Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 247

But I Smile Anyway...

“It is health that is real wealth and not pieces of gold and silver.”

Mahatma Gandhi

Thanks for the reminder, Spidey.

This quote comes at a timely fashion, as the household is battling the coughs and sniffles that the onset of the cold weather tends to bring.

It’s not easy when your Lil Man grows up. Because that means that there are now TWO individuals liable to get MAN FLU!

Yes, yes, I’ve read the articles claiming that MAN FLU is real, but I am so not convinced.

You have a cold, plain and simple. It’s not nice, I get that, but still – MAN UP!

I’ve spent time finding Vicks Vaporub, locating cold medications to ease symptoms, and found a set of tablets, that my 14-year-old can take now as he feels he is too grown up for syrups now. And then furnished the Hubby Dearest with his tablets…

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The Unknowing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Until we accept the fact that life itself is founded in mystery, we shall learn nothing.”  Henry Miller

The Unknowing

Knowing
that one doesn’t know
is the most profound moment,
like seeing through a window,
not to the other side
so much as to see
what was not seen before,
a complete unknowing of
everything and a turning
to the inner compass
awaiting stillness.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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The Adrenaline Rush of Making Decisions – Daily Quote

Jo Hawk

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Sometimes we need to stop, to move forward. It’s difficult to do in our results-driven, 24/7/365, what have you done from me lately, society. Our current culture makes it even more imperative to pause, reflect, and indulge in thoughtful consideration. Rushing headlong into activities provides an adrenaline rush that confirms our existence. It can also be a potential disaster, which changes our lives in unexpected ways.

I am addicted to the thrill of living. Experiencing the highs and lows lurking around every corner is my fuel. I love incorporating these small moments into my writing. I find they are often pivot points which direct and predict our future. By stopping to consider the possibilities, we grant ourselves the luxury of making conscious judgment calls. We put ourselves in control. We determine our trajectory based on thousands of tiny decisions, minor course corrections that place us on a specific path. This is where…

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To Be Whole

Sgeoil

We search to be a flawless entity
but reality is we are
but the sum of pieces
that sometimes fit together
but more often than not–don’t,
we spend our time trying to fix
that which we think is broken,
not until we embrace all the parts
that make us whole will we be
one at peace with our selves.

©Heather Carr-Rowe

V.J.’s Weekly Challenge: Whole

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A Lost Cause ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

Walt's Writings

It’s always there
Reminding me
Taunting me
Haunting me
It controls me
Drains me
It pisses me off
But it doesn’t care
How it affects me
Because it knows
It knows that
There is nothing
I can do about it
It knows
It can’t be cured
It can’t be fixed
I hear it
Laughing at me
Everyday it gets a little worse
But every day I keep going
Hoping
Always hoping

~The Tennessee Poet~

©Walt Page 2019 All Rights Reserved

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Asking For It

Sarah Doughty

“Before you point that accusatory finger
in my direction, remember this:
I never asked for it.”

The sun is setting and I feel the cold seeping into my bones. I feel the life bleeding out of my feet, leeching into the ground. And I stand here, breathing smoke into the sky. Because that’s all I have left to give — pieces of my broken spirit. And that’s all that remains after the vultures picked me apart. So before you point that accusatory finger in my direction, remember this: I never asked for it. I never gave the wrong signals. I didn’t deserve all you forced upon me.

And how could I have known better? I was barely old enough to walk, let alone understand what vile things you wanted from me.

If you wouldn’t blame a child, then why blame the teenager for going to a party? Why blame the…

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