My online journal where I share my interests in photography, nature, journaling, fountain pens, bicycling, coffee life, spirituality and the mystery of it all.
A cold front has moved in and brought much-needed moisture but also cold temperatures. The rain began yesterday afternoon then became a mix of rain and snow. Some periods were just snow as you can see in the above image taken from my porch around 4:30 pm. All is well this morning as the snow accumulation was no more than a dusting. But now we live with the cold for the next 36 hours. I’m hoping the mountains received a lot more snow.
They are predicting rain and cold for the rest of the week. Took this image yesterday morning at the Transit Center on my way to coffee.
“I don’t let go of my thoughts,
Byron Katie
I meet them with understanding,
then they let go of me.”
This is a typical scene in most of the industrialized world. I find people are not aware of most things around them. I’m not sure they are aware of the Red-tailed Hawk sitting in the tree across the street. The song of the robins as they announce the rising sun. The chickadee making it’s two-tone high-low call. The squirrels chasing each other in the tree just behind them. Or the photographer taking their photograph. 🙂
“Love is what we are born with. Fear is what we learn. The spiritual journey is the unlearning of fear and prejudices and the acceptance of love back in our hearts. Love is the essential reality and our purpose on earth. To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others, is the meaning of life. Meaning does not lie in things. Meaning lies in us.”
Marianne Williamson
Spring like weather is here. But, this is Colorado so snow can still make an appearance. Buds and blossoms are everywhere. Tulips are making their appearance on campus. Robins and chickadees are singing each morning, making the day start off on the right foot. And, at the end of this day will be a sunset, reminding me how good life is. Hope you have a great day!
No smog in Colorado after yesterday’s winds and gusts up to 45 mph. Had to hang on to my hat. Hoping everyone has a wonderful week.
I do not write novels or technical reports. I leave that to those with the passion and talent to do so. My writings/musings are confined to my daily carry journals. Within the pages are a mix of daily events, a few quotes that resonate with me, my thoughts and questions about life and a book I many have read, dreams of what could still be and letters to the Source within me. It is a creative art form.
All my writing is done in cursive. My journal is always with me, allowing me to make entries wherever I am, the coffeehouses, the library, a restaurant, parks, nature areas and more. Because of that people will see me write. When they realize I write in cursive it draws their interest and curiosity. That is primarily because our cursive writing is almost a lost art in our world of emails, text messages and skypeing. Nor, is it a required part of our school curriculum.
And what is cursive? It is any style of penmanship in which the symbols of the language are written in a conjoined and/or flowing manner, generally for the purpose of making writing faster. The origins of the cursive method is associated with practical advantages of writing speed and infrequent pen lifting to accommodate the limitations of the quill. (Courtesy of Wikipedia)
