Today I woke early, my brain busy again, I have quite a bit on at the
moment, and it seems there is always something on my mind to do, you know;
the next thing, and remembering this, and not forgetting that, and actually
I could really do with some peace and quiet. I think this is partly due
to saying 'yes' to too much, partly that I don't seem to be getting
anything done quickly these days, and partly lack of coffee!
I have given sweets for several reasons. . . . I had noticed my treats
had become a habit, something I then felt reliant on to get me through
the energy slumps, and I don't like depending on much. The other reason,
is that in terms of athletic performance we become habituated to sugar
which blunts its ergogenic effect, and if I do eat sweets, I'd like it
to be working for me rather than against me, so now seemed a good
opportunity to give it a break.
However, recently my habit had become an added expense in terms of
having to buy new clothes. I have felt the weight creeping on thanks
to the extra calories . . . not to mention the occasional biscotti or
bagel that accompanies my café au lait.
So the initial sacrifice is a small price to pay . . . sugar withdrawal,
but I am determined to give myself the rest I need, rather than keep
glossing over fatigue with caffeine, disrupting hormonal balance and
interfering with sleep. This morning however, after a late night
working, and a heap of things staring at me from the desk, I'd love
to indulge in a delicious Italian homemade fruit cake as I sip the frothy
elixir . . .but then the 'stuff' would still be waiting!
* From Where I Sit!
www.fromwhereisit.co
February 29
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
Knowledge
'The best thing for being sad, ' replied Merlin, beginning to puff
and blow, 'is to learn something.' That's the only thing that never
fails. You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may
lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may
miss your only love . . . you may see the world about you devastated
by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser
minds. There is only one thing for it then . . . to learn.
Learn why the world wags and what wags it. That is the only
thing which the mind can never exhaust, never alienate, never be
tortured by, never fear or distrust, and never dream of regretting.
Learning is the only thing for you. Look what a lot of things there
are to learn.' ~ Terence Hanbury White
and blow, 'is to learn something.' That's the only thing that never
fails. You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may
lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may
miss your only love . . . you may see the world about you devastated
by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser
minds. There is only one thing for it then . . . to learn.
Learn why the world wags and what wags it. That is the only
thing which the mind can never exhaust, never alienate, never be
tortured by, never fear or distrust, and never dream of regretting.
Learning is the only thing for you. Look what a lot of things there
are to learn.' ~ Terence Hanbury White
Friday, February 24, 2012
Morning Ritual . . .
Today I woke late, lapping at the shore of consciousness, unready to
desert my dreams, as I clung to the hidden truths to which they pertain.
I had the luxury of lingering longer amongst the copious pillows that
adorn my bed, and let my body rest as my mind explored the possibilities
of following my heart and the courage required, allowing myself to journey
into the realm of fantasy for a while, pondering reality.
Bravery is something with which I am acquainted, in some areas of my
life, yet in others it is certainly lacking as I struggle with myself
to determine exactly where the fine line between courage and stupidity
is actually located.
I got up eventually, as thoughts of tasks of the day obscured my reverie,
and consoled myself with for a zesty hot café au lait to accompany some
email correspondence. I feel good today, having regained some energy
that has recently been lacking, smiling to myself as I realized a certain
freedom, that had previously alluded me . . . was suddenly encompassing
my spirit. I wonder what gifts we will all leave the world when it's our
time.
Now it is time to address the paperwork that has been waiting patiently
all week, and I will feel so much lighter when it's done, so I'm going
to get on with it.
desert my dreams, as I clung to the hidden truths to which they pertain.
I had the luxury of lingering longer amongst the copious pillows that
adorn my bed, and let my body rest as my mind explored the possibilities
of following my heart and the courage required, allowing myself to journey
into the realm of fantasy for a while, pondering reality.
Bravery is something with which I am acquainted, in some areas of my
life, yet in others it is certainly lacking as I struggle with myself
to determine exactly where the fine line between courage and stupidity
is actually located.
I got up eventually, as thoughts of tasks of the day obscured my reverie,
and consoled myself with for a zesty hot café au lait to accompany some
email correspondence. I feel good today, having regained some energy
that has recently been lacking, smiling to myself as I realized a certain
freedom, that had previously alluded me . . . was suddenly encompassing
my spirit. I wonder what gifts we will all leave the world when it's our
time.
Now it is time to address the paperwork that has been waiting patiently
all week, and I will feel so much lighter when it's done, so I'm going
to get on with it.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Morning café au lait !
'Coffee is real good when you drink it it gives you time to think.
It's a lot more than just a drink; it's something happening. Not as
in hip, but like an event, a place to be, but not like a location,
but like somewhere within yourself. It gives you time, but not
actual hours or minutes, but a chance to be, like be yourself,
and have a second cup.' ~ Gertrude Stein
It's a lot more than just a drink; it's something happening. Not as
in hip, but like an event, a place to be, but not like a location,
but like somewhere within yourself. It gives you time, but not
actual hours or minutes, but a chance to be, like be yourself,
and have a second cup.' ~ Gertrude Stein
Friday, February 17, 2012
Kerouac Coherence
'The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad
to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at
the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing,
but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding
like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue
centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'' ~ Jack Kerouac
to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at
the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing,
but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding
like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue
centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'' ~ Jack Kerouac
Monday, February 13, 2012
Prisms of the Soul
'I believe in a long, prolonged derangement of the senses to attain
the unknown. Our pale reasoning hides the infinite from us. The body
is the soul's prison unless the five senses are fully developed and
open. I consider the senses as the windows of the soul. I think the
highest and lowest points are the important ones. Anything else is
just in between. I want the freedom to try everything. To truly
release my soul.' ~ © Frank Borsellino™
* Uma Thurman & Andy Garcia - 'Jennifer 8' (1992)
the unknown. Our pale reasoning hides the infinite from us. The body
is the soul's prison unless the five senses are fully developed and
open. I consider the senses as the windows of the soul. I think the
highest and lowest points are the important ones. Anything else is
just in between. I want the freedom to try everything. To truly
release my soul.' ~ © Frank Borsellino™
* Uma Thurman & Andy Garcia - 'Jennifer 8' (1992)
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Good Morning !
'Sunrise - There's nothing in the world quite like them.
The mist covered morning, the fragrance of dew, and the sense
of possibility lingering with the song of the sparrow.
People off to work to earn some pay so they can support
their family while others stay at home organizing, preparing
the meal for their return home tired at the end of the day.
Till then though, I'm content listening to the Sparrow and
enjoying the café au lait.' ~ Frank Borsellino™
* Frank Sinatra on set enjoying coffee & a bagel
The mist covered morning, the fragrance of dew, and the sense
of possibility lingering with the song of the sparrow.
People off to work to earn some pay so they can support
their family while others stay at home organizing, preparing
the meal for their return home tired at the end of the day.
Till then though, I'm content listening to the Sparrow and
enjoying the café au lait.' ~ Frank Borsellino™
* Frank Sinatra on set enjoying coffee & a bagel
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