Yesterday as hard as I tried I could neither find the energy or the inclination to do very much. This cold has eaten into the very core of my being and drained me of anything. I spent the biggest part of the day just lying in bed taking warm drinks.
There can so easily be a tendency to feel very sorry for oneself when you are feeling ill. My cell phone bleeped to signal incoming emails. I almost reached over to switch it off, but did not. One email from a very dear friend carried the terrible news of the death of his 26 days old grandson. There are no words that can ever reach into the depth of such sadness, but just being there is all you can do.
Such news certainly makes you think of life in its perspective. As I lay in bed last night trying to find sleep in the midst of the coughing and restlessness I thought of all the words and all the stories and none of them fills the gap.
So I share with you some of the scribbling’s from my notebook of sayings that seemed to make some sense to me.
Enjoy life and the changing seasons, we know not how long we have them.
Avoid grand plans: just respond to things as they arise.
Push your own self to one side, as far as you are able, so you can see other people more clearly.
Instead of seeking fulfilment, seek only to be empty. This will create space for true understanding.
Do not value power, but do value peace.
It’s alright to swing between joy and sadness, glory and failure for there is not great difference between them.
Breathe slowly and listen for the order in the universe.
May today be one of peace to all those who read this and all those I hold dear.
This blog is linked to my other where I speak of the artwork used. Poppies