
Not quite summer,
too short-sighted to be
emboldened by a dreadful spring,
the month fails to show potential
of a wonderful journey ahead.
Summer already
too brief, May does not
extend the season in any
meaningful way. As such, we
leave the days behind and
can only hope June
will give us what we need,
want or desire.
Can I look forward
to greater warmth, brighter days,
an abundance of smiles, hugs,
and the joy I often find in June?

 

05/31/2022                                               j.g.l.

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