The Pace

The pace, the race, what does it all mean? What’s the intent, the destination, when does it end?

Put ourselves into these conditions, circumstances, situations, often chosen, sometimes not.

The very reason, purpose, to move forward, go forward, live, be, do. We only get one go, make the most, mostly in, ready. But times not, and then what? The angst, the pit, it uncertainty, certainly difficult at times.

The pace sometimes a bit too quick, unexpected; or maybe it’s the anticipated, what’s expected, that’s the cause. Don’t fear the pace, it has its place.

And so, Live, Be, Do, how about you? Why are you in, here? It’s the very purpose, intent, be intentional, much we can do, so let’s do.

Ease In

Wake of time away, list growing in your mind. Why the angst? Why the worry?

Most are known, and what is not, you can handle. Step by step, usual processes, others ready to lend a hand. Not alone.

The very Soul Time that concludes, filled with love, let it fortify, strengthen, not diminished, instead assured.

Be assured, your pace, your path, enough. Ease in, forward, know it’s enough, know, ease in.

Lyrics Post: “Better Way”

The first time I heard this song I was inspired. The words encourage, fortify. The music builds, layered, energized. Let it fill you, spur you on.

BETTER WAY

“I’m a living sunset

Lightning in my bones

Push me to the edge

But my will is stone

Fools will be fools

And wise will be wise

But i will look this world

Straight in the eyes

What good is a man

Who won’t take a stand

What good is a cynic

With no better plan

Reality is sharp

It cuts at me like a knife

Everyone i know

Is in the fight of their life

Take your face out of your hands

And clear your eyes

You have a right to your dreams

And don’t be denied

I believe in a better way”

Written by Ben Harper

Special Post: Hamlet’s Soliloquy, Act I, Scene ii

Written some 500 years ago, learned personally in an English Lit class some 40 years ago.

This from none other than William Shakespeare. As profiled in Wikipedia, “An English playwright, poet, and actor, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world’s greatest dramatist. He is often called England’s national poet and the “Bard of Avon.”

And so this stream of conscious spoken aloud early in the play, how tortured our man Hamlet is, setting the stage for what’s to come. The dude was decidedly NOT happy.

“O, that this too too solid flesh would melt Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!

Or that the Everlasting had not fix’d

His canon* ‘gainst self-slaughter! O God! God! How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable,

Seem to me all the uses of this world!

Fie on’t! ah fie! ’tis an unweeded garden,

That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this!

But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two:

So excellent a king; that was, to this,

Hyperion* to a satyr; so loving to my mother

That he might not beteem* the winds of heaven

Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth!

Must I remember? why, she would hang on him,

As if increase of appetite had grown

By what it fed on: and yet, within a month–

Let me not think on’t–Frailty, thy name is woman!– A little month, or ere* those shoes were old

With which she follow’d my poor father’s body,

Like Niobe (1), all tears:–why she, even she–

O, God! a beast, that wants* discourse of reason, Would have mourn’d longer–married with my uncle, My father’s brother, but no more like my father

Than I to Hercules (2): within a month:

Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears

Had left the flushing in her galled* eyes,

She married. O, most wicked speed, to post

With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!

It is not nor it cannot come to good:

But break, my heart; for I must hold my tongue.”

1 A mythological figure who when her children were killed.

2A mythological hero of great strength.

130 *law

135

139 *the sun god

*allow

145 *before

*lacks

151

*inflamed 156

Special Thanks to Cecil Criger for the intro all those years ago.

Captain Napkin

Thank Goodness for Daughter Number Two, a.k.a., “Captain Napkin”…!

Last night she disappeared into a bedroom and emerged a few minutes later saying, “I was helping Mom fold the napkins. I just love doing that.” I think she also said it helps her relax(!).

And so I got to thinking, “Do what you can; do a bit, here and there, chip away, even if the list is long and getting longer.

Do what you can. Like Captain Napkin.

#halffullallgood #parenting #dadlife #dadslife #gratitude

Buzzing Brain

With all this election news and new president-elect Joe Biden in the mix, I get to thinking about that job a little more.

President of the United States. Or any president, for that matter.

What’s their sleep schedule like?

Do they wake up early thinking about everything they have to do? Should do? Aren’t doing?

Do they take naps?

But it’s not just heads of state that experience this circumstance. It’s anyone that’s responsible for others:

Bosses

Teachers

Parents

Club leaders

Coaches

Captains

Platoon Leaders

Commanders

If you care, you’re bound to have your mind buzzing about all the stuff in which your life’s wrapped up.

It’s how we cope with and manage the buzz, the worry, the uncertainty, THAT’S where the magic happens.

Work in that magic for yourself. Turns out it won’t just help you; it’ll help others too.

Reset

First a few more headlines from yesterday…then the reset at the bottom.

San Franciso
New York
Philly
Miami (FL)
Ottawa
Winnipeg
London

And most important…IMMEDIATELY…announcements and initial information regrading the Biden Administration’s priorities.

RESET.

1/ COVID-19

2/ Economic Recovery

3/ Racial Equality

4/ Climate Change