Today we will learn how little we know and come to accept it needn’t be so. If we ask for the answers we will find a certain strength. There is depth to our curiosity reflected both in its breadth and length. Thought requires time; thinking generally does. Answers take as much time as we devote to any issue. There is comfort in knowing solutions to the questions that keep us awake.
j.g.l.
We wake to opportunity.
Each day, yet unknown to us, brings possibility. It need not be grand moments that present themselves. It may simply be a heartfelt sigh, a stranger’s smile, or thoughts of words exchanged just yesterday.
All are open to possibility.
What opportunities will you make for yourself today?
Stepping into the day unknowing may heighten both your observance and your perception.
Wake up.
j.g.l.
Layers of winter become more obvious each day. Snow upon cold, rigorous wind heartily blowing every which way. From the north, or the east, another storm threatens.
As unpredictable as unexpected.
The temperatures as such, you try to avoid going outside. At night, even colder, you wonder how you’ll survive.
Polar Vortex hovers, unwelcoming more than unwelcome. Unsettling as it is; depressingly disappointed.
The layers of winter become quite clear, reinforcing the fact that spring is nowhere near.
01/30/2026 j.g.l.
I seem to always trust that things will work out as they are supposed to; that events, occasions or happenings will happen, as they should, and maybe when they should). Naive; perhaps, but it is, hope that motivates my intentions. Optimistic: yes, I suppose I am.
So, when something doesn’t happen (something that should) I am more than not left wondering.
Why? The obvious and easiest question. Was I expecting too much or anticipating what should not have been?
Always with the questions. Infrequently with the answers.
Should I rearrange my positivity or investigate my reality?
Is fate to be queried, or even my beliefs. Do I puzzle the conundrum while I search for some relief?
Do I keep believing? I must. For when you no longer believe, you give up hope. And I refuse to be hopeless.
