Thursday, May 27, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
"My dear fellow, who will let you?"
"That is not the point. The point is, who will stop me?"
[quote from The Fountainhead; image via ffffound]
Monday, May 17, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
Some days it's hard to get moving
and some days it's all you can do.
I don't know what it was. something in the air? in my brain? I went for a jog, and when I got going, my body just begged me to run. RUN. Maybe it was that I played the perfect song right off the bat (thank you, bruce). Maybe it was those kids tramping through the murky grasses to pick fluffy cattails out of the pond. Maybe it was the way the sun was doing that irresistible beaming through the clouds thing. or the perfect color of the sky. Or maybe, maybe, it was those boys throwing a frisbee together, laughing, and almost never catching it. But, don't worry, boys, I know catching it wasn't the point. not today.
And it wasn't the point, either, that my muscles gave out before my mind was ready to stop. Not at all. I'm learning to put the two together, helping my mind want only what my body can do, and my body do what my mind wants. meeting somewhere in the middle, you know? Being glad that the sun is shining so I can run, and glad that the dark rain clouds are only a bit off and fast approaching so I can rest. Or maybe just being glad. Not about anything in particular. Just glad.
It's spring. Have you realized? And summer is coming, and that means Hawaii, and the beach, and road trips, and swimming in the river, and weddings, and babies. But that's not the point. Spring is the point. Spring. Growth. Movement. Connection.
I don't know what it was. something in the air? in my brain? I went for a jog, and when I got going, my body just begged me to run. RUN. Maybe it was that I played the perfect song right off the bat (thank you, bruce). Maybe it was those kids tramping through the murky grasses to pick fluffy cattails out of the pond. Maybe it was the way the sun was doing that irresistible beaming through the clouds thing. or the perfect color of the sky. Or maybe, maybe, it was those boys throwing a frisbee together, laughing, and almost never catching it. But, don't worry, boys, I know catching it wasn't the point. not today.
And it wasn't the point, either, that my muscles gave out before my mind was ready to stop. Not at all. I'm learning to put the two together, helping my mind want only what my body can do, and my body do what my mind wants. meeting somewhere in the middle, you know? Being glad that the sun is shining so I can run, and glad that the dark rain clouds are only a bit off and fast approaching so I can rest. Or maybe just being glad. Not about anything in particular. Just glad.
It's spring. Have you realized? And summer is coming, and that means Hawaii, and the beach, and road trips, and swimming in the river, and weddings, and babies. But that's not the point. Spring is the point. Spring. Growth. Movement. Connection.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Maybe there's a trapdoor under my chair, and I'll just disappear."
I'm sorry for the disappearing act, really I am. I fully intend to be far more present here.
There may be changes coming... some themes, more personal stuff, recipes and such... honestly, I'm not really sure. I still have some things to figure out.
So, I'll be seeing you soon.
[quote from Franny and Zooey by JD Salinger]
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