It just feels so auspicious. I can feel that calendar page being lifted, turned and settling down. It’s a new day, new year, new breath to take. What I wish is for us all to wake up to it. We are so privileged. If we have access to this blog then undoubtedly we are somewhere lit, and somewhere warm. Probably safe, and have the time to either live, or waste. There is a roof over our heads, we are the lucky ones; we have a home on this earth. We have our great joys and our petty concerns. And so on, and so on. How privileged is that.
We need to surpass ourselves.
Grow our selves.
Use our hearts.
Take chances.
Listen in.
Look out.
Leonard, I always hear you singing something that catches my attention. “We are so lightly here…” How true. We are fragile. And yet so strong. And then, we’re gone! But we have the chance and the opportunity and the privilege to leave a mark on every single day of every month of this new calendar year. Already it’s close to midnight, January 1st, 2008. Go!
Let’s shine. Make it illuminating, stellar…of the stars.
Good Life
diane
Dearest Diane – your writing is so thoughtful, personal and insightful – wonderful – its you! – Love Barb
Fire – Judy Brown
What makes a fire burn
is space between the logs,
a breathing space.
Too much of a good thing,
too many logs
packed in too tight
can douse the flames
almost as surely
as a pail of water would.
So building fires
requires attention
to the spaces in between,
as much as to the wood.
When we are able to build
open spaces
in the same way
we have learned
to pile on the logs,
then we can come to see how
it is fuel, and absence of the fuel
together, that make fire possible.
We only need to lay a log
lightly from time to time.
A fire grows
simply because the space is there,
with openings
in which the flame
that knows just how it wants to burn
can find its way.