Posts tagged ‘surf’
Gratefulness Is a Bridge
I wonder if gratefulness is the bridge from sorrow to joy, spanning the chasm of our anxious striving. Freed from the burden of unbridled desires, we can enjoy what we have, celebrate what we’ve attained, and appreciate the familiar. For if we can’t be happy now, we’ll likely not be happy when.
– Philip Gulley, Porch Talk
The Question
I don’t know Who — or what — put the question, I don’t know when it was put. I don’t even remember answering. But at some moment I did answer Yes to Someone — or Something — and from that hour I was certain that existence is meaningful and that, therefore, my life, in self-surrender, had a goal.
– Dag Hammarskjöld
Surrender
Every Little Thing We Do Is Important
We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop.
– Blessed Mother Teresa
Thoughts on the Sea – 2
“The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach–waiting for a gift from the sea.”
– Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Waiting for his gift from the sea
Weekly Photo Challenge: From Above
Oakland Bay Bridge – from trail above Dominican University – by the Nike Tower on Gold Hill
And Mark Twain once said,
“Distance lends enchantment to the view.”
Am I to Lose You?
Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by Louisa Sarah Bevington.
Am I to Lose You?
‘Am I to lose you now?’ The words were light;
You spoke them, hardly seeking a reply,
That day I bid you quietly ‘Good-bye,’
And sought to hide my soul away from sight.
The question echoes, dear, through many a night, —
My question, not your own – most wistfully;
‘Am I to lose him?’ – asked my heart of me;
‘ Am I to lose him now, and lose him quite?’And only you can tell me. Do you care
That sometimes we in quietness should stand
As fellow-solitudes, hand firm in hand,
And thought with thought and hope with hope compare?
What is your answer? Mine must ever be,
‘I greatly need your friendship: leave it me.’Source: “Am I to Lose You?” from Poems, Lyrics and Sonnets, by L.S.
Bevington. London: Elliot Stock, 1882.
