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BE THREE WITH ME
Thursday July 30, 2015
Joy, so easily lost as we chase ideals, cash, dreams and schemes. We fall, fall flat, fall in love or fall for that. What is that which we fall for, curiosity run amok, or self-discovery deflected? Watch or listen to any child of three – you’ll easily see, “hey that’s just like me, when I was three”. Take your moment, recall how free were we, when we were three?
Every morning news coverage imprints attitudes – for every good news story, seems we have two of gloomy ones, clouds over commodity prices, job losses – economic angst for corporation and community, for those out of work and those fearing their worst. There is a long bright outlook, if we look for it – or short-term grief if that is our chosen view. Either way, it doesn’t matter so much. Why?
Some people are three. Everyone else just wishes they were. Great example, my wonderful granddaughter – which she is. Everyone should want to be as carefree as she is. Her little brother wishes he was three. Remember, when we always wanted to be just like those kids who were just one year older? They seemed to have everything – we could have too, if we were just a year older.
Every day somebody loses their job, gets a bad diagnosis or hits an unexpected brick wall in their lives, fails, flops. Or their life ends. Every day, hurts beyond any physical pain – life is not especially cruel but it is incredibly random. You might argue that we can only be three when we are three, but we also know that in our mind, we can always be …
Mark Kolke
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 10C/50F, spotless blue sky, gentle breeze – walking late (slept late), no critter encounters but one of the human kind; fresh air in lungs is such a fantastic way to start any day.
Reader feedback:
NOURISHED AT NOON
Mark, I also enjoyed our visit over lunch yesterday and wish you well as you evolve the unique approach you are taking to matching speakers with needs, SW, Calgary, AB
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