Lil ole
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Day after day it so often seems like one day is very much like the other, doesn’t it? …Then one looks back over say 3 or 5 years and sees quite clearly how little changes have cumulated to big changes!
Ironic how we start small and wrinkled and go right back to something of that state day by day. Ashes to ashes, cue ball head to cue ball head. Diapers to diapers and the tiny grains of time/sand are relentless. Between ashes to ashes we measure a life well lived by a collection of precious memories. Some have collected more than others.
“Happiness, not in another place but this place… not for another hour, but this hour” said Walt Whitman In giving you receive
Here is a version of a prayer found written on the wall in Mother Teresa's home for children in Calcutta: If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway. What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway. If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway. The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway. Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway. In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.
What can little little me do inch by inch, figuratively rooting with grains of sand and soil, by sharing strength with drops of water, by leveraging the wind into inner strength?
It is said a community prospers when old men plant trees whose shade they know they will never sit under. Figuratively what trees have I planted?
“The purpose of life is not just to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson. In giving you receive, if nothing more for your collection of precious, positive memories. …Then one looks back over say 3 or 5 years and sees quite clearly how little changes have cumulated to significant changes!
This comment would make a great Post all on its own. Well written, true, and powerful.
I will wait- Mumford and Sons https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qypbnyg4p8 I trust the plan but not at the expense of taking personal forceful action! Who will I wait for? …loved ones, the unfortunately innocently ignorant and the true patriots weighing in and most importantly taking wise appropriate action…there is a great deal of excellent grassroot action being taken leading to winning. God helps those who help themselves!
There is a parable / joke that goes...
A man heard from meteorologist of great rains and the locals were warned to go to high ground immediately... The man said God will take care of me. I'll stay
As the water had risen to the second storey of his house a couple on a boat came by and said we have room in our boat, jump in the water. He said God will save me.
Now stranded on the roof of his house, a helicopter came and offered him a ladder to the helicopter but he said God will save me.
Having drowned the indignant man arrived at St. Peters gates... St. Peter said, three times God assisted to save you and now as you have been forgiven, God is saving you a fourth time but lose your indignation, for God helps those who help themselves.
I believe a important part of Q's message has been exactly this and the ground swell of people taking the message to heart is glorious!
“We live together, we act on, and react to, one another; but always and in all circumstances we are by ourselves. The martyrs go hand in hand into the arena; they are crucified alone. Embraced, the lovers desperately try to fuse their insulated ecstasies into a single self-transcendence; in vain. By its very nature every embodied spirit is doomed to suffer and enjoy in solitude. Sensations, feelings, insights, fancies - all these are private and, except through symbols and at second hand, incommunicable. We can pool information about experiences, but never the experiences themselves. From family to nation, every human group is a society of island universes. Most island universes are sufficiently like one another to Permit of inferential understanding or even of mutual empathy or "feeling into." Thus, remembering our own bereavements and humiliations, we can condole with others in analogous circumstances, can put ourselves (always, of course, in a slightly Pickwickian sense) in their places. But in certain cases communication between universes is incomplete or even nonexistent. The mind is its own place, and the Places inhabited by the insane and the exceptionally gifted are so different from the places where ordinary men and women live, that there is little or no common ground of memory to serve as a basis for understanding or fellow feeling. Words are uttered, but fail to enlighten. The things and events to which the symbols refer belong to mutually exclusive realms of experience.” ― Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception & Heaven and Hell
Elvis Presley Sinatra's My Way https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ixbcvKCl4Jc
It's My Life - Bon Jovi https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VyZeqzWvR7w
I was doing a job in a newer sub last summer where the roads to phase 2 werent in yet and the road simply ended. At the end of one of these roads was a big patch of horsetails. Some of these horsetails were growing right up through 5 inches of asphalt.