There is something special about August. It’s always marked a sort of personal beginning for me, as well as the start of the most magical time of the year- late summer to late autumn. It’s the pause before the crescendo leading into the climax of all seasons.
Everything goes in circles and cycles, just like the moon. 🌜🌝🌛
touching my arm
setting fire to my mind.
– Nayyirah Waheed
Simple Formula for Living
Live beneath your means.
Return everything you borrow.
Stop blaming other people.
Admit it when you make a mistake.
Give clothes not worn to charity.
Do something nice and try not to get caught.
Listen more; talk less.
Every day take a 30 minute walk.
Strive for excellence, not perfection.
Be on time. Don’t make excuses.
Be kind to unkind people.
Let someone cut ahead of you in line.
Take time to be alone.
Cultivate good manners.
Realize and accept that life isn’t fair.
Know when to keep your mouth shut.
Go an entire day without criticizing anyone.
Learn from the past. Plan for the future.
Live in the present.
Don’t sweat the small stuff.
It’s all small stuff.
My dream dinner party would include guests like:
Isak Diesen, Grace Kelly, Judy Dench, Tom Hanks, Audrey Hepburn, Cybill Shephard, Javier Bardem, Benedict Cumberbatch, Idris Elba, Pema Chödron, Juliette Binoche, Sean Connery, Abraham Lincoln, DaVinci, Nostradamus, Barack and Michelle Obama.
I never leave the house without:
brushing my teeth. Oral hygiene is important! 😀
The place I’d love to return to is:
Kailua-Kona, Hawaii. It is the most beautiful and peaceful places I’ve ever been.
The album from my childhood that I still listen to is:
The Beatles Abbey Road
The oldest piece of clothing in my closet is:
A really old black cardigan. It used to belong to someone very special to me and it looks horrible now but I put it on when I want to feel comforted. I like to wear clothes that belong to people I am close to.
“I want a love like Johnny and June
Rings of fire burning with you
I wanna walk the line, walk the line, ‘til the end of time”
I grew up listening to Johnny Cash. Let me rephrase that: I grew up hanging around my dad all the time, and my dad listens to Johnny Cash. Johnny’s version of Nine Inch Nails “Hurt” was on the radio this morning and I started thinking about his older music.
In a 1981 Mike Douglas interview, June Carter Cash explained, “He asked me to marry him in front of 7,000 people, but I would have liked it if he had gotten down on his knees and proposed to me, you know, but that wasn’t the way it was. It was a great big production…” Johnny continued the story, “We had just sung a song called ‘Jackson’, and I stopped the show and said, ‘Will you marry me?’ on the microphone. She said, ‘Go, sing another, sing another, sing another!’ I said, ‘I’m not gonna sing until you answer me. Will you marry me?’ And she says, ‘Sing a song. Sing a song.’ She turned her back, you know, trying to get somebody in the band to play some music or something. [It] kept going until she finally said, ‘Yes.’ And I said, ‘Okay, next song.’ So, we set it up. We got married March 1, 1968.”
“There’s unconditional love there. You hear that phrase a lor but it’s real with me and her. She loves me in spite of everything, in spite of myself. She has saved my life more than once. She’s always been there with her love, and it has certainly made me forget the pain for a long time, many times. When it gets dark and everybody’s gone home and the lights are turned off, it’s just me and her.” (Johnny Cash, Rolling Stone)
And there will be someone that comes along one day and offers you an entire galaxy when you only expected a single planet.
Midsummer, an observation of the longest day of the year, is celebrated in each of the Scandinavian countries. Midsummer was originally a pagan holiday, and tribute was paid to the powers of the sun god with bonfires signifying the defeat of darkness.
In modern day Denmark bonfires are also an important part of the celebration. Danes gather for a picnic, and after dark a bonfire with an effigy of a witch on top is set ablaze. A rocket-like firecracker is concealed in the witch’s clothing which, upon ignition, represents the witch’s return to Bloksbjerg, a mountain in the Black Forest and the home of the devil.
One of the many things I love about this time of year is the abundance of locally gown fresh fruit. However, there are times when I just can’t eat it fast enough before it spoils. I decided to wash and then freeze 1 cup portions to make one of my favorite summertime breakfasts: smoothies. I know they’ve gotten a bad rap lately as being junk food disguised as healthy, but it doesn’t have to be that way.
I was a daddy’s girl growing up. I thought my father could do just about everything. I still do. 😊
When I was 4, my dad’s head was as big as the world! I rode on his shoulders, clasping his forehead with my tiny hands and laughing as we ran through the grass.
Together we were taller than God.
My dad held my red Schwinn bike as I balanced my first solo trip, and ran alongside before letting me go to pedal into a new world.
I remember whisker rubs and “serious talks” and standing on his feet to dance around the kitchen.
He tied my ice skates double-tight, and there was always love- large and raw and imperfect.
When I prowl through all the prayers in my heart, and in certain photographs in a special kind of light, I can see my dad’s face inside my own, saying “Stick with me kid!”
Haha! This is so me. Earlier this week the front of my Apple Watch became loose, so it had to be sent in to Apple. My son was nice enough to drop it off at the Apple Store and two days later, I had a new watch. Apparently, the battery was “swollen” and pushed the face off. I’m not sure how a lithium ion battery swells, but I’d rather not have it explode or catch on fire. Say what you will about Apple, they have amazing customer service. The watch wasn’t under warranty anymore, but they replaced it free of charge.
Anyhow, I wear my watch all of the time (except when sleeping) and I’ve been doing a lot of riding lately, so I actually have a tan. Well, sort of a tan. Tan for me. 😉 Several people commented on my tan line from where my watch usually is on my wrist.
You can tell by how he lists
to let her
kiss him, that the getting, as he gets it,
It’s good in the sweetly salty,
deeply thirsty way that a sea-fogged
rain is good after a summer-long bout
of inland drought.
And you know it
when you see it, don’t you? How it
drenches what’s dry, how the having
of it quenches.
There is a grassy inlet
where your ocean meets your land, a slip
that needs a certain kind of vessel,
when that shapely skiff skims in at last,
trimmed bright, mast lightly flagging
left and right,
then the long, lush reeds
of your longing part, and soft against
the hull of that bent wood almost im-
perceptibly brushes a luscious hush
the heart heeds helplessly—
of the very good.
- Good Things
- the ocean air
- falling asleep under the stars
- farmers markets
- when you step outside in the morning and the air seems fresher and crisper than it does during the day
- ice cream
- car rides and night-time adventures
- the sounds of nature
- feeling the wind in your hair
- long bicycle rides
- the beach at night
- picnics under the shade of a tree
- lying in a field of flowers
- brightly painted toe nails
- good company
- making a wish on a dandelion
- driving with the windows rolled down
- reading in the sunshine
- cold brew iced coffee on the patio
- summer rain and the sun shining through your half-drawn blinds in the morning
- people who give hugs with a little squeeze at the end
- outdoor cinemas
- movies that make you laugh
- movies that make you cry
- movies that make you do both
- how every single day the sky looks different
- clear blue skies that remind you of the endless possibilities that life has to offer
- listening to songs that you listened to when you were younger
- days like these
“…I want first of all – in fact, as an end to these other desires – to be at peace with myself. I want a singleness of eye, a purity of intention, a central cor to my life that will enable me to carry out these obligations and activities as well as I can. I want, in fact – to borrow from the language of the saints -to live ‘in grace’ as much of the time as possible. I am not using this term in a strictly theological sense. By grace I mean an inner harmony, essentially spiritual, which can be translated into outward harmony…”
― Anne Morrow Lindbergh
“When you love someone, you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet this is exactly what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and resist in terror its ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity – in freedom, in the sense that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in the same pattern.
The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what was in nostalgia, nor forward to what it might be in dread or anticipation, but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now. Relationships must be like islands, one must accept them for what they are here and now, within their limits – islands, surrounded and interrupted by the sea, and continually visited and abandoned by the tides.”
― Anne Morrow Lindbergh,
I am a being of Heaven and Earth, of thunder and lightning, of rain and wind, of the galaxies.