Mythos & Marginalia

2015 – 2025: a decade of days


open space

  • another phase, another topic

       Full moon of the other night;

    last night or

                       the one before,

       almost full tonight.

       Little differences day by day,

    incremental changes

             shift our way.

       When suddenly the perfect sphere

       suffers a dent, or a bite.

             Another phase for which

       they do not name,

    a Crescent Moon will often change

             until nothing is there, save

    a New Moon, which you don’t see

           anyway,

           but you will see it soon.

             We mark our days

       by the light of the moon,

    which, realistically, generates none,

    relying instead on far-reaching Sun.

         Another topic any way,

             one to be explored

                   by the light of day. Today.

    ©2018 j.g. lewis

  • Now

     

    Purposefully present.

    Momentarily mindful.

    Now is as good a time as any.

    Attentive.

    In the moment.

    Here.

    Now.

     

    05/19/2024                                                                j.g.l.

  • possibility

    With summer now breaking (finally), our thoughts are given the space to roam.
       The May long weekend often feels like our first taste of the seasons, and summer is, as it has always been, about adventure. Family camping trips, weekends at the cabin, long-distance road travel to faraway places; the memories and examples fill my mind, and summer allows them.
       It is easier to dream, to believe, in summer.
       I look forward to further adventures, and they don’t have to be big. Simply
    climbing on my bike, or setting off in a new direction on my morning walk will suffice..
       What’s holding you back from taking an adventure?
       Do you need a destination? Or is the attempt to find something enough to fulfill this inner need?
       We all need an adventure. It’s probably easier than we think.
       Don’t plan; just go.
       Pack a lunch. If you eat your sandwich under a tree along the way (perhaps in that park you have passed by before), it becomes a picnic. Give yourself time.  Take a book, or your camera or sketchbook. Record the event.
       Couldn’t we all use more picnics?
       Summer is about possibility.
       Life isn’t always a picnic, but perhaps an excuse to have one.

    © 2021 j.g. lewis