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EVERY DAY FEELINGS

Tuesday Aug. 9, 2011


this column written and published from my residence in Cranston (SE Calgary) near the Bow River valley

 

Morning walk:  11C/52F, clear, light westerly breeze; Gusta wanted to visit with the unruly pup from three doors down (the one that bit her the last time they visited) but we walked briskly to the lagoon and back instead, looking to see and understand what we’ve not seen or understood before . . .

 

Weight holds you. Keeps you down, keeps you in place.

 

Things weigh on our minds.  Things weigh on mine.

 

Not all the time, but sometimes it seems like an every day thing.

 

Daily efforts, advances and retreats – thrusts, spurts – power, followed by a pulling back; reminds me of steam locomotive rhythm, watching reciprocating action of wheels together with those engine sounds - a building chugga-chugga tempo, then winding up to a hum that roars and then – at a distance, sound is gone but memory repeats easily with scarcely a thought.


 
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What do I know? 

 

I know something. I know something else. I know another thing, and another.  What does that mean?  Does it mean I know enough, or not enough; does it mean I am qualified in some way or far from it?

 

Wrapped inside routine we find our obligations; to self of course, but we have obligations to others – both real and implied. They govern what we do, when we do it and how we feel about it.

 

The weight of things holds us in place so we won’t be blown away. Gravity and mass hold us in place, keep us from flying away, lifting off without notice or drifting away on flights of fancy.  Still, do you ever have days when the urge to lay flat and melt into your bed exceeds the energy required to take a deep breath and a large leap? 

 

Lifting up our heads, pulling our bodies tall in the sunlight – pointing ourselves in directions we know are worthy, daring to pursue new adventures because we can, because we know we can do it, because we know we are worth it and because no one else will do what we can do, or bring what we can bring . . . and we can do that every day without a lot of effort.  The effort is but one part of the equation.

 

The other part, the most important part, is doing what we love to do, caring for those we love and loving those we care about.  It is a circle of feelings that keeps going around.  We lose sight of it sometimes, but it is never gone very far. It is there, waiting to be picked up again.

 

These waves of happy, are easily swamped by self-doubt, my beaches of tranquility are easily blocked by debris I’ve laid down in layers, by a hundred procrastinations . . . sleep can be peaceful but not restful, or it can be restful but too short by half.

 

I wake, to do again what I’ve done again and again; in search of the magic again, to pick it up again, to resume again the feeling again of making noise again, making things again, lifting heavy objects and leaping buildings with a single bound . . .

 

OK, maybe not the buildings so much, but the feeling inside that nothing is beyond me – nothing is beyond my capacity to do and learn, grow and thrive.

 

Mark Kolke

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TAKE A LARGE BITE

Happy birthday my friend!  Hope it was a good one.  Love this last paragraph!  "Instead of bracing for impact, we are better when we are the impact on the world – rather than waiting to figure our the world’s impact on us"  Brilliant!, LG, Calgary, AB

 

Amen Brother! Belated birthday wishes fellow Celebrant (mine was Friday). It is very easy to get caught up in the wave of negativity when we are inundated with it 24/7 if we choose. The sun still rose, there are family who love us dearly, we live in a terrific province in a great country, and we still have the choice as to what our attitude towards the day is. Another day of life, contributing through what I do on a daily basis for the greater good and keeping those things I have control over in front of me. Everything else is just everything else, RA, Calgary, AB




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