Sense And Scentuality

August 7

                        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

cloud songs

         What lies in wait
   behind the dubious distractions?
       Eventualities are as endless as
   intentions.      Brighter days ahead
   if you allow yourself to believe in
                what is not always there.
   It can be.
       Every day is a possibility.


12/27/2024                                                           j.g.l.

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December 23

Mondays are just young Fridays
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I’m like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times 
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
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For almost ten years I’ve been hosting Mythos & Marginalia and, for the most part, I’ve been writing every damn day.

Over the past month, I’ve been working on a redesign of this site, adapting the style for easier access and a more complete viewing experience. There are still tweaks required (I discover more each day) and slight alterations to text and format but, for the most part, the back-end work is nearly complete.

In the process, I’ve had the opportunity to review a decade’s worth of my poetry, photography, essays, and fortune cookie philosophies that have appeared on this page over the months and years gone by. It has inspired me to alter my plans for 2025 and present a new “project” beginning January 1^st. More details soon.

In the meantime, please have a look around. Click on the reformatted archives section near the bottom of the screen or try the ‘search’ selection right below that. The “About” section explains a little more about me and where or what I am (or have been). Feel free to comment as you go, I enjoy keeping in touch.

There is a ‘subscribe’ button down there as well. Many of you have subscribed in the past, but the feature has had issues over the years and the notices simply stopped. Even if your name and email is still on some long-lost mailing list, I’d encourage you to, again, sign up. There will be a newsletter soon; all part of my 2025 project.

Thank you for reading. I hope you find the new format easier to navigate and understand.

11/23/2024. j.g. lewis
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December 21

what is now

Believe in the coming day, the opportunities that will come, and the generations to follow. What is now is not what will be, and all we had is only a shadow of where we were.
Evolution happens, no matter how well, or how poorly, we are prepared. If we have not readied ourselves for the times ahead, we may well gain a more meaningful experience by simply maintaining a spirit open to the expansion and contraction of our lungs, and allowing our eyes to wander
If we only look straight ahead, we will certainly miss out on uncertain wonders, necessary distractions, and our true potential.
Breathe and see what could be, and let others notice exactly what you are.
Celebrate the darkness, and the light, that will guide you through another year.

© 2019 j.g. lewis

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December 26

my wish for peace

How can we speak of peace when war rages in parts of this world, even on Christmas Day?

As unequivocally unjust is the appalling, mean-spirited political propaganda on this side of the ocean; it never ends.

Yesterday, as I did the days before, I repeated, again, my wish for peace.

Today I am left humbled and humiliated.

How can we dream of a world not polarized by hate?

We can only try.

One by one, we can only dream.

Has there ever been a time, in our lifetimes, where peace is more important than it is now?

12/26/2024 j.g.l.

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December 22

Solstice Blessings

In North America, we have come out of the longest and darkness night of the year.

From here on in it only gets brighter.

Deify the light; acknowledge the dim.

Christmas is but a few days away, the high holidays close, and the spirit of the season is building. In all our cultures, there are so many good and wonderful days ahead.

I wish you and your families and friends — those who are close and them far away — everlasting love and community in the days and years to follow.

deep peace

j.g. lewis

12/22/2024

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December 19

speak up

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