Today would have been my Dad's birthday! He would have been 74 years old. He never wanted to get older. He somehow knew that he would never make it to "old age". Funny! I no longer see the 70's as being that old.
I was reminded yesterday of how thin this veil of life is. It is like we live in a soapy bubble and our world is with rainbow colors that swirl in it's surface. We are trying to make sense of what we see, but it is all gone so soon. We are racing toward a destination without getting anywhere. While trapped in our little sphere, we drift in the random breezes more or less along with everyone else, yet kept apart at the same time. The most profound moments of our life occur when we become aware of this isolation and accept it.
'For we are mistaken when we look forward to death; the major portion of death has already passed. Whatever years be behind us are in death's hands.' Seneca
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Solo
I t is very common to feel a strong, even urgent, need for solitude and to turn inward after a cardiac arrest . Surviving such a life-alt...
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Darn cold weather! I got up this morning to some cool north breezes. It made me decide to hike rather than bike. Next week I will do the pm ...
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Welcome to planet Earth. The little fellow weighed in at 8lbs 2 oz and 20 inches. I don't think he appreciates the attention he was gett...
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These work weeks seem to pass rather quickly enough. I'd say these weekend nights don't. The time from 8pm till 12mn is SO very long...