Everybody is a genius, but if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing it is stupid—Albert Einstein
I do not know when I have had happier times in my soul, than when I have been sitting at work, with nothing before me but a candle and a white cloth, and hearing no sound but that
of my own breath, with God in my soul and heaven in my eye.
-- A Poor Methodist Woman, 18th Century
On a poster I had with a picture of a Cat hanging off the rope by one Paw.When you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on. —FDR(maybe)
The fascination that we humans, as poet John Gillespie Magee put it, are able to 'let slip the surly bonds of Earth':
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew—
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
CNN: "Why do you want to be here?... Why do you love being a part of history?
Kid: "We're going back to the **** moon, that's why!"
Sounds like Churchill.Dark and difficult times lay ahead. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy—Albus Dumbledore
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only." -- A Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens
If your husband or partner spends his weekends out in the garage, covered in grease and hunched over some old engine or a rusted-out bike... don’t give him a hard time. Don't nag.
At least you know exactly where he is.
He’s not out looking for trouble, he’s not closing down a dive bar, and he hasn't vanished into thin air.
He’s right there—at home.
Go out there and see him.
Lean into that smell of gasoline and motor oil that he loves so much.
Ask him how the "piece of junk" is coming along—you know, the one he proudly calls his "project".
Bring him a coffee, a cold beer, or whatever he’s into.
Tell him you can see the progress, and that you love the spark in his eyes when he talks about it.
Because tucked away between the rusty parts, the wrenches, and the shop rags, he’s finding his confidence.
That garage is where he finds his peace, his flow, and his sense of purpose.
You have a man who isn't trying to escape his life; he’s a dreamer.
And deep down, he wants you to dream right alongside him.
There will come a day when he’ll swing that door open, look at you, and say:
"Hop on. We’re going wherever you want to go."
So, don't hold him back. Be his biggest fan. Believe in his vision.
And while he’s turning wrenches, don’t forget to keep your own momentum going.
Keep moving forward with your own passions.
Because life doesn’t idle.
It’s meant to be driven.
It describes most times. Despite all the whining, we live in one of if not the most amazing times in all of human history. All but the very poorest of us live lives that kings could never have even dreamed of.It could describe today...