Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

j.g. lewis

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a daily breath...

A thought du jour, my daily breath includes collected and conceived observations, questions of life, fortune cookie philosophies, reminders, messages of peace and simplicity, unsolicited advice, inspirations, quotes and words that got me thinking. They may get you thinking too . . .

Mondays are just young Fridays

I called up a friend on Saturday. 

   I had a question that couldn’t readily be answered by Google, and with my limited knowledge or recollection of the subject matter, I could not satisfy my curiosity.

   It was while I was wondering or trying to figure this all out, that I suddenly had the idea that this certain friend may have an answer, opinion, or perspective I was looking for.

   Now, I hadn’t spoken with this friend for quite some time. She lives in a different city, and while we do keep connected with occasional cards or letters and random comments on Facebook, it has been more than five years since we’ve actually met up in person.

   Still, I felt comfortable enough picking up the phone and making contact.

   I know I surprised her with the call, and her voice was as emphatically cheery as I remembered it to be. I asked the question; we conversed over the intended topic, and I valued her opinion and her recommendations. I expressed my appreciation for her thoughts, and then we went about randomly explaining certain aspects of our lives.

   We spoke of each other’s families, upcoming holiday plans, interests and experiences, relationships, and all the stuff that friends talk about. It was the kind of conversation that seemed to pick up where it left off. We shared, in bits and pieces, what our lives were about in the moment. It is what friends do.

   How one defines a friend — especially in these days where social media uses the term so broadly — is so very subjective. In my phone call Saturday, I realized that his friendship was far more than many others. I am blessed.

   Saturday’s delightful conversation went a lot longer than I imagined it would. It also strengthened a connection that is now more than a decade old. Given that I will soon be moving, and we will soon be in the same city, I am looking forward to experiencing this friendship on a more regular basis.

   A true friend is one you can call up at random, ask questions and have answers provided with clarity and consideration. Friendship recognizes where you are but eliminates the distance.

   Friendship is the type of thing you want more of.

   A friend is more than a name and number in your address book. Friendship allows you to use that number whenever it is needed.

11/25/2024                                                                                                                                            j.g.l.

 

this journey

How do we choose to travel?
What is reliable in the rain?
What is our ultimate destination,
for this time, this journey, or
this day?
We move at the speed of life.
Depending on traffic, others
may chose to follow your path,
but not your direction.

© 2021 j.g. lewis

this season

A little cold, little wet,

a little tired and yet

I am here. Still,

full of wonder.

The morning chill leaves

little to the imagination

and much less

to hope for.

Expected, perhaps, as it

always is, this time, this

season is only what

we ask of it.

11/21/2024                                                                                                                    j.g.l.

I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.

j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.

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Sense And Scentuality

Posted on August 17, 2016 by j.g.lewis // 1 Comment

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                                              Scant silken stream
                                                                        dividing line
                                                                  between reality
                                                                 and sensuality
                                                                                     softly
                                                                    floating upwards
                                                                        filling space
                                                                   between the ribs
                                                                                        inhale
                                                                              sandalwood
                                                                  lavender or patchouli
                                                                                 jasmine
                                                                               at night
                                                                   ease the mind
                                                                           wipe away
                                                                 remains of the day
                                                                             you can’t stop
                                                                                     time
                                                                              but you can
                                                                                 make it
                                                                                    bearable
                                                                                  scent
                                                                    the swiftest route
                                                                              to memory
                                                                               or comfort
                                                                               as you retreat
                                                                                       from
                                                                                  negative forces
                                                                   the essence of the moment
                                                                                        returns
                                                                                         a gentle
                                                                                    equilibrium
                                                                                    meditation
                                                                                   moments
                                                                                  for the self
                                                                                     marginalize
                                                                            negative influences
                                                                                           neutralize
                                                                       behaviours and patterns
                                                                                            creating
                                                                                   an environment
                                                                                              of hope
                                                                                       and awareness
                                                                                strengthen the senses
                                                                                                    soften
                                                                                             your world

                                              ©2016 j.g. lewis

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