...of the beholder
Reality
"Inspiration does not come like a bolt, nor is it kinetic, energetic striving, but it comes into us slowly and quietly and all the time, though we must regularly and every day give it a little chance to start flowing, prime it with a little solitude and idleness." ~ Brenda Ueland
The beginning of a day but the ending of a season, all while reading an article about gardening and the same.
Extracting
Saw this on Instagram a while ago and liked it so much I took a screen shot of it. Not the first time I've heard this idea, but the graphic was beautiful and the moment right for me to be reminded of this sentiment.
When we look behind anger, we find sadness, a mourning for what isn't but should be. Unable to be burdened with our grief, we lash out. If we can understand, we can, perhaps, find solace instead of anger.
Light in Darkness
Shameful behavior from democrats that made me so angry I wrote to Schumer. Democrats with moral high ground? Not when they do this.
How silly to think the democrats are in any way to blame for the fiasco that is the GOP!
Politics
I just finished an article in the New Yorker about the war in Ukraine, a backstory to the history of the war from the Biden's administration's view, with the principal person for the article being Jake Sullivan. It's one of those articles where me, knowing only so much, is given an in-depth look at how it all occurred.
My conclusion? Damned if you do and damned if you don't, so we'll try to do what they think we can't do, which is do what needs to be done, after considering all perspectives.
To Second Guess (from the outside)
This morning's read from, first on Mississippi's Giant Houseparty, a fun but also sad look at a tradition, was followed by one on a play on Broadway, both from the New Yorker. The ways of the south, the white's, in one with the wills of the south, the Black's, in another. The first early in the magazine and the last, well, the last, they fit together perfectly. Who knew?
But really, a review of a play.