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Daily Duties and Daily Bread

The best things in life are nearest ones: breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you. Daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things in life. 

-Robert Louis Stevenson

Today I give thanks for the path of right before me.

Abraham was examined by three doctors and four nurses; poked twice (port access, blood draw, and a shot); tested for three hours on his cognitive, emotional, and general processing skills; scanned; surveyed; high-fived and hugged warmly. 

Our daily duties are done.

We have given thanks. 

Sunlight is shining down on us as we head south on Lake Shore Drive.

And, our breath can expand a little deeper as the well-being of our precious boy, according to his dear army of a medical team, remains stable on all fronts.

Today, we feel richer than kings.

Peace and thanks…

Go September Gold


As September comes to a close, I’m sure many are feeling a sense of relief due to the harsh content childhood cancer awareness month represents. I’m actually relieved a bit, too because I’ve tried to share on a variety of platforms and very, very few have liked, shared, or followed.

I get it. I remember in my twenties quickly changing the channel on emaciated children because it was much too depressing. But in my forties, my child was diagnosed with cancer, and I couldn’t switch away anymore.

I believe there are positive avenues that could form when awareness initiates prescription drug reform and research funding. But that can’t happen if people are curious at best when it comes to others in need.

I am all about focusing on the good in this world, but I was given imagination and peripheral vision so I could stay aware of sad or scary surroundings even when I’m focused on finding my own peace.


Hope…

The Veiled Coexistence of Mankind and Nature

“Don’t go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.”

-Mark Twain

Nature and politics are forever at odds. Nature does nothing uselessly; whereas the art of politics can only create change when idle authority and active competence collide.

If humanity is going to survive, we must foster the essence of what it means to be human. We are flawed; we are different; but we are connected.

“The world is a dangerous place to live; not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don’t do anything about it.”    -Albert Einstein 

It is only when we speak our individual truths- no matter how harsh or scarred- that those who seek a better world will hear the vital, indigenous voice at its core.

The farther we step from the sanctity of Earth the greater its divide.


Peace and hope for harmony…