Wise Words

Yesterday was a totally yukky day.  Even the courtyard was a mass of ice. I didn't even venture up front where it is always worse. The courtyard is not the greatest scenery to look out upon, and I would love to have trees and flowers, but I think back to the old place and am thankful that I at least have windows now.  I told hubby that this really would have been a rough winter for me if I was still working.  I could only take off so many days.  

This morning they were warning people that it was dangerous and that they should stay in if possible.  Yet, they keep the schools open.  If the kids are kept home, they are marked absent. I never have figured that one out.

But, nonetheless, today is a better day, and I am about to get ready to head to the shelter.  I've been in far too long.  Talk to you all tomorrow.

 

 

 A wise old owl sat on an oak,

The more he saw the less he spoke;
The less he spoke the more he heard;
Why aren't we like that wise old bird?

Edward Hersey Richards

There is a wise being living inside of you. It is your intuitive self.
Focus your awareness into a deep place in your body, a place where
your "gut feelings" reside. You can communicate with it by silently
talking to it, making requests, or asking questions. Then relax,
don't think too hard with your mind, and be open to receiving answers.
They are usually very simple and relate to the present moment,
not the past or the future, and they feel right.

Shakti Gawain

You must learn day by day, year by year, to broaden your horizon. The more things you love, the more you are interested in, the more you enjoy, the more you are indignant about--the more you have left when anything happens.

Ethel Barrymore

The wisdom in the story of the most educated and powerful person
is often not greater than the wisdom in the story of a child,
and the life of a child can teach us as much as the life of a sage.

Rachel Naomi Remen

We do not receive wisdom--
we must discover it
for ourselves, after
a journey through the
wilderness which no one
else can make for us,
which no one can spare
us, for our wisdom is
the point of view from
which we come at last
to regard the world.

Marcel Proust