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EMBRACE THIS DAY - Friday  April 1, 2011

today’s Musing  written and published from Cranston in south- east  Calgary, near the Bow River valley

 

 

Morning walk: -1C/29F, cloudy (but with a winter storm warning – apparently not an April fool joke) except for a strip around the horizon . . . calm, receding snow has left winter’s yard debris on display, a bizarre collage of trash tid-bits, solo stray mittens and busted show shovel parts . . . awaiting cleanup when sunshine and a Saturday meet; Gusta loving so much fresh bare turf to explore.

 

 

 

Embrace this day.

 

Make love to it. 

 

If it’s too early for that for you . . . then don’t wait too long.  Maybe wait till early afternoon, but wait no longer.

 

Sun broke – over my horizon, spilling light, in every direction, horizontally – just as I woke, like an egg cracked on pan’s edge, spilling colour and goodness in every direction it is allowed to flow.

 

As I woke from a bizarre dream involving much confusion and a missing used car . . . I tried to go back to sleep to sort out the confusion, but sunrise distraction wouldn’t allow me.

 

Seriously  - c’mon, it’s April fools day, sure; but we have to be serious about some things. 

 

Circumstances can get grim sometimes; the 1st of the month is, for many, the confrontation of financial reality in that last month’s cash didn’t stretch far enough and now, that it’s the first of yet another month, obligations capture available cash before you get up in the morning. You are not alone, our world’s economy electronically reaches into our pockets and takes the stuffing right out of our wallets, our dreams . . . in which case I bring myself back to the wisdom of driving used cars . . . but that’s another story for another day.

 

Ask yourself, this: ‘how much of my life is wasted waiting?’

 

Waiting for someone you can’t control to do something . . .

 

Putting off the uncomfortable . . .

 

Delaying a confrontation with a demon (or some demonic one), waiting around, waiting for something or someone to happen . . .

 

Don’t wait too long to realize the only one you are waiting on is you. Because you are the only one who can take action.  Don’t be a fool, on this day, or any other.

 

He(or she) who hesitates is not lost . . . just waiting, and waiting, and waiting.

 

Don’t wait too long or life will have whizzed on by.

 

Do you want my advice?

 

For happy life, or just for a happy day?

 

Me recommendation - if anyone would ask - is to wrap your arms around your morning, embrace it – say, ‘welcome, I’m so glad you are here . . . now lets get busy, lets make our day full of joy and laughter and exhilarating exhausting activity - lets not waste a minute’

 

And, if you are fortunate enough to roll over next to someone this morning - wrap your arms around them and say those same things.

 

But, if you are already well into your day – there are two remedies available to you:  call them up for an over-the-phone hug, or hug them tomorrow morning.  Or, you could do both.

 

Take this day, grab it, hug it, embrace it - make love to it. 

 

Passionately.

 

Imagine it, savour it, each time, each day . . . as if you might never get another chance.

 

 

~~~

Last year I did a poem a day for a year – THE POETRY PROJECT. This Musing  year (my 9th), starting March 21, 2011, I set a new goal - to write a short story a week do post a new one each Monday morning for 52 weeks. To check out this week’s story: RECIPE FOR MURDER,  link to:  Short Story Project

~~~

 

 

Mark Kolke

313,748M~~

 

 

March 31– SHELL GAME - Comments Received

 

Very cool insights today Mr. K! The whole trouble with typed correspondence in this age of e-mail, twitter, etc. was very clearly highlighted by both you and JK. Simply, Pink Floyd outlines it very well in the song "Keep Talking". Tough to see facial expressions, emotions and eyes through a keyboard or e-mail, Cheers, RA, Calgary, AB

 

Hi Mark, I look at this feeling everyday. Am I doing something out of fear or am I doing it out of love.? Yes - the fast pace world makes its easy to run and think you are going with flow. I do feel we have to ketch ourselves a lot, for it is easy to be distracted and retractive by the aggressive run of things. I try to let the peace inside me be a center to work from, yet I have been victim of a guilty reactive mind to my situations or people around me. For instance, my home is busy and not comfortable, I fear it can make me hard, so I do not spend much time there during the day. Cafe's feel healthier, as long as I remember to drink tea too, not just coffee. Really I see focus is a gift in this day and age, and better yet focus that is Patient, aware, loving and good intentioned. I am looking into being a cautious walker in the dark, yet also  know when to Run into the Lights. Cheers again, CD, San Francisco, CA

 

Not being part of your conversation re" being alone being safer and easier than risking turmoil of creating yet another sad story" I think you may of possibly misinterpreted it. I will honestly say from my perspective that it is much better to be alone than to be in a bad relationship. There are definite benefits to it, I have found that I am very capable of being a happy, fulfilled women, who is very busy and involved in her community. I enjoy life and everything it has to offer. Would I like to have a loving partner, of course, but I want the right one, and I'm willing to wait until I meet him. If I filled my time up with the wrong ones, I would not be available when the right one should come along, and I would be missing out on all of the opportunities that life has presented to me so far. Yes, there are lonely moments, but they are only moments, and compared to the time I spent in a bad relationship trust me they are nothing to cry about. I am positive that one day the perfect man for me will show up when I least expect him, and that is NOT a sad story!, EW, Ontario

 



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