Do you have a favorite quote that you return to again and again? What is it, and why does it move you?
“The spirit of a warrior is not geared to indulging and complaining, nor is it geared to winning or losing. The spirit of a warrior is geared only to struggle, and every struggle is a warrior’s last battle on earth. Thus the outcome matters very little to him. In his last battle on earth a warrior lets his spirit flow free and clear. And as he wages his battle, knowing that his intent is impeccable, a warrior laughs and laughs.”
– Carlos Castaneda, A Separate Reality
There it is. The one passage I return to again and again.
Simply put, it resonates with me.
Meanwhile, in other news . . . what’s been going on around here?
Not a whole heck of a lot. I think that is the norm at this site for us. Our lives seem to revolve around our work schedule these days.
Early morning January 1
We are on Day 3 of another three-day rain episode. So far this morning (yes, it really is still morning and I am up early for me these days) we have had rain and sunshine. Currently it is breezy and 73F with overcast skies. A cold front with possible severe storms is supposed to pass through later, and I am soooo ready for more seasonable, cooler temperatures. We may break a record for the high today and then possibly again later in the week for lows.
Weather in The South is bizarre and will take some getting used after being up North for a few seasons.
Meal preparation is a bit tricky these days. By the time we get up and get breakfast (around 1 PM), we usually just are not hungry enough later in the day for a “proper” meal. I try to fix a dinner at least once a week, something that will carry us for a couple of days. We rarely eat together these days just because of our work schedule. I guess I don’t mind not having to plan meals for every evening, but it still feels bizarre and I confess I at times feel a bit guilty. Oh well, screw it. Doing our own thing seems to work for us and I do still cook; we’re just having to go with the flow these days.
We have pretty much been on our own here this week with the New Year’s holiday and staff being on vacation. Even when the crew is here, we are still pretty much on our own, having minimal interaction with them.
These covers were well neatly pulled over the pillows when I went to brush my teeth. Upon return, I saw that Maggie had performed her “turndown service” and was warming the bed for me. See the foot in the air? Her way of saying, “Yes, Momma, I did it, but aren’t I cute?” “Yes, dear Maggie-Mae, you are beyond cuteness. Where exactly am I supposed to sleep?”
This is essentially the same shot as the photo up top, taken this morning around 2 AM. It was the foggiest I have seen here. Really zero visibility.
Wish I had more to report, but the days and nights here are pretty much the same. Thank goodness Dave has his cycling and I have my writing and virtual assistant job. Crazy life, this, but we’re hanging in.
“Kindness is to use one’s will to guard one’s speech and conduct so as not to injure anyone.”
– Oral traditional teaching of the Omaha
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I am a Warrior.