I like to set as the desktop background for my computer
screen an image of whatever my mind is focussing on or thinking through at the
present time.
For a long time I had a
beautiful photo of the interior of Innermost House.
Sometimes I’ve had photos of Amish life (though I've think they've changed the website settings so you can't download them any more).
Most recently I had the picture of St Joseph
that I posted here yesterday. Before
that I had a lovely calligraphy by Thich Nhat Hanh – this one:
Today I have made an image file of a snippet of Rudyard
Kipling’s poetry, and set that as my desktop background:
And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame,
But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They are!
It so perfectly expresses something that feels very
important and basic and essential to me.
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This is a photo of the gaps.
I still have this CD case, and it still is substantially full, but what
I have now is what remains of a severely pruned collection. I gave away two small cases full, and in this
big one there are now many gaps, two of which you can see at the bottom right
here.
Another spork. I was so captivated by them when first I
found them, I bought four in different colours, sure that they would be so useful for us. How wrong can you be?
6 comments:
When I see your gaps, I see how much we have been given and still we are left with much.
I am truly enjoying and deriving a great deal of wisdom from your letting go Pen.
m.
"how much we have been given and still we are left with much"
Exactly so.
It astonishes me continually that just as I think I have got things down to a minimum I discover more things I've purchased that were simply unnecessary.
I commented, and my computer left the internet for a minute, doing the robot word, so don't know if it went through.
Love the Kipling quote. There's a freedom in that.
I have bought so many things hoping they would help our son develop skills, and then not even used them, for varied reasons. Sometimes we buy in hope.
Just got this comment through, friend - whatever you said before went down the black hole to the Place of Hungry Wires x
Tho words of the poem are perfect. A x
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