The way the plovers cry goodbye.
The way the dead fox keeps on looking down the hill with open eye.
The way the leaves fall, and then there’s the long wait.
The way someone says we must never meet again.
The way mold spots the cake,
The way sourness overtakes the cream.
The way the river water rushes by, never to return.
The way the days go by, never to return.
The way somebody comes back, but only in a dream.
Mary Oliver died today.
I was sad all day, and why not. There I was, books piled
on both sides of the table, paper stacked up, words
falling off my tongue.
The robins had been a long time singing, and now it
was beginning to rain.
What are we sure of? Happiness isn’t a town on a map,
or an early arrival, or a job well done, but good work
ongoing. Which is not likely to be the trifling around
with a poem.
Then it began raining hard, and the flowers in the yard
were full of lively fragrance.
You have had days like this, no doubt. And wasn’t it
wonderful, finally, to leave the room? Ah, what a
As for myself, I swung the door open. And there was
the wordless, singing world. And I ran for my life.
“It is Winter 2027. What does your life look like? What are you doing? Where are you living? Who are you living with? Do you have pets? What kind of house are you in? Is it an apartment are you in the city are you in the country? What does your furniture look like? What is your bed like? What are your sheets like? What kind of clothes do you wear? What kind of hair do you have? Tell me about your pets, tell me about your significant other, do you have children? do you have a car? Do you have a boat? Talk about your career? What do you want? What are you reading? What are you making? What excites you? What is your health like? Write this one day ten years from now. So one day in the winter of 2027, what does your whole day look like? Start from the minute you wake up, brush your teeth, have your coffee or tea, all the way through until minute you tuck yourself in at night. What is that day like for you? Dream big, dream without any fear. Write it all down. You don’t have to share it with anyone other than yourself. Put your whole heart into it. Write like there is no tomorrow; write like your life depends on it because it does. And then read it, once a year, and see what happens.”
Signed up for a one-month free trial at Lynda x Linked in.
Downloaded Scrivener yesterday and almost completed the draft of the recipe book.
It’s January after all. I’m still in pain. It’s better than yesterday though, or the day before.
How to say no
Wait but why?
- Tools of Titans by Tim Ferriss
- Tribe of Mentors by Tim Ferriss
- Debbie Millman: Design a Life
- Quiet by Susan Cain (started 13 Jan 2019)
- Books from Tim Ferriss’ blog
- The Subtle Art of not Giving a F**k by Mark Manson
- How to change your mind by Michael Pollan
Added on 13 January 2019
- Start with Why by Simon Sinek
Jack (LaLanne) used to say it’s okay to take a day off from working out. But on that day, you’re not allowed to eat. That’s the short way of saying you’re not really allowed to get unfocused. Take a vacation. Gather yourself. But know that the only reason you’re here on this planet is to follow your star and do what the Muse tells you. It’s amazing how a good day’s work will get you right back to feeling like yourself.” Tribe of Mentors
Other ideas: Get the blog up
I have yet to make any resolutions this year. But now that the blog is up, I figure, I’d better jot down some notes on what I’d like to post.
A so-called laser focus is impossible for me, so I’m not even gonna try.
Jump into crow
Pincha mayurasana (video)
Dancer on both sides
Press to straddle (video)
Aerial with Naomi (video)
Split with Catie Brier (video)
Plan to go back to Maad in December, with a list of things to sell
Quilts over the past couple of years
New additions to machines
Calligraphy and lettering
A post to list down all the ideas and recipes please.
2018 World Tour
2017 San Francisco and Los Angeles