Holy crap! Time, or at least the last six weeks, hasn’t exactly passed by slowly. If anything, the last six weeks have buzzed past me like a hummingbird buzzes around the feeder I have in my backyard —she’s there, I see her, but then as soon as I try to acknowledge her, she flies away. Gone. Like the last six weeks. Gone. And here I am … still wrestling with the decision-making beast that won’t leave my side.
The good news is, I’ve had some amazing opportunities lately that have required every ounce of time within those aforementioned six weeks … but the bad news … well, I suppose the bad news is I still feel like I’ve lost the time. Like I should be somewhere else. Like this path I’ve chosen to go down should be unveiling itself a bit faster. I know. I talk in riddles. Yes, so I’ve been told.
“If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.” ― Henry David Thoreau
But I am reminded that nothing great comes quickly. OK. Wait. Winning the lottery would be relatively quick, and that wouldn’t be so bad.
And that’s all I have for you today—but I promise, my wit and sarcasm shall return soon … and when it does I’ll be back posting with fervor. Wink, wink! Oh, and as for hummingbirds and time … legend has it that they can suspend time. Because they hover. How nice to be content enough to want to remain in one place without lamenting on the past nor fretting about the future.
Today’s post inspired by The Daily One-word Prompt: “Slowly.“
What if humans came with taglines? Sort of like a warning label … or a caveat for “what to expect” …
Mine would be: “Never expose to bright light and never feed after midnight.” No? Right. That one’s already taken by the furry little Mogwai creatures … besides, everyone gets a little wicked when they eat late. OK. Then how about this: Continue reading
“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see” ~ Henry David Thoreau
Have you ever driven through the Pacific Northwest or the Redwoods? Or taken an airplane over the Ozarks, the Cascades, the Appalachian or Blue Ridge Mountains? If so, then undoubtedly you’ve seen some hearty landscape – forest lands as far as your eyes could see; peaks and valleys dotted with “leftover” trees or newly planted saplings. It can be mesmerizing. And, although it’s the same scenery for everyone’s eyes, it can come across entirely different. Continue reading
YOU, are in the middle of a downward dog – or any pose/transition that requires you hinge from the hips and bow forward – your eye gaze follows the tips of your fingers, you start to bend and inadvertently land your focus on the lady in front of you – the one wearing the pink leggings. The one you saw on the way into class and secretly admired how gutsy she was for wearing something other than black but also wondered how well those pastel pants would hold up in the hot studio. Surly, they would not only show sweat in all the places you’d prefer not to show sweat, but worse, how could they not be see thru? Continue reading
Mufasa: Everything you see exists together in a delicate balance. As king, you need to understand that balance and respect all the creatures, from the crawling ant to the leaping antelope.
Simba: But, Dad, don’t we eat the antelope? Continue reading
I read my horoscope today. I don’t usually read my horoscope but I’m traveling today and when I travel I have a tendency to read just about anything to help my mind forget it’s some 30,000 plus miles in the air. Major sidebar here – but why the hell does the lady in front of me think it’s OK to clip and file her nails whilst flying the friendly skies? I don’t know who she is, but the thought of her ever growing pile of debris is quickly turning these particular skies into a very unfriendly place. Anyway, as it turns out, my celestial outlook for the next month is pretty average – probably a simple rewording of last month’s prediction, but the very last sentence in unlike anything I’ve read in a horoscope before:
Dawn does not come twice to awaken any of us.