Smelling the roses...
Tuesday broke dreary and humid, but not hot, so that’s nice. Very strange to come upstairs at 5:30 and find that it’s still pretty dark out! I’m not very thrilled with that idea, I like long days. Oh well, in a few months it will seem strange that dawn is breaking earlier. Go figure.
I walked up the hill this morning, like I do, during the walk down I noticed that the “mountain” in the distance was shrouded, again, in clouds. It’s amazing to me how we can live around things for so long and not see their beauty. Maybe we just don’t take the time to notice, maybe we’re so caught up in our own little worlds to notice the world or worlds around us. Riding the motorcycle has been great for that. Big D and I were talking about that last night, riding in Vermont versus riding in New York, where he used to ride was pretty congested and up here it’s more of pick a direction and go, it’s not going to be that crowded (save holiday weekends, etc). It’s good to remember to stop and smell the roses or see the mountains or just find a cool place to pull off the road and sit, quiet, look at hills or sun or nothing at all, just notice the world around you.
Went out riding yesterday for a few hours, what a great time. I have to travel to Ottawa tomorrow and I’m thinking of taking the bike, I’ve scratched the whole day off the schedule, for travel, and it just seems to make sense, taking the bike. At the same time, it’s a long ride, weather is unpredictable and well, I’m nervous about a ride like that, to be honest. If I had someone with me, preferably on a second bike, I’d feel better. Oh well.
All in all, things are going well, I’m starting to feel a bit better these days, not as funky as before. I still haven’t had a real good deep conversation for some time. The message from Sunday proved to me that my brain still works, so that’s good. There’s a question on the table about 1 Timothy and caring for widows, I must try to find the context of the passage, etc. Seems a talk with Dr. Stets is in order.
I suppose I’d better get back to work. Tomorrow could/should be a good day of riding/driving, so I better get directions, etc.
BS
I walked up the hill this morning, like I do, during the walk down I noticed that the “mountain” in the distance was shrouded, again, in clouds. It’s amazing to me how we can live around things for so long and not see their beauty. Maybe we just don’t take the time to notice, maybe we’re so caught up in our own little worlds to notice the world or worlds around us. Riding the motorcycle has been great for that. Big D and I were talking about that last night, riding in Vermont versus riding in New York, where he used to ride was pretty congested and up here it’s more of pick a direction and go, it’s not going to be that crowded (save holiday weekends, etc). It’s good to remember to stop and smell the roses or see the mountains or just find a cool place to pull off the road and sit, quiet, look at hills or sun or nothing at all, just notice the world around you.
Went out riding yesterday for a few hours, what a great time. I have to travel to Ottawa tomorrow and I’m thinking of taking the bike, I’ve scratched the whole day off the schedule, for travel, and it just seems to make sense, taking the bike. At the same time, it’s a long ride, weather is unpredictable and well, I’m nervous about a ride like that, to be honest. If I had someone with me, preferably on a second bike, I’d feel better. Oh well.
All in all, things are going well, I’m starting to feel a bit better these days, not as funky as before. I still haven’t had a real good deep conversation for some time. The message from Sunday proved to me that my brain still works, so that’s good. There’s a question on the table about 1 Timothy and caring for widows, I must try to find the context of the passage, etc. Seems a talk with Dr. Stets is in order.
I suppose I’d better get back to work. Tomorrow could/should be a good day of riding/driving, so I better get directions, etc.
BS
posted by blarney stoned at 09:20
2 Comments:
Hey, mister...sounds like you are mulling alot, and remember...everything needs breaks, even our brains. We can't be "on" all the time...we aren't machines. So...give yourself a rest, finish your funk...life will come back to that burned-out brain of yours....
thefuzzmeisterflash
Fuzzmeister,
Thanks for the reminder to take a break. I appreciate it. We're not machines? are you sure? :-)
BS
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