It’s midweek,
and we’re thinking about what’s still on our plates
and what’s been checked off our lists.
Are we doing a good job?
Should we have worked a little less or a little harder?
We’re not alone.
Others in this world are doing the same,
only there’s not time to ponder performance –
trucks need unloaded.
“Carrying One’s Own Weight”
“Our egos are not our amigos” – a yoga mantra
“Tree Pose”
Ah, I’m seven again, chasing Monarchs. I squat down, get my lens so close, take the shot, lose my balance, and roll over backwards. Upside down and staring at the blue sky, I can’t tell you if it’s 1975 or 2014 – the sky’s the same,
and actually, I feel as if I am, too.
It’s time to get home – it’s getting dark – but my mother isn’t calling, neither are my girls –
it’s my choice, hmm, should I stay or should I go?
It’s time to go,
I’ve caught up to what I’m chasing –
a trip back to the future to remind me of who I am.
“It isn’t the mountain ahead that wears you out; it is the grain of sand in your shoe.”
– Muhammad Ali
Try to take your grain of sand with a grain of salt.
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