March 8: Thoughts for the Day

Posted on March 8, 2014 by John Swinburn

Devoting just a few minutes, early in the morning, to productive work around the household is a rewarding way to start the day.  It takes so little effort, yet pays such handsome dividends.

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"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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2 Responses to March 8: Thoughts for the Day

  1. I think. I write. I wish. I wander. says:
    March 8, 2014 at 9:18 pm

    Juan, your words, my friend, are far more valuable to me than mine are to you, I think! You’ve given me a lot to consider with your comments here, but I am too tied up and twisted with my planned move to give them proper attention at this moment; count on me to come back to this, within the week, to say what value they have for me. Count on it!

    I woke this morning to see a lovely wooded scene outside the window, then spent the day looking at houses that might one day be my house. Whirlwinds shape decisions with their swirls!

  2. juan says:
    March 8, 2014 at 11:54 am

    I love these thoughts from you. I love the idea of finding some pithy quote somewhere — in a book or on a blog — and wondering how it applies.

    You are so right, my “Benjamin Franklin-friend.” Most mornings while bearing down on a pot of coffee, I’ll make a list of Needful Things, or what are things that must be gotten or done. I always make sure to place easy things down too, because it quickly yields me a sense of accomplishment. I scratch lines through them as I accomplish each one.

    Today, my list was easy: Organize rooms, vacuum house (including bathroom [because I am losing hair constantly]), buy chlorine, clean pool, do some planting, read several critical reviews on Ibsen’s “A Doll House” and Arthur Miller’s “Death of a Salesman,” then drink some wine and sit in my front yard.

    This morning in preparation for the spring, I planted bulbs of Gladiolas, Tigridia and Sparaxis: What great monikers these flowers have. If I had more children, I would be tempted to give them these names. Imagine a daughter named “Tigridia.” I’m prone to weird, wonderful names. While I call my youngest son “Tio” or “T-Bone,” his actual name is Tiburcio, after my great grandfather. My first son is Vitorio, and my only daughter is named after wife and my mother, Diana Louisa.”

    While names are names, what and who we are is best identified by what we do. Now you and yours are faced with a “great leap.” I envy you!!! New adventures are on your list.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NgDsofnEhLw

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