there's something about pausing, a shift... something valuable even in the most mundane of actions or things. maybe that's part of what retirement is about. this luxury of not waking to an alarm or to a task. this luxury of not knowing the day, not being expected any where.
...and maybe also trivial b/c i don't want any expectations about writing something fabulously interesting on this blog. because it won't be. in fact, i may not even write. i won't even hold myself to coherent sense-making: i may just make lists. or upload photos. or go to the beach and not even get online.
with that said...
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I love this! Did you write that poem at the bottom? I love the idea of triviality--it's so true, I think. It's like the example I use (that Sister Ellie told me) of washing the dishes. The dishes always need washing; and it's always the dishes that catch me up--the little things, the little things that keep repeating.
That's a beautiful picture--I'm so happy that you are on the beach!
after searching online for the poem/quote that applies to this idea and having no luck finding it, i serendipitously came across it in a printed-upside-down book in the thrift store just yesterday! here it is:
My life will always have dirty dishes. / If this sink can become / a place of contemplation, / let me learn constancy here.
***Gunilla Norris
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