Fage 2% Greek yogurt. Or, when feeling particularly decadent, Fage Total Classic Yogurt.
My, oh my.
I want him
Her little creatures are so fantastic. I want him. Must we always distinguish between want and need?
Yum, mango chutney
Completely addictive. Hot. Mango. Chutney. Yum.
Practice
"I believe that we learn by practice. Whether it means to learn to dance by practicing dancing or to learn to live by practicing living, the principles are the same. In each it is the performance of a dedicated precise set of acts, physical or intellectual, from which comes shape of achievement, a sense of one's being, a satisfaction of spirit. To practice means to perform, in the face of all obstacles, some act of vision,
of faith, of desire. Practice is a means of inviting the perfection desired." - Martha Graham
Emma and Tess
"Your children are either the center of your life or they're not, and the rest is commentary." - Calvin Trillin
They are.
Officially Tired Of It
"Complete disruption" of anterior talofibular ligament, anterior tibiofibular
ligament, calcaneofibular ligament, tibiotalar ligament, and fracture of the
talus joint. It happened on November 2nd, three months ago. I'm officially tired of it now. My self portrait in hotel room with crutches. Whine.
Friends
“This guy’s walking down the street when he
falls in a hole. The walls are so steep he can’t get out. A doctor passes by and
the guy shouts up, ‘Hey you. Can you help me out?’ The doctor writes a
prescription, throws it down in the hole and moves on. Then a priest comes along
and the guy shouts up, ‘Father, I’m down in this hole can you help me out?’ The
priest writes out a prayer, throws it down in the hole and moves on. Then a
friend walks by, ‘Hey, Joe, it’s me can you help me out?’ And the friend jumps
in the hole. Our guy says, ‘Are you stupid? Now we’re both down here.’ The
friend says, ‘Yeah, but I’ve been down here before and I know the way out.’” -
John Spencer as Leo McGarry on The West Wing (Season 2, Episode 10)
[Image from here.]
Noticing loss...
“The greatest danger, that of losing one’s
own self, may pass off quietly as if it were nothing; every other loss, that of
an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc., is sure to be noticed.” -
Soren Kierkegaard
"Dirge Without Music"
"I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving
hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been,
time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.
Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers
and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the
indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A
formula, a phrase remains,--but the best is lost.
The answers quick and keen,
the honest look, the laughter, the love, --
They are gone. They are gone to
feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I
know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all
the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the
grave,
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they
go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And
I am not resigned."
-- Edna St. Vincent Millay
January First
from “January
First”
The year’s doors open
like those of language,
toward the unknown.
Last night you told me:
tomorrow
we shall have to think up signs,
sketch a landscape, fabricate a plan
on the double page
of day and paper.
Tomorrow, we shall have to invent,
once more,
the reality of this world.
—Elizabeth Bishop
Excerpt from
“January First” by Octavio Paz, translated by Elizabeth Bishop from The Complete
Poems 1927-1979 by Elizabeth Bishop. Copyright 1979, 1983 by Alice Helen
Methfessel.
A Walk
A Walk
My eyes already touch the sunny
hill,
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
So we are grasped by what
we cannot grasp;
it has its inner light, even from a distance----
and
changes us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly
sensing it, we already are;
a gesture waves us on, answering our own
wave...
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.
-Ranier Maria Rilke
Create and let go
Ah, New Year's Eve. I've given up on elaborate 24-point planning processes. I have notebook after notebook of fancy goals and aspirations, many undone.
So over the years, I've honed my New Year's planning down to a simple two-question process, which I'll complete later tonight: What do I want to create in 2006, and what do I want to let go of?
Sometimes it's the letting go of that is the most important, whether it's toxic people or processes or expectations.
What do you want to create in 2006? And what do you want to let go of?
Happy new year!
These would really come in handy...
I love letterpress printing.
And I can think of several uses for these.
My Other Sites
- 37days
My weekly newsletter on living intentionally. - 3x3x365
3 friends, 3 states, a photo every day in 2011. - Haiku Book Review
My summaries of books I've read recently, written in Haiku. Why not? - movable type
My thoughts about diversity, stereotypes, prejudice, inclusion, culture.... - The Circle Project
Helping organizations explore diversity and inclusion issues through theatre and story. This is the work I have waited my whole life to do.
Skype
Recent Posts
Let's pretend I wrote these...
Donate Life
37days Calendar
Creative in 2008
Recent Comments