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 . . .

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Everything within your grasp,

         and that so far removed, 

   is as consequential 

   as it feels.



     between the space 

within the enormity of it all.


   There, right there, 

                   is liberation.


Freedom awaits 

those that recognize 

personal growth, and them 

         who continue to look.


07/19/2024                                                                                                  j.g.l.


Did you realize, or

do you? Now, was there 

   more or less gravity to the

                    situation at hand? 


All present and accounted for, 

   yet still we want a little more

knowledge.      If you know

                                       you know. 


Perspective is far greater than

   a simple rationalization, or a

sudden realization. Do you care, 

                                           truth or dare.


07/18/2024                                                                           j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

Last Friday — inspired by a horoscope offered in a publication I had never read before — I went silent. The words in the free community newspaper suggested I keep opinions to myself for a single day, and I took the words of wisdom to heart. 

   Breaking my usual routine I made coffee at home, freeing myself of the need to speak even civilities to attentive coffee shop staff. I did not speak. I can’t recall if I muttered anything under my breath, but I did not offer any opinions to anyone. From what I remember, not even myself.

   I spent the day painting, reading, and thinking.

   I didn’t listen to the radio or stereo, avoided the television, pretty much shred away from social media, and in the afternoon paid particular attention to birdsong emerging after a torrential downpour.

   I simply painted, and read, and thought, and that was all that was required. I didn’t even write. 

   It was placid, serene, and especially comfortable.

   I enjoyed this slight respite; it was almost meditative, to a point (but I didn’t overthink that angle).

   Instead, I stayed in the moment, contemplating the moods and the colours of the day.

   There was a lot of thought, self-analysis and otherwise. Self-thought entirely, not another voice to suggest, scold, or alter my perspective.

   My opinions may have mattered only to me, but does it even make sense that on that day I chose not to have any, even subconsciously?

   That was good enough to me. It was good for me. I may even choose to do it again, perhaps even regularly.

   There is power in silence.


07/15/2024                                                                                                                     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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Filling The Gaps

Posted on July 12, 2023 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

The Japanese technique of kintsugi involves filling cracks and chips in broken porcelain or pottery with gold, leaving the obvious in a more useable state.
   In the process of reparation, the once-broken object is transformed and becomes, again, useful.
   The philosophy of the art itself is so applicable to the art of everyday living.
   We are all broken, in places, the scuffs and cracks in our being becoming obvious more times than others. Some cracks are deep — running straight through to our foundation —  while others are more superficial: lines on our face or breaks in the skin that need to be tended to.
   Aren’t we all, on any dimension, in need of repair?
   It is how we fill our cracks that make us whole.
   The pursuit of a passion or personally fulfilling activity, time spent with loved ones, sole (or soul) meditation, the search or study of literature or prayer, are purposeful methods of filling the gaps.
   These moments are golden.
   We can become whole again by filling the spaces in our lives, however deep. In doing so, we become stronger.
   As Leonard Cohen famously wrote: “There is a crack in everything, that is how the light gets in.”
   Cracks have a purpose (kitsugi highlights this) but we need to be aware of the breaks in our patterns; in our time; in our lives.
   The cracks remind us what needs to be tended to.
   We incorporate our wounds into our presence.
   It is the whole of our object, flaws and all, that provide the individuality of our personal beauty.

© 2023 j.g. lewis

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