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 . . .

viewpoint


Vision obscured by common occurrence,

perhaps appearing disparate today, yet 

always hope for an alternate perspective.

    Hardly a coincidence, isolation may 

principally compound its influence or 

allow you to seek a different viewpoint.

Take notice, observation provides clarity.


05/21/2024                                                                                      j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

There.

 

Sit, quietly and comfortably, where you are.

 

Acknowledge the gradient nature of progress as it happens with the shades of past days inflecting a presence we don’t often respect.

 

Take your time.

 

Feel. Where you are.

 

At the intersection of faith and contentment you will gradually find your way.

 

Think about it.

 

Set your intentions.

 

Now rise, slowly and purposefully.

 

Look up, not only with your eyes but with your neck engaged in mindful movement.

 

Release the stiffness in your bones, allow energy to radiate from the spaces between.

 

Let the weight on your shoulders dissipate as you allow the arms to simply hang as if they are not even there.

 

Inhale. Exhale.

 

Each breath is as important as the next.

 

Breathe.

 

Exercise thankfulness, first and foremost to your self and the effort you have just expended.

 

Hold that thought.

 

You have already begun to experience the day.

 

Gratitude will follow with your next steps.

 

Share that feeling.

 

Enjoy this day.

 

 

 

05/20/2024                                                                        j.g.l.

cloud songs

      As it is and will be 
for the foreseeable future, there is 
only what remains behind the disguise.
   As natural as it has been, as
   astonishing as it occasionally seems, 
   we can only hope it will get better.
     Why is it we allow optimism 
     to dislimn all that is?
          Hope casts a lengthy shadow.
 

05/17/2024                                                                                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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come inside

Posted on January 13, 2023 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

   Please leave behind all
that has arrived, as we slept, our
minds impervious to the overnight
intrusion on a landscape we have
come to accept.
We have conceded, even enjoyed,
light rain to now. Shielded by
umbrellas (if available), we have
gone many days without sunshine,
yet this winter’s warmth has
allowed no accumulation of
precipitation.
Until this morning.
Now the slush, sidewalk salt and
simple inconveniences will
follow us everywhere. Leave it
outside, where it belongs.
As you enter, stomp off your boots
in that long-familiar dance favoured
by rosy-cheeked children and elders
not as nimble but more experienced
with a lifetime of harsh winters.
Remove your boots or
those sopping sneakers and socks
and come inside. By all means
you are welcome, but leave the snow
where it belongs and let our troubles
accumulate out of doors.
Surely there will be more.

01/13/2023                                                                                     j.g.l.

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