“Courage is not having the strength to go on; it is going on when you don’t have the strength.” ~ Teddy Roosevelt
“I was taught to strive not because there were any guarantees of success but because the act of striving is in itself the only way to keep faith with life.”~ Madeliene Albright
“Striving is growth toward hidden identity.” ~ Corwin of Amber
“The person who doesn’t scatter the morning dew will not comb grey hairs” ~ Hunter S. Thompson
Coffee notwithstanding, I feel like just one big sigh today. Just now I went to type the word ‘sigh’ and found myself nearly typing ‘sky’ instead. That won’t work. See, I don’t mind being one with the sky, but today I do not feel at all spacious. And that is okay. A couple of weeks of feeling sick has made me contract. I reckon that’s an actually necessary part of healing; you have to reign in your attention, sharpen the focus, and danged well dedicate that pointy focus to whatever needs healing. Works for me. As for now, the second cup of coffee is good, the cat is zonked out in her bed, just to the right of where I sit, and I feel dreamy. I’ve got two days off starting tomorrow. I look forward to this workday because many people are abuzz about that truly amazing snowstorm we had over the weekend. It’s on a much smaller scale, but the sharing of stories reminded me of the first few days after Hurricane Andrew. Pardon me for being trite, but we are all of us sisters and brothers at that point. That’s hard for us to remember at times, but as an aspiration that perspective works pretty darned good for me. That, and I made it through the little mud pond with my car when I got home last evening. Life’s little triumphs, I suppose. Humph. I could likely go all melancholy and stuff today. But I choose not to. I think I’ll just go to work and talk about the storm.
Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.