Interested parties notice
the world around them
show their passion
in word and deed
they follow their curiosities
an odd use of time for those who chase curiosities in another direction. ~
Over coffee and cake,
they share lively conversation.
“The most fruitful and natural exercise for
our mind is, in my opinion, conversation.”
~ Michel de Montaigne, The Essays: A Selection
(1532 ~ 1592)
Fascinated by the ordinary
I look around and see
little things that
get walked past,
brushed away
neglected.
Ordinary is what keeps our lives
interesting and functioning.
Tea kettle whistling time for tea;
the cracks in the sidewalks,
pretty little yellow flowers on a bush
the chortling laughter of a baby,
the curiosity of a child,
Fascinated by the ordinary
I look around and see.
“You can find something truly important in an ordinary minute.”
~ Mitch Albom, For One More Day
For no particular reason
strawberry yogurt ice cream
piqued my curiosity.
Scraping the bottom of a tiny
tub of caramel ice cream,
strawberries and yogurt
floated through my mind.
(both in the fridge)
On tomorrow's 'to do' list!
After all, it is important to feed,
not just my body,
but my curious mind.
“The knowledge of all things is possible.”
~ Leonardo da Vinci
(1452~ 1519)
I needed a place to put my coins ~ change saved for
a gift down the road
I keep them all wrapped
snugly but they are too heavy
for a plastic bag!
I emptied a plastic container that had held four cranberry scones ~ they were good ~
toasted with butter and cream cheese. The heavy weight of the coins in this empty container
that had held just a treat for me struck me
with the weight of our food purchases.
Just a curiosity while keeping these coins safe.
“The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.”
~ Henry David Thoreau
Excitement is bright!
and scary!
Excitement is full of
runaway energy!
Excitement wants
spice with a firm hand.
Excitement dances with
focus,
intention and
curiosity
Excitement is bright
and proud!
“…everyone wants to be excited by something magical and wondrous
~ to be reminded of how they once saw the world…”
~ John Geddes, Canadian author
Natural feelings of
frustration or joy,
anger or excitement,
satisfaction or melancholy
and finally confusion.
Often told
how to feel,
what to feel,
when to feel
how long to feel
Only confusion reigns.
When feelings bubble up
real, natural ~
they ask for a tear or a smile
a tantrum or a quiet frown
Sorting out confusion means
a hug for joy or sadness,
let anger settle and cool
walk or laugh
know there is no set time to feel
“Because it’s not a lie if it’s how you feel.”
~ Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places
Giving in..
To the pressures of life
To the changes in each work world
To the sudden flatness of retirement
To the wild chaos of global stresses
Gratitude tells us:
We are more resilient than that
We are curious about any change
We are determined to create meaning
We are able to centre our own lives.
“Fear wants you to stay scared, Bunny.
But you don’t have to give in.
You don’t have to let it control you.”
~ Rebekah Crane, The Upside of Falling Down
Motive comes from desire
without shape or form,
no rules or guidelines,
merely belief that something
be created,
be accomplished,
be written
be hidden
or set aside until
time or energy is right.
Motive is lit from a spark
of curiosity
or comes from a secret place
that desires the light of day.
“The distance is nothing, when one has a motive.”
~ Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
Sliding into home base. I did
want more than this cliché,
a tired old phrase suggesting
summer time and baseball. It
snowed today. Snow on snow
on snow. When I started out,
it almost felt lovely and calm,
but when I turned the corner,
the icy wind blew its cold breath
in my ear. I pulled my hat over
my forehead, and hunched into
my heavy gold coat. On my way
home, my multicoloured scarf,
up around my face and the wind
in my back, I could barely see the
city street. I’m used to seeing hoar
frost on the trees, but the hoar frost
I saw on a little spindly bush looked
out of place. Never able to resist
what might be a good photo op,
I bared my hands and cell phone
camera to the icy day. It was a
perfect mating of nature and the
convenience of human kind ~
the little tree, in its dormancy,
had grown beside a dryer vent
and was coated with the hot moist
air ~ scented crystals to pique my
curiosity on this cold February day.
“Curiosity is lying in wait for every secret.”
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
