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BUSINESS OF LIFE
Friday July 31, 2015
Life is no midsummer dream at all, but rather negotiating rut riddled hills to climb in slippery muck, with bald tires, on narrow wheeled antique cars on a rainy day.
Reading more, writing better, it would seem a logical progression from stubby sentences stumbling over past imperfections toward prettier-faced prose projecting desired dreams upon future landscapes …
Remember summer fun when we were kids?
How often did those laying on the grass summer afternoon ruminations while puffy clouds passed overhead give rise to dreams? Themes? Expectations life was easy, life would be fair, life would be fine?
Poof …
Days don’t have a point of view – but every one of them makes a point of something, points toward something or away from something – like pendulum never at rest, until we rest our last.
Never does a day get worse.
Never does a day get better.
Life’s fluffy clouds and candy floss summer days are punctuations in our life sentence; we are put here, brought here, born here to live – whether or not we might want that because life, despite all our differences, seems universal in that. We all want to live. We all want to thrive – not just DNA imprinted survival, but genuine desire because this world keeps becoming a better place though we keep trying to change it to be better still. For many, a life’s work indeed, if only making a tiny step forward.
Life is neither fair or fowl – it’s rich mixture of both, some of which we can control or influence, over much of which we don’t have a prayer.
For those who do, answers are rare …
Mark Kolke
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 14C/57F, sunny and hot predicted – with a few fluffy clouds – Gusta moving slow and it was me moving fast for a change, my foot feeling pretty good (hoping to walk rather than ride on the golf course this weekend) – nothing unusual to see, breeze-chilled morning air in our lungs feels so close to the ‘feel of autumn’ I realize these summer days must be savoured because they are waning …
Reader feedback:
BE THREE WITH ME
The only absolute is the relative, No matter the good or the bad. Do my duty in my life, and always trying my best do it well. For the parts, the bad parts, out of my control or beyond of my ability, still feel sad, disappointed, bothered ... but try to not be tortured, hurt, pulled down by them... I tried, not just by thinking, also by acting. Is it enough for me to be easy with any consequences of my sincere and hard tries? I am a "ESL" - English as a Second Language, which muted me most times; but still feel some, or a lot inside, some times ... Aging makes me have to try being clear and simple. Mark, you are a "BIG" man, Already. Nothing can shift the calmness and stillness of your joy. Me? Still struggling, balancing and enjoying (trying), All the best, JH, Calgary, AB
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