Lately, all I wish for is peace and quiet. I have been watching too many shows that focus on politics and the state of the union if you will. I am just exhausted. I needed to get back into a zen place and focus on writing again and painting.
The painting above is imagined but suits me fine for the time being. I also started sketching and drawing portraits from old photographs. It has been therapeutic.
There is nothing more calming than painting and writing. I recommend it highly. I would like to hear about other remedies for reducing stress. Please send me your thoughts.
One less card this year
not late or belated
It seems that greeting for special holidays, birthdays, even Mother’s Day posted on social media should suffice these days. No phone calls either sometimes. A quick text with a cute emoji or some ridiculous Gif will substitute a sentiment.
Oh well, I suppose it is what it is. Luckily I have kept all the very special greeting cards, some hand made, in a box. It will probably end up being a time capsule someday. Just saying! Hallmark must be going broke. What do you think?
drawing by Melba Christie
Mosquito at my ear
does it think
Issa was a beloved poet. Compared to Robert Burns, he writes poems crickets, flies and other creatures. He was born in 1763 in a small mountain village in central Japan.
Climb Mount Fuji,
but slowly, slowly.
What a strange thing!
to be alive
beneath cherry blossoms.
“If you have build castles in the air,
your work need not be lost;
That is where they should be.
Now put the foundations under them.”
– Henry D. Thoreau
“”If it can be verified, we don’t need faith….
Faith is for that which lies on the other side of reason.
Faith is what makes life bearable, with all its tragedies
and ambiguities and sudden, startling joys.”
“The soul itself, the soul of each one of us, is to
each one of us a mystery. It hides in the dark and broods,
and consciousness cannot tell us of its workings.”
“We all want to make the most of our lives….to become
the highest expressions of ourselves. It begins with
our own awakening. There’s no better way to find that aha!
“Wonder and knowledge are both to be cherished. Shall we appreciate any less the beauty of nature because its harmony is unplanned? And shall the potential of mind stop to inspire our awe and fear because several billion neurons live in our skulls?”
– Stephen Jay Gould
I have often asked myself if knowledge should be cherished a bit more than wonder. Knowledge of nature and how we can keep the planet is very important. But doesn’t wonder entice and leads us to more knowledge?
What do you think?
*I often sit watching the clouds change into different shapes. I wrote this poem this morning after a few minutes of meditation.
I looked up at the sky this morning
mindful of its enormity
yet so serene
Breathed in and out
Then a white-grayish cloud framed in lavender
morphed into a question mark
it spread across the sky
and asked me,
“When is it that all of you will learn to love each other?”
The cloud stretched
until it became an endless line,
Now we need to fill in the blank.
The test of a good teacher is not how many questions he can ask his pupils that they will answer readily, but how many questions he inspires them to ask him which he finds it hard to answer.
-Alice Wellington Rollins
Thanks to all teachers who inspired me to think and question. As an educator I tried to help students know the importance of asking questions. No question was ever diminished to be silly or dumb.
It is more important now than ever that youngsters know how to read and question. Skills like differentiating between fact and opinion are pivotal to gaining knowledge. Proposing the right question can lead to good research and to the development of ideas and concepts.
If you had a teacher who made you think and helped you be an active learner then please send her a note of thanks. They were the teachers who set you up for life.
What Will I Flaunt Today?
I think I’ll flaunt my old 1929 Royal standard typewriter
I wanted to type this post on my beautiful black upright
but then, I would have to scan the page
and upload it on to my computer
and post it as media or picture to insert.
But then you may not be able to read the post.
Because sometimes the type is a little light.
However, I cannot describe the joy I feel
when I plunk down my fingers
on the keys
that make that unique snapping sound.
and the bell rings when the carriage returns
to let me know
There is something to flaunt about .
Daily Word Prompt: Flaunt