What shepherds us from sadness, through madness, to gladness – makes thoughts worthwhile, worth anyone’s time?
Sober thought, which requires being sober. I am extremely qualified.
Extraordinary clarity moments arrive, before slipping back to normal settings, thunderbolts don’t come from cloudless skies – they descend from storm clouds, those violent winds, inky darkness.
We are ticking.
Some, like time-bombs, waiting to explode or implode.
Most of us, akin to ticking clocks, winding down, slowing down, ticking away – waiting for quitting time.
If we run low on gas, we fill up. If we run short on sugar, we knock on someone’s door to borrow. If we run short on painkillers, we get more. Or, remove what causes these pains.
Whatever hurts, what we ache for – like seeing reruns of a bad movie – can be fixed, but only if we are the fixers.
Some recent actions – several decisions poised for action. Some might see these as steps to offend some, disconnect with some and refuse some more. I see the reverse – getting clear on who to embrace, who to reconnect with, who to provide for and who to let into my life …
Beginning and endings everywhere – some show up on our life list. Many do not, but activities and people worth their weight in preciousness – those hit home, feel so clear, timely and worthwhile.
More significant than making list of things I’ve done, making lists of things I want to do – and then ticking away …
Everything is broken, a little. Everyone, broken a little. Every relationship, a little broken.
We cannot change anyone but ourselves.
Get up. Go. Do it now …
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 13C/56F, strong west breeze continues to deliver heavy smoke-haze (looks like fog under streetlights), Gusta seemed to sense it was early and I had more time so she took hers – as we had a long meander …
Enjoyed this one Mark! Have a great day, JC, Calgary, AB
Daughters - I related to this muse Mark. Not a happy Tuesday start. That thought is with us ALWAYS, JJ, Calgary, AB
Hi Mark: I can absolutely, positively relate to your situation with your other daughter. Count your blessings for Carla and the relationship you have with her family. My situation relates to our son … an only child … who’s chosen to consider us “dead to him” for more than 4+ years. I too, know he’s alive, working, and, I assume, well, BR, Calgary, AB