I keep working on it. I guess I always will. Focus. Attention. Noticing. Being present. The beautiful late poet Mary Oliver wrote it this way, This is the first, the wildest and the wisest thing I know: that the soul exists and is built entirely out of attentiveness. Theologian Richard Rohr suggested doing a five… Continue reading Being Present
My truth telling friend and sometimes blog editor said, "You've become obsessed with light." He was referring to my rather newly found fascination with sunrises and sunsets. He's right, although I would substitute the word stunned for obsessed. He assured me he was using obsessed in a good way. What I've become is awake, awed and… Continue reading Stunned and Astonished
Yesterday, I spent a little over an hour relaxing between a lake and a pool. It was a cooler than normal Texas Sunday afternoon, with a breeze. The puffy white clouds provided a regular respite from the sun. I had a good book and a big glass of iced tea. It is ridiculous how happy I felt in… Continue reading Sweet Summertime
Today, all of nature got the memo that spring has officially begun. At least that's how it is here in Texas. The day was awash with blue skies, a breeze, new grass the once a year lime to kelly green color, trees with baby tender leaves. I saw all these flowers with only buds. I have to wait… Continue reading On My Walk…
I'm finding comfort in reading John Irving novels. Currently, I'm reading The World According to Garp. I like Irving's writing even though I'm sure I don't understand parts of it. His work always intrigues and challenges me. In this novel, the Garp family talks to their young sons at the beach every year about the under tow. They describe what… Continue reading The Under Toad
