“Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others’ faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear.”
― Rumi
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Posts Tagged ‘philosophizing’
As You Are
Posted in Other, Writing, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2025, philosophizing, Thoughts on December 6, 2025| Leave a Comment »
Truth
Posted in Other, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2025, #DefineWaste, philosophizing, Thoughts on October 25, 2025| Leave a Comment »
It’s not that we have a short time to live, but that we waste a lot of it.
— Seneca
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The Prime Directive
Posted in Other, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2024, philosophizing, purpose, Thoughts on April 13, 2024| Leave a Comment »
“Our prime purpose in this life is to help others. And if you can’t help them, at least don’t hurt them.”
— Dalai Lama
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Eleventy-First, with Memories
Posted in Likes, Writing, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2021, 111, birthdays, family, how to remember, memories, philosophizing on May 13, 2021| 3 Comments »
Today would have been my grandfather’s eleventy-first birthday.
Paul Johnson loved golf, travel, photography, his Swedish heritage, fishing, the beach in Florida, women, and a good game of bridge, not necessarily in that order. He and my grandmother married in secret for the usual reasons, then again two years later when he was able to support them both. (She wore a light blue dress, again, for the usual reasons.)
One terrific part of life is that you can choose how you want to look back. When I think of my grandfather, I don’t dwell on the Parkinson’s and how it took so much from him before it finally took his life. I think of his smile as he watched a rocket launch at Cape Canaveral, the heart-felt yet hilarious haircuts he used to give my long-suffering brother, and the way he remembered to call me Princess even after he’d forgotten my name.
He saved sand dollars from the beach, enjoyed hot dogs with sauerkraut and introduced us to tomatoes with sugar, always kept a bag of butterscotch for the grandkiddos, tolerated both hijinks and shenanigans with good cheer, and had the best laugh, right from the belly.
He was a wonderful grandfather.
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