Day turns into night. Then the sun rises again, and the world turns and turns through seasons and time. The days turn into a year and counting.
We find ourselves in a very different world from the one we were experiencing a year ago. Who could have imagined a year ago that the most common rear-view mirror hanger in cars would be a mask?
This heat is familiar though, and so from my archives, I share some cooling techniques from an article posted on May 23, 2019.
What are the best memories made of? Is it campfires and s’mores? What about that fishing trip or family vacation to the beach. Topping root beer with vanilla ice cream and watching the foam rise. Sitting quietly within nature’s gallery for a spell? Screaming and laughing down a steep ride at an amusement park. Grandma’s blackberry pie – and fried chicken. Waking up to the smell of fresh-brewed coffee and sizzling bacon…
What do all of these things have in common?
None of these things include checking off our to-do list, or increasing our income and refining our career. There are no business suits or board meetings. No deadlines or status checks.
I think what all these things have in common is: a joyful leisure. It is all of our senses being in the present moment. It’s the fragrances, laughter, connections, and tastes. It’s watching in quietness – or being surrounded by familiar voices and faces. It’s in the keeping of our traditions and special moments shared. It’s hugs.
Echinacea, or Purple Coneflower, is a genus of herbaceous flowering plants in the daisy family.
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Tautogram
I saw this form of poetry on Borden’s Blatherand thought I would try it. “Tauto” means “the same” and “gramma” means “letter”. In other words, all words in the poem begin with the same letter…
We don’t always smile because the conditions are perfect. We don’t have to frown because it rains … after all, it rains sulphuric acid above Venus. We don’t always find the perfect soil to grow and bloom in. But where are your feet planted? Bloom there.
Sometimes we find beauty in the most unlikely places. I was waiting for a patient at a cancer treatment center when these blooms caught my eye.
It’s a place people go to when they’ve received bad news and where they get the treatments that can save their life. Sometimes they have hope and sometimes they don’t.
My 75-year-old gentleman patient had a bandage around his head, but he had a kind word for the people he met and a smile on his face – a reminder that we may not always like the ground were standing on, but we can bloom right where we’re at, even in the most unlikely spaces.
“What is mind? It doesn’t matter. What is matter? Never mind.” -Anonymous
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A fun play on words perhaps, but how powerful is our mind and how much does it matter? What effect do our intentions and beliefs have on our daily life? And, how about health, wellbeing, and relationships?
Consciousness drifts in and out – rising and falling like a candle’s flame. My dream this morning was a flickering awareness of a story from long ago, slowly filling my mind and then receding again into blackness. For whatever reason – for me or for someone reading this – its message was reawakened and spoken again for this moment in time.
A schoolmate (who I will name Roxy) had gone on vacation with a friend of hers. On the way back, her friend was wearing a seatbelt but Roxy was not. They were in an accident, and Roxy’s body was thrown on top of her friend – tragically killing both of them.
The thing is… it’s not odd or strange to be young, foot-loose and fancy-free. We have probably all been there, regardless of age. It’s no one’s fault. It’s one of those situations that you can only look at afterwards (as an outsider to the event) and wish with all your heart that one small change could have re-written this whole story.
But, who is to say that this would have prevented – what would it be called … fate? We remember with troubled hearts – but perhaps that day, their journey really just began in a different kind of way, for reasons beyond comprehension.
I don’t think we’re meant to understand everything.
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I went on a trip last year with some friends from my swimming group, and the driver was very adamant about the fact that our vehicle was not moving until we were all buckled in. I so appreciated her caution with our safety – and I wished that these two beautiful souls from so long ago – were still here with us today …
Who can make that call and say, “No, this was the wrong time … this was the wrong way. Tomorrow and in this way would be best …?”
There really is no “best” to some things.
Seatbelts are not just for one person’s safety. They also protect anyone else in the vehicle.
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We can’t prevent all things for all people but please, if not for yourself, buckle up for others!
This belt I wear each day, is for Roxy and her friend. We miss you 🕊