Joe: “I wasn’t planning on going for a run today.”
Pete: “Did you go for a run?”
Joe: “I had to. The cops came out of nowhere.”
Month: September 2020
✒️ Writers’ Wisdom ~ Why Write?
“I’m a writer, and everything I write is both a confession and a struggle to understand things about myself and this world in which I live. This is what everyone’s work should be-whether you dance or paint or sing. It is a confession, a baring of your soul, your faults, those things you simply cannot or will not understand or accept. You stumble forward, confused, and you share. If you’re lucky, you learn something.”
🌾 Today’s Poem ~ The Winds of Fate
The Winds of Fate
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
One ship drives east and another drives west,
With the self-same winds that blow,
’Tis the set of the sails
And not the gales
That tell them the way to go.
Like the winds of the sea are the winds of fate,
As we voyage along through life,
’Tis the set of the soul
That decides its goal
And not the calm or the strife.
🤗 A Better Life ~ Pasta Sauce and Love
My mom made a great pasta sauce. She never looked at a recipe. After it cooked most of the day, she’d ask me to sample it (and cautioned me not to take a meatball). It was always delicious. There’s a lesson is life in her sauce. Use the right ingredients, sprinkle lots of love, and let it simmer throughout the day. Thanks, Mom.
🌾 Today’s Poem ~ Impatience
Impatience
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
How can I wait until you come to me?
The once fleet mornings linger by the way,
Their sunny smiles touched with malicious glee
At my unrest; they seem to pause, and play
Like truant children, while I sigh and say,
How can I wait?
The once fleet mornings linger by the way,
Their sunny smiles touched with malicious glee
At my unrest; they seem to pause, and play
Like truant children, while I sigh and say,
How can I wait?
How can I wait? Of old, the rapid hours
Refused to pause or loiter with me long;
But now they idly fill their hands with flowers,
And make no haste, but slowly stroll among
The summer blooms, not heeding my one song,
How can I wait?
Refused to pause or loiter with me long;
But now they idly fill their hands with flowers,
And make no haste, but slowly stroll among
The summer blooms, not heeding my one song,
How can I wait?
How can I wait? The nights alone are kind;
They reach forth to a future day, and bring
Sweet dreams of you to people all my mind;
And time speeds by on light and airy wing.
I feast upon your face, I no more sing,
How can I wait?
They reach forth to a future day, and bring
Sweet dreams of you to people all my mind;
And time speeds by on light and airy wing.
I feast upon your face, I no more sing,
How can I wait?
How can I wait? The morning breaks the spell
A pitying night has flung upon my soul.
You are not near me, and I know full well
My heart has need of patience and control;
Before we meet, hours, days, and weeks must roll.
How can I wait?
A pitying night has flung upon my soul.
You are not near me, and I know full well
My heart has need of patience and control;
Before we meet, hours, days, and weeks must roll.
How can I wait?
How can I wait? Oh, love, how can I wait
Until the sunlight of your eyes shall shine
Upon my world that seems so desolate?
Until your hand-clasp warms my blood like wine;
Until you come again, oh, love of mine,
How can I wait?
Until the sunlight of your eyes shall shine
Upon my world that seems so desolate?
Until your hand-clasp warms my blood like wine;
Until you come again, oh, love of mine,
How can I wait?
👊 Today’s Power Thought ~ A Sure Path
The easiest way to get what I want is to help others get what they want. We’re in it together up to our necks.
🤗 A Better Life ~ Happiness is Waiting for Us
Happiness is never found in the past; it’s waiting, arms open wide for us in the present moment.
Today’s Smile 😃
Joe: “Whats up, Pete?
Pete: “I’m annoyed, Joe.”
Joe: “Why?”
Pete: “I stole my girlfriend’s heart.”
Pete: “That’s great. Why are you annoyed?”
Pete: “Everyone else in the surgery room started screaming at me.”
Source
💡 Something to Think About
How wonderful it is to be alive. Yes, there are lots of problems, immense challenges, and turmoil around every corner. Yet, there are also opportunities, kind people, a beautiful planet to observe and explore, and it’s all there waiting for you and me.
✒️ Writers’ Wisdom ~ A Way to Look at Writing
“Writing is a job, a talent, but it’s also the place to go in your head. It is the imaginary friend you drink your tea with in the afternoon.”
