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[note about music/video links – I find on Saturday and Sunday mornings I have time, and perhaps my readers do to, to listen to some music. I choose pieces I like that connect, in some way, to the subject matter or to my mood… hope you like them]
Morning walk: 0C/32F, paths empty, slick, steady breeze woke my face, light snow falling and accumulating again – like standing water which Gusta the water dog loved …
Music selections for today: some Lea Salonga, Without You , Bryan Adams - Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman? , and some Santana – Maria Maria , some Carly and some Roy.
I found this chuckle (source unknown): ‘Too many people confine their exercise to jumping to conclusions, running up bills, stretching the truth, bending over backwards, lying down on the job, sidestepping responsibility and pushing their luck.’ Easy to name people who fit those - sometimes I slip there too.
Chill, gloom – gray day, lonely thoughts collect like dust bunnies, under furniture to cloud my view from under there; corrective action required to remind there is so much happy out there in places where the sun is shining, where the air is hot … where people are laughing. But just today, right here, not so much. Pondering goals not reached, dreams fractured and ambitions I lost along the trail, somewhere along my way it became too much about alignment of goals and tactics, not enough about what goes on inside – that connects belly and brain.
I like the dreamy/brain part, but my reality parts pose mental roadblocks: I’m nearly 59 which, on its face, suggests there are fewer practical options available than a decade or two ago, but with this stage/age arrives a nervier view, of less fear, pursuing more daring options . . . because, ‘what’s the harm?’, ‘what do I have to lose?’ and, the inevitable ‘why not?’.
From the gloom in this room, there is a strange brain thing. From millions (at least hundreds) of options, I find I too often consider only two.
The first, is the path I am on.
The other, whichever ‘path I think I want’; about those two, I debate.
Alternatives I try, as brain candy, involve wandering somewhat aimlessly in my mind in hope a new (3rd or 4th or 5th option) path will find me. Saturday mornings, time for pondering which way is right; the way I am going, or some other vastly different one?
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TEFLON ONES - archived poetry
Some people
don’t read
don’t think
don’t expect
to be caught, their
obviousness,
to their lying,
they don’t think
they are
they’re just
avoiding conflict
being nice
but at
end of the day
they aren’t being
nice to anyone
especially themselves
they create
illusion of ethics
of truth telling
impressions
when, in fact
far from it,
they live at
other ends
of a sprayed out
spectrum, albeit
smoothly sliding
from situation to
next one
as if nothing
catches them
nothing sticks
to them.
~~~
Mark Kolke
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May 28 Comments
May 28 – NEVER EVER GIVE UP – Thanks for the reminder to never ever give up. It's hard to remember this when you've had a few major set-backs and are wondering if things will ever get easier!, MM,
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