Learn

Owing good fortune not a dollar nor a penny 

but only my thanks for the life I have to live. 

Good fortune does not come with perfection, 

but with sudden twists and long held misfortunes.

Those last come with lessons ~ not of paper and pen ~ 

but a strength of soul that 

truly makes them good.

Good fortune’s lessons 

can be a bigger challenge,

mere whispers that beg 

the listener to attend and be grateful.

“It takes more strength of character 

to withstand good fortune than bad,”

~ Francois de La Rochefoucauld, author

(1613 - 1680)

Every Day Life

 

Eternally grateful am I 

for the winds of change 

that bring good fortune or bad. 

It may be that I am grateful

to be challenged to reach within 

to find the courage to live my days

as I’ve lived in the before times. 

Turns out that the courage is not 

challenging the wind, but my own 

fear of impending devastation. 

That fear trembles and freezes at 

the same time; the fear that threatens 

immediate destruction in everyday life, 

that fear that only I can deal with. 

The external is way beyond my abilities! 

My fear is where I live ~

where my feet are ~

where my home is. 

If I allow it to knock me over

then I’ll miss birthday parties, 

walks in the sun or snow, 

laughter with my family 

and all the every day

joys and sorrows of life.

“Courage is resistance to rear, mastery of fear, not absence of fear.”

~ Mark Twain

The Gift

Leaning into the winds of change, my balance threatens to be lost. But no, it is a threat without a promise. My promise is the gift of my 

own balance causing me to step back, to breathe deeply and know that I am here, now, not flying about in the tornado of chaos like an old chair, or roof torn from a barn. 

Here all is quiet and good, even the glittering 

snow that fills cracks and crevices everywhere. 

Today I lean into my own home, and make plans for tomorrow and tomorrow; grateful for all that I have and all that I am.

“I know myself a mortal, and my share in what 

the morrow brings not more than thine.”

~ Sophocles, Oedipus at Colonus

Only the Heart Knows ~ REASON ~ Theme for January 01, 2025

Rita could not…..

Every day…..

Argument is never….

Suspicion pushes….

Outsized ideas……

Nerves of steel…..

“Reason is the natural order of truth; 

but imagination is the organ of meaning.”

~ C.S.Lewis