My friend Clive over at Take It Easy, http://cliveblogs.wordpress.com, has invited me to participate in a three day quote challenge. Here is day 2 for your consideration.
We are deep into the moody twilight of autumn here in New Jersey. A time of the day that is filled with the hoot of the owl, the smell of a fire and a time for melancholy reflection.
The Sound Of Silence by Paul Simon is for the very expression of moody reflection.
“Hello darkness, my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone ‘Neath the halo of a street lamp I turn my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence”
I invite you to come and join me on this pilgrimage to change the world through thankfulness. Perhaps if enough of us join together we can change the negative climate that exists and is overtaking our planet. Together we can move our fellow citizens of to a better, higher and finer place.
At the end of the post you will find a link up frog and I hope you will join me on this venture and once a week write a post and link up to others and share what you are thankful for this week.
I am enchanted by October. I find everything about this month irresistible. The sound and feeling of the crunch of leaves as I walk in the morning, the light that blazes so clear that is reveals all the nuances of the landscape, the vistas filled with oranges and yellows against an impossibly blue sky. Then in the evening the gift of the orange of a blazing harvest moon, with Venus sitting like a diamond next to it accompanied by the smell of the first fires being lit in nearby homes. All of the beauties of this month I give thanks for.
But most of all I give thanks that I am still able to be enchanted by October. For October brought to my family our greatest tragedy. A tragedy I wasn’t sure that I would be able to survive. But I did and we all did. And I give thanks that although my heart will fill with sadness this month, I am still able to be enchanted with October’s beauty.
‘I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.’, Rainbow Rowel
I hope that by writing these posts that we will move together beyond thankfulness into appreciation. Because appreciation for the moments and things for which we give thanks requires us to be mindful of our lives. “Praise with elation, praise every morning, God’s re-creation of the new day.” Eleanor Farjeon from Morning Has Broken.
Thank you for joining me today,
PLEASE ADD YOUR POST AND TOGETHER WE WILL CHANGE THE WORLD.
During my morning walk, I happened to notice a sign advertising a run to benefit HHPTG. The sign reads “Run Like Its Recess”. I thought what a clever idea. Remember how much unbridled fun it was to run around the school yard at recess.
As I kept walking, I couldn’t help but notice that nature was making the landscape a bit messy. Of course, the mind wandered off to how much work is ahead restoring order to our lawns and flower beds.
And then, I stepped into a pile of very dry leaves. What a wonderful crackling noise they made. And how much fun to feel that crunch under my sneaks. The crackle and crunch were so much fun they restored my good humor and reminded me to have some fun and look at life like a child. Children always seem to find the fun in every situation.
“Great artist come and go; They are born and they die: but there is one exception who has been living for thousands of years and still continues new works, new beauties every year; The Autumn!” Mehmet Murat ildon. murataldonquotations.wordpress.com
Go out this weekend and enjoy the tapestry, run like its recess and jump into a pile of leaves. Your soul will thank you.