“We are weighed down, every moment,

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by the conception and the sensation of time. And there are but two means of escaping and forgetting this nightmare: pleasure and work. Pleasure consumes us. Work strengthens us. Let us choose.” — Charles Baudelaire

IMG_0930“How many of us walk around being weighed down by the baggage of our journey? You can’t possibly embrace that new relationship, that new companion, that new career, that new friendship, or that new life you want while you’re still holding on to the baggage of the last one. Let go… and allow yourself to embrace what is waiting for you right at your feet.” — Steve Maraboli

 

 

 

 

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Snowfall in Gilead, Connecticut. Photos compliments of Pete Petersen © 2016

Grumpy

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I blame the rain.

Generally, rain

soothes, restores,

nurtures. But not

when stuck

in the hand

of El Nino, simply sitting,

draped in the grayness

of clouds, laughing heavy

tears as if the light

of the sun was confined

to the pages of nursery

rhymes, as if blue

skies belonged

only to painters, as if

Noah was preparing

his second ark.

Rain—too much, too long,

too cold, too dreary.

It gives me the blahs.

Makes me tired

of being nice.

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Grumpy, photo and poem by Mary O’Connor © 2016

Reprieve

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And still they wait—

157 or more,

gathered before

the soup kitchen door.

Waiting—

for relief

from the chill,

from the brunt of hunger,

from lost promise.

Waiting—

before the shadow of light

that must define

hope

peters out.

Waiting—

to escape

from the wet,

from the dirt and the dark.

Tonight,

tomorrow,

again,

again

and again.

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“Soaked” photo and “Reprieve poem by Mary O’Connor © 2016

“You can always hold my hand if you need to feel steady.”

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“I think I will hold your hand. It’ll make me feel a bit steadier.”

Quote from conversation between Mrs. Hughes, Downton Abbey housekeeper, and Carson, the butler.

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Children on Zanzibar beach. Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2010

“But here’s the thing–no matter how many possessions you have, you never feel secure.

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As soon as you get one thing, there is always something else you ‘need’.” — Karen Kingston

“Give me the discipline to get rid of the stuff that’s not important, the freedom to savor the stuff that gives me joy, and the patience not to worry about the stuff that’s messy but not hurting anybody.” — Vinita Hampton Wright

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Overhead Clutter at the Briny Irish Pub, Fort Lauderdale, Fla., photo by Jan Logozzo © 2016

“At times our lives seem like that of a tranquil island in a sea of chaos.

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The battle is to keep this sea of chaos at bay and not let it wash us away into utter chaos.” — Sanjeeva Ananthan

Kelsey Island, Branford, Conn. Watercolor painting by Mary O’Connor © 2015