Monthly Archives: June 2021

The Edge of June

sunrisekarateOn the edge of June, at the brink of July, the calendar page is ready to flip. Doing the math I just realized that this year is closer to the end than the beginning now. If June is the 6th month and December is the 12th, we are going past the tipping point and the contents are getting ready to spill out. All of the fluid, all of the angst, all of the coins in the jar, all of that stuff is going to fall out now before it dips back into the well and starts its way back up again. It is pretty early to be thinking so metaphorically. Maybe it’s just another month.

To Be In The Moment

people-singing-around-a-campfire-1200x854It is too easy to overthink a situation and try to figure out all the possible outcomes while a present moment slips away.  My best experiences have happened when I was only aware of what was happening around me, and not concerned about the future or the past.  This morning in my bible I read “you’ll do best by filling your minds and meditating on things true, noble, reputable, authentic, compelling, [and] gracious.”  I took the apostle at his word today, and when I started thinking about things I can’t control I thought “what is true? What is noble? What is reputable, authentic, and compelling?”  My knee jerked and I thought of campfire stories, nostalgic arcade games, and new-found songs.  With a little luck and patience the list will grow, I just need to keep watering it.

Chaos In The Mailroom

BIGGER_mailroomThis is what happens when time gets away from me and I don’t make a blog post for a few days.  My brain turns into a crowded warehouse that starts filling up with unrecorded stories that resemble envelopes stuffed with bills, junkmail, cards, and letters.  I think the nearest woman up there is reaching for one about Hoovie this weekend.  We played pinball, drank beers, and found some cool treasures in the West Bottoms.   

Sunken Sliver

sunken gardensA “sliver of time” seems like a good description of a moment that stays under my skin for awhile.  A good memory is like this.  Unlike a sliver of wood I don’t mind if it stays in there.  We made a trip to Lincoln and Omaha to see Marijo and Andi last weekend.  Jenny and I walked around the Benson neighborhood with Andi, and we walked to the Sunken Gardens with Marijo.  The weather was perfect for walking and making good memories.