HALF MEASURES
… cannot bring whole results
Monday June 16, 2014
This week …
Every week.
We must always be in search of new beginnings.
Because things can be over, so swiftly due to every manner of mistake or neglect – no fault sometimes, like a car accident everyone saw coming but nobody could avoid, it just happened.
Events end. Relationships, phases of our lives come. And then they go. People live, for a little while, in our gaze like morning haze – beautiful yet elusive. Our senses show us magic of some kind we can’t hold in our hand, cannot grasp it, cannot put it in a creel to show of the day’s catch.
That which slips away when we weren’t looking or giving it our full attention was never ours to begin with – or it would not have slipped away. Still, in moments or reconnection, the mind does cartwheels of short-lived delight. Bittersweet-nesses spread between building blocks of life, like tart mustard connecting bricks of sweetness.
Like no other time of day, morning offers magic.
Fresh.
Slate wiped clean.
All things past, are.
All things future, can.
Begin …
Mark Kolke
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column written/ published from Calgary
morning walk: 9C/47F, raining lightly after the over-night rain, Gusta wanted more – but I wanted to go to the gym, so I won. More, later. In the rain or not in the rain – just later.
