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.
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
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
You can’t fully prepare yourself for what is to come.
It is unknown and uncertain and not knowing is often
where we dwell.
Uncertainty gets us thinking, keeps us curious about
who we are and what will become of the days, weeks,
and years we leave behind.
We do indeed live in the moment(s), yet those that
preceded this time will continue to influence our current
state of mind.
Past tense.
Present tense.
What was is not what is now.
The sooner you are able to grasp all that, the better able you
are to understand how you can you be ready for the future?
It need not be such a definite moment, but it will define you,
whether you will admit it or not.
What you say, what you write, what you experience or what
you remember does have a lasting impression.
© 2022 j.g. lewis
