The Magic of the Cities.

Zen promotes the rediscovery of the obvious, which is so often lost in its familiarity and simplicity. It sees the miraculous in the common and magic in our everyday surroundings. When we are not rushed, and our minds are unclouded by conceptualizations, a veil will sometimes drop, introducing the viewer to a world unseen since childhood. ~ John Greer

Showing posts with label old age. Show all posts
Showing posts with label old age. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

After The Rain



“How old are you?"
"Ten," answered Tangle.
"You don't look like it," said the lady.
"How old are you, please?" returned Tangle.
"Thousands of years old," answered the lady.
"You don't look like it," said Tangle.
"Don't I? I think I do. Don't you see how beautiful I am!”
― George MacDonald


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Friday, February 15, 2013

Emptiness

(iPhoneography)
THE CURRENT CHALLENGE
Fri Feb 15, 2013
This week's challenge:
'Neglected'.


A VALENTINES DAY story! Although a bit long, please read the following inspiring story... It is important for men to remember that, as women grow older, it 
becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping 
as when they were younger. When you notice this, try not to yell at 
them. 

Some are oversensitive, and there's nothing worse than an oversensitive woman. 

My name is Ron. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my 
wife, Carol. When I retired a few years ago, it became necessary for 
Carol to get a full-time job, along with her part-time job, both for 
extra income and for the health benefits that we needed. Shortly 
after she started working, I noticed she was beginning to show her age. I 
usually get home from the golf club about the same time she gets home 
from work 

Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says she has to 
rest for half an hour or so before she starts dinner. I don't yell at 
her. Instead, I tell her to take her time and just wake me when she 
gets dinner on the table. I generally have lunch each day in the 
Men's Grill at the Golf Club, so eating out is not an option in the 
evening.

I'm ready for some home-cooked grub when I hit that door. She used to 
do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. But now it's not unusual 
for them to sit on the table for several hours after dinner. 

I do what I can by diplomatically reminding her several times each 
evening that they won't clean themselves. I know she really 
appreciates this, as it does seem to motivate her to get them done before she 
goes to bed. 

Another symptom of aging is complaining, I think. For example, she 
will say that it is difficult for her to find time to pay the monthly 
bills during her lunch hour. But, boys, we take 'em for better or 
worse, so I just smile and offer encouragement. I tell her to stretch 
it out over two, or even three days. That way, she won't have to rush 
so much. I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then 
wouldn't hurt her any (if you know what I mean). I like to think tact 
is one of my strong points.. 

When doing simple jobs, she seems to think she needs more rest 
periods... She had to take a break when she was only half-finished 
mowing the front lawn. I try not to make a scene. I'm a fair man. I 
tell her to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass of freshly squeezed 
lemonade and just sit for a while. And, as long as she is making one 
for herself, she may as well make one for me, too. . 

I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support Carol. 
I'm not saying that showing this much patience & consideration is 
easy.

Many men will find it difficult. Some will find it impossible!

Nobody knows better than I do how frustrating women get as they get older. 
However, guys, even if you just use a little more tact and less 
criticism of your aging wife because of this article, I will consider 
that writing it was well worthwhile. After all, we are put on this 
earth to help each other.

EDITOR'S NOTE: 
Ron died suddenly on January 31 of a perforated rectum. The police 
report says he was found with a Calloway extra-long 50-inch Big 
Bertha Driver II golf club jammed up his rear end, with barely 5 inches of 
grip showing, and a sledgehammer lying nearby. His wife Carol Anne 
was arrested and charged with murder.

The all-woman jury took only 10 minutes to find her Not Guilty, accepting her defense that Ron, somehow without looking, accidentally sat down on his golf club.


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Thursday, February 23, 2012

Pulse



Nothing is worth more than this day.
~ Goethe
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Thursday, April 28, 2011

Tempus fugit




 
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Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Volunteer



Gardening as a volunteer work in an atrium of a catholic church of rural Mexico.
(Absorbed in his memories, he never noticed someone was sitting there watching  his slow movements)


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Friday, February 18, 2011

Circle

Cuernavaca
Acapulco

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Wednesday, August 12, 2009

The Other Reality


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Monday, May 25, 2009

Free Market


And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.
Abraham Lincoln

[ After 20 years of free market and free trade, ZERO development in our countries and now, a world recession, Neoliberalism, Bah! ]

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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Pulse for Life


… and I will leave. But the birds will stay, singing: and my garden will stay, with its green tree, with its water well. Many afternoons the skies will be blue and placid, and the bells in the belfry will chime, as they are chiming this very afternoon. The people who have loved me will pass away, and the town will burst anew every year. But my spirit will always wander nostalgic in the same recondite corner of my flowery garden.

Y yo me iré. Y se quedarán los pájaros cantando;
y se quedará mi huerto con su verde árbol,
y con su pozo blanco.

Todas las tardes el cielo será azul y plácido;
y tocarán, como esta tarde están tocando,
las campanas del campanario.

Se morirán aquellos que me amaron;
y el pueblo se hará nuevo cada año;
y en el rincon de aquel mi huerto florido y encalado,
mi espiritu errará, nostalgico.

From “El Viaje Definitivo”
( The Definitive Journey )
by Juan Ramon Jimenez.

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Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Paradox


An old woman begging for money to eat, sit on the stairs of a church and the curiosity of the little girl.