Thinking my Thoughts

I’d like people to read my blog because they are interested in learning how this old woman finds her world today, not because they are friends or family but i add my posts on my FB site because I like to see my stats and without FB I would not have many readers, it’s a vanity thing I guess.I will probably need to work harder to keep readers interested if I don’t count on face book to bring readers here. But my goal is to write not to amuse or otherwise entertain…..but it’s fun to see stats on readership, especially readers from different countries that read my words, I’m honored.

I lay here at 5am thinking about painting my kitchen shelf and other more interesting thoughts and ideas on my mind, lost before I could write them down, thoughtful and provoking thoughts if I could remember true,

Bird sounds are distracting me, is it one bird making all that chirping or is it a conversation among early birds? And now they are gone, I guess it was just one giving instructions on their agenda for the day and flew away and now it’s quiet and getting light, the moon has a orange ring around it and the bird is back with follow up chirping,and I hear more birds answering, distracting but in a good nature’s blessings kind of way.

I have a small collection of books that I read when I need to feel inspired . They are Penguin books, in the Great Ideas series.

It is written that throughout history there are books that have changed the world they are books that have enriched lives, inspired debate, dissent, war. They are little 4 x 6 inch books paperback bound in white, they are a pleasure to hold in my hand and I can leave notes and underline thoughts that surprise or enrich my reading. I have 11 of them which makes me think I’ve lost one of them, yes I’m missing Thomas Kemp’s Inner Life. I’ve been carrying these small books around with me for many years and they still look like new because I’ve known that I will someday read them all, someday when I have time to really read and take that knowledge into my life, and finally that time has arrived. Recently I’ve been reading Seneca on the Shortness of Life and as a coincidence I found this article on brain pickings website (which you may like as much as I do)

Here is a quote from Seneca on the shortness of Life.

It is not that we have a short time to live, but that we waste a lot of it. Life is long enough, and a sufficiently generous amount has been given to us for the highest achievements if it were all well invested. But when it is wasted in heedless luxury and spent on no good activity, we are forced at last by death’s final constraint to realize that it has passed away before we knew it was passing. So it is: we are not given a short life but we make it short, and we are not ill-supplied but wasteful of it… Life is long if you know how to use it.

Seneca on Busyness and the Art of Living Wide Rather Than Living Long on Brain Pickings