Day 76

snow flowersHumor: 

One thing kids like is to be tricked. For instance, I was going to take my little nephew to Disneyland, but instead I drove him to an old burned-out warehouse. “Oh, no,” I said, “Disneyland burned down.” He cried and cried, but I think that deep down he thought it was a pretty good joke. I started to drive over to the real Disneyland, but it was getting pretty late. – Jack Handey.

 

 

Something beautiful:

When I Consider How My Life is Spent

When I consider how my light is spent,

Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,

And that one talent which is death to hide

Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent

To serve therewith my Maker, and present

My true account, lest He returning chide;

“Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?” I fondly ask.

But Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies,

“God doth not need Either man’s work or His own gifts.

Who best Bear His mild yoke, they serve Him best.

His state Is kingly: thousands at His bidding speed,

And post o’er land and ocean without rest;

They also serve who only stand and wait.”

John Milton

77 Days Begins

snow flowersHere at Liz of Oz we only think of you and what you need except when we are thinking of ourselves.

What you need is to know there are only 77 days left of winter left this year.

We are not using scientific measures, or calendar measures, but emotional ones.  If we can get you well into March, you’ll be fine.

The following categories will help nurse you through this difficult time.

Anecdote:

I visited my grandma today at the “Lost Minds” unit.  She got to pet a dog, which is her favorite thing in the world.  I kissed her one time, and she whispered for me to come back so she could kiss me, and asked me to kiss her again.

beautiful 1Something beautiful here: Blues and browns and golds here are incredible.  Enamel from France in 1500.  Small portion pictured here.

Deep spiritual thought: 

When we start to meditate or to work with any kind of spiritual discipline,we often think that somehow we’re going to improve, which is a subtle aggression against who we really are. It’s a bit like saying, “If I jog I’ll be a much better person.” “If I had a nicer house I’d be a better person.” “If I could meditate and calm down I’d be a better person.” Or the scenario may be that we find fault with others. We might say, “If it weren’t for my husband I’d have a perfect marriage.” “If it weren’t for the fact that my boss and I can’t get on, my job would be just great.” And, “If it weren’t for my mind, my meditation would be just excellent.”

But loving-kindness ~maitri~ towards ourselves doesn’t mean getting rid of anything. Maitri means that we can still be crazy, we can still be angry. We can still be timid or jealous or full of feelings of unworthiness. Meditation practice isn’t about trying to throw ourselves away and become something better. It’s about befriending who we are already.”

Pema Chodron, Comfortable With Uncertainty