Unintended lapses in judgement,
latent mistakes, broken promises,
even common forgetfulness will
leave a hangover.
Dwelling on these impositions or
untimely faults will only delay any
progress you hope to make.
Don’t let yesterday use up too much
of today.
You have tomorrow to consider.
01/03/2026 j.g.l.
It doesn’t take long
for nights to blur
into months
or years,
or beyond.
Fractured thought,
a broken timeline,
then barely
a fragment of
a second,
or
nothing at all.
Do you remember
what was there
before?
Memories often
disappear
just like that.
© 2017 j.g. lewis
From east or west. By
longitude or latitude
we differ, yet we are
the same, depending
on your attitude.
We are connected,
each of us playing a
part in the evolution
of this amazing planet.
Imagine what could
happen if we put aside
our unconscious bias
and worked together.
© 2021 j.g. lewis
Those of us who celebrate the date do so with traditions we adhere to, learn, or create.
Above all else, Christmas is tradition.
It shows itself beyond gifts or cards lined up on the shelf. It is felt more deeply than religion or faith. It is the simple belief that this day is what we were once told.
It keeps us believing.
Tradition is found within a mother’s needlepoint, or a song she sang. Maybe now you do too. It is remembering your sister as a child, as you see her child as she was about that age. This is, and has always been, time marked by family love and lore.
Tradition is in the stories we tell, or told.
Traditions keep us close to what we knew.
However you celebrate, if you celebrate, I wish you a Merry Christmas.
May your memories – the one’s you hold or the ones you make – be as warm, as loving, and as generous as mine.
Deep peace
-j-
We find comfort in the music we choose to listen to, particularly that of this season.
I have a handful of albums from across the musical spectrum that I listen to each year. These are my sounds of the season.
At the top of the list is the soundtrack to a film I grew up watching, but it goes past being a childhood favorite.
I played A Charlie Brown Christmas by the Vince Guaraldi Trio the other night. I’ve owned the album in a couple of different formats and have enjoyed the music as a kid, a teenager, and a full-fledged adult. This album has no boundaries.
I’m sure I will play the album a couple of times over the holidays, the infectious jazz brings me happiness and memories. It reminds me of both childhood and fatherhood.
© 2021 j.g. lewis