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Of paths

Let It Go

Let it go,

Let it out,

Let it all unravel:

Let it free

And it will be

A path on which to travel.

The Path to Your Door

The path to your door

Is the path within,

Is made by animals,

Is lined by thorns,

Is stained with wine,

Is lit by the lamp of sorrowful dreams,

Is washed with joy,

Is swept by grief,

Is blessed by the lonely traffic of art,

Is known by heart,

Is known by prayer,

Is always strange,

The path to your door.

How to Get There 

Go to the end of the path until you get to the gate.

Go through the gate and head straight out towards the horizon.

Keep going towards the horizon.

Sit down and have a rest every now and again,

But keep going, just keep with it.

Keep on going as far as you can.

That’s how you get there.

CURLY VERSE – Michael Leunig

Coffee...

COFFEE

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar ... and the coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.

 When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "Yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, " I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else - the small stuff.

"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your wife/husband/kids out to dinner. Maybe even play another 18. There's always time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter.

Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

Please share this with someone you care about.

I just did !

~author unknown~

(Background music: Java Jive, a real oldie made popular by the Ink Spots and then the Mills Bros)

Top of Form

 

Bottom of Form

Something Seen: Life

My son's hands, holding an acorn- life and life. Special indeed.

Too small and too old also...

From time's past...

Remember the tiny mobile pics one downloaded when colour screens first came out? Thought I'd share the last few I seem to still have around before moving them to another location- they're too small, really, to use for anything else!

Tattle Tale: Cauldron

A cauldron can cause great misery...if the mixture within is stirred in the wrong direction.

Shadow and Sage II http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/87437

Something Seen: Manscape

Keeping a mountain at bay! Chapman's Peak drive, Cape Town.

Shyness...

Saw this pic on Facebook and snatched it to share with you. Too cute!

No tools!

A long while back I posted about how, when the writing bug has bitten, one uses any and all tools available to record the creative spurts. Even if it means scrap paper and an iffy pen (still true- I have a host of notes!).

Recently my computer crashed (black DEAD) and I lost access to the ease of writing...and realised how much I rely on digital. Yes, I've made notes, but some of my creativity seems to have been lost...my hand on a piece of paper cannot keep up with my thoughts! A keyboard is much faster- worry about spelling and grammar later!

I now have an IT guy (never had one before!) and my baby is currently in his hands...hold thumbs and fingers crossed.

Hopefully see you all on a more regular basis soon. It's not only the writing process that suffers- it's the sense of community!

Cheers!