Saturday, September 15, 2007
it is desired - Saturday, Sept. 15, 2007
today’s Musing written and published from south Calgary, near Fish Creek Park
5C/41F (high 23F), sunny, stiff breeze – Gusta roamed at high speed up around the lagoon and back again, her nose virtually glued to the ground in search of something enticing – no critters in sight
adjusting priorities in mid-life, mid-morning or the middle of a sentence is sometimes an option, sometimes it is required, sometimes it is desired
spectacular Saturday mornings follow spectacular Friday nights like fresh air follows rain, like a nap follows a satisfying meal . . time for talk, time for laughs, time for more talk and to read papers - things we do best we do with the ease of not having to think what is expected because nothing particular is expected – just being is enough, just being there is enough, just a touch is enough
everything is possible, anything I want – anything at all, if I want it badly enough; while some would scoff, I really believe it; of course, becoming a rocket surgeon at this stage of my life is not realistic, but no worries – I don’t want to be a rocket surgeon
“You learn to speak by speaking, to study by studying, to run by running, to work by working; in just the same way, you learn to love by loving.” – Anatole France
I can attest to that . . and would add, ‘to learn to write, write’
I wonder, as time goes along, if I might be able to write a play; I have several notions in my head, and now a new one has floated in; a drama/comedy – a play or a sit-com, about a man and a woman born in the 50’s who met in their 50’s, who tore up the sheets – tearing their new life away from their old, but now they are old . . in their 90’s in the 2040’s, still tearing up the sheets but with personal care attendants helping out, they are almost in traction but not quite yet – some themes about burning candles, burnt toast and burning desire made with the key ingredient that keeps them going – deep love, daily laughs, lotsa hanky-panky and this rule – ‘don’t die on me’ . . and just being there is enough, just a touch is enough
yes, for those who are too sleepy or too thick to read between the lines there is plenty going on between the lines . . you should all be so lucky; some things need lessons, some things we learn as we go
the key is to practice a lot, and often, and that daily laughter thing is important too
gotta run . . need to practice what I preach
Mark Kolke
341,940
202.0
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5C/41F (high 23F), sunny, stiff breeze – Gusta roamed at high speed up around the lagoon and back again, her nose virtually glued to the ground in search of something enticing – no critters in sight
adjusting priorities in mid-life, mid-morning or the middle of a sentence is sometimes an option, sometimes it is required, sometimes it is desired
spectacular Saturday mornings follow spectacular Friday nights like fresh air follows rain, like a nap follows a satisfying meal . . time for talk, time for laughs, time for more talk and to read papers - things we do best we do with the ease of not having to think what is expected because nothing particular is expected – just being is enough, just being there is enough, just a touch is enough
everything is possible, anything I want – anything at all, if I want it badly enough; while some would scoff, I really believe it; of course, becoming a rocket surgeon at this stage of my life is not realistic, but no worries – I don’t want to be a rocket surgeon
“You learn to speak by speaking, to study by studying, to run by running, to work by working; in just the same way, you learn to love by loving.” – Anatole France
I can attest to that . . and would add, ‘to learn to write, write’
I wonder, as time goes along, if I might be able to write a play; I have several notions in my head, and now a new one has floated in; a drama/comedy – a play or a sit-com, about a man and a woman born in the 50’s who met in their 50’s, who tore up the sheets – tearing their new life away from their old, but now they are old . . in their 90’s in the 2040’s, still tearing up the sheets but with personal care attendants helping out, they are almost in traction but not quite yet – some themes about burning candles, burnt toast and burning desire made with the key ingredient that keeps them going – deep love, daily laughs, lotsa hanky-panky and this rule – ‘don’t die on me’ . . and just being there is enough, just a touch is enough
yes, for those who are too sleepy or too thick to read between the lines there is plenty going on between the lines . . you should all be so lucky; some things need lessons, some things we learn as we go
the key is to practice a lot, and often, and that daily laughter thing is important too
gotta run . . need to practice what I preach
Mark Kolke
341,940
202.0
What do you think? Join the discussion - your comments are welcomed - please write.
To subscribe to Mark's Musings daily email distribution, write to musing@maxcomm.ca
©2007 MaxComm Communications, all rights reserved.
