Mythos & Marginalia

2015 – 2025: a decade of days


a daily breath

  • small moments

    Freshly-planted flowers,
    fading daylight, and
    a quiet reminder
    that time is just
    what it is.
    Enjoying small moments
    better prepares you 
    for the big challenges
    that come your way.

  • make up for lost time

    We are human.

    We get things wrong.

    We make mistakes.

    We spend so much of our time 
    reinventing, or attempting, 
    what has been done before.

    We need more time to do
    what we need to do, not
    more time to make up for
    lost time.

  • cloud songs

    It is only after the day, after
    the rain, after the pain,
    that we learn.

    We only learn 
    after we listen. We only learn
    after we have listened about
    truth and injustice.

    We only learn
    after you believe it happened.

  • subtle details

    It is just a moment.

       It’s one of the many moments you will experience throughout the day, if you take the time to notice.

       We move too fast, too often, in our daily life. The places we must go and tasks we must perform — or obligations we are committed to —  tend to overwhelm us. 

       We are ever-conscious of our required duties, but less observant of life as it passes by.

       Take a moment or two, here and there, throughout the day to observe the subtle details. Ignore the demands and observe a few of the little things that may seem unimportant at the time but bring about a small sense of self.

       It is mindful meditation in the simplest form, but it will provide a small shred of balance to this busy life.

       Stop, just for a moment, and look.

       Feel the simple satisfaction that comes with knowing where you are.

  • a reminder of love

    It doesn’t take Fathers Day
    to remind me what I have
    that makes life as sweet as it is.
    I have a daughter, and every 
    day I am blessed.
    I have only one child and know
    not the experience of raising
    a son, or multiple children.
    I know that I could, easily,
    share my love further but, 
    perhaps, am spared the 
    decision on which way, or
    how my attention would be 
    divided. I am blessed.
    Whether it is a daughter, son,
    or any multiple combination
    thereof, I hope you’re reminded
    of the love you are a part of, and
    a love that continues to grow.