Category: Wild Card

A half-dozen unrelated quips

~ Jnana Hodson ~ 2 Comments

Everything is theoretical until it happens to you.

Usually, everyone I see with a tattoo made a mistake.

In my eyes, my grandparents were always old. But now I’m so much beyond where they were.

Everybody’s fucked up. At least consider that as a starting point of observation.

Trying to deal with death before you’re really beginning to understand the mystery of life is out of sequence.

In the meditation of Quaker worship, a place I call the deep water. Only these days, I would also be concerned about sharks below.

Practicing excellence in modest work

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Rather than the big splash – the masterwork, Oscar performance, Pulitzer Prize, MVP sort of thing.

Think of a pastor, crafting sermon after sermon each week.

A woman who found housing for the homeless and then patiently worked them through their finances to point them toward independence.

The big dreams of a novelist or poet page by page that never found a readership, or the correspondent for a local weekly newspaper.

A doctor or nurse. Teacher. Carpenter. Mechanic.

Keep your eye open and the list grows quickly.

It even becomes more impressive than many who have fame.