Progress (even though in small doses with much left to be done, I'm pleased):
- scanning pictures for my brothers
- made 3 Tai Chi classes this week (total of about 4 hours) even if I left early twice
- helped my dad with some cleaning, laundry, etc. on Monday and Friday
- have completed the first stage of my Jan. journal quilt
- worked in short time increments on cleaning sewing room
- got out some books (poetry, The Power of Myth) that speak to the spirit and/or intellect to read in addition to novels and QA magazine
This is a poem that I don't have to look up; I know it by heart (to which many an unfortunate friend can attest if the conversation turns to poetry). It is one of my all time favorites and speaks to the idea of balance which has been a frequent New Year topic.
"Advice to my Son"
by Peter Meinke
The trick is, to live your days
as if each one may be your last
(for they go fast, and young men lose their lives
in strange and unimaginable ways)
but at the same time, plan long range
(for they go slow: if you survive
the shattered windshield and the bursting shell
you will arrive
at our approximation here below
of heaven or hell).
To be specific, between the peony and the rose
plant squash and spinach, turnips and tomatoes;
beauty is nectar
and nectar, in a desert, saves -
but the stomach craves stronger sustenance
than the honied vine.
Therefore, marry a pretty girl
after seeing her mother;
show your soul to one man,
work with another,
and always serve bread with your wine.
always serve wine.