Am I a Flower in the Pasture or a Weed in The Garden?

Quotes and Notes #259, July 21

Intricate beauty finds its own home.

Intricate beauty finds its own home.

“You must give everything to make your life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in your imagination.”—Roman Payne—

I see so many wonderful and intricate things in the moving picture that is my mind. But, then, I walk through a neglected field looking for nothing and find a treasure nestled in the overgrown grass—a treasure that, in other places, would be an unwanted weed, but one that belongs here, where I am merely passing through.

I don’t know if anyone saw it, but I shared a smile with the world.
Everything is going to be all right.
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

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Today, Laugh a Little

Quotes and Notes #258, July 20

“A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.”—Anne Bronte—

Laughing in the sunshine is important. It’s almost as important as laughing in the rain. Today, I am going to take whatever comes, sunshine or rain, and just have a good time with it.

And I will share smiles all over my corner of the world

Everything is going to be all right

John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

Happy in the evening sun

Happy in the evening sun

Today I Shall Visit Mr. Clemens

Quotes and Notes #257, July 19

Maybe it's time to visit an old friend.

Maybe it’s time to visit an old friend.

“To sit alone in the lamplight with a book spread out before you, and hold intimate converse with men of unseen generations—such is a pleasure beyond compare.”—Yoshida Kenko, “Essays in Idleness”—

In a pensive moment, the feel and fragrance of an old friend takes me back to other days and other conversations. The author has left something behind just for me. Poe lives! Twain is going to give a lecture tonight, and Proust gives advice on the nature of the perfect gift.

What shall I do on a warm Sunday afternoon? Shall I rocket myself forward into Asimov’s future foundation or would it be more fun to go back in history and see what kind of devilment Doc Holliday is getting into in Tombstone in 1881? I have plenty of coffee.

Wherever I go, I will be sure to share my smile
Everything is going to be all right
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

What’s holding you back?

Quotes and Notes #256, July 18

Bloom and reach for the light

Bloom and reach for the light

“And even if you were in some prison, the walls of which let none of the sounds of the world come to your senses—would you not then still have your childhood, that precious, kingly possession, that treasure-house of memories?—Rainer Maria Rilke—

The climbing vine will find a way. It can, in its way, move large boulders and find passages through tiny cracks in massive walls.

We have light and we have the determination given to us by the optimism of childhood to drive us in our constant reach for the light of happiness.

You can pack up your attitude and carry it with you anywhere. Polish it up and make sure that it is a good one.
Steal a smile from a flower and give it to a stranger
Everything is going to be all right
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

How Far Can I Push My Boundaries?

Quotes and Notes #255, July 17

Why is the fence there? Why is the flower there?  I don't know.

Why is the fence there? Why is the flower there?
I don’t know.

“Don’t ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.”—Robert Frost—

Pushing and expanding our boundaries allows us to discover things, accomplish things, and to gain strength.

At times, our boundaries will involve a fence and we must hesitate while we determine if the fence is protecting us or confining us. We realize that we can go through, over, under, or around the fence—but do we need to examine the consequences?

A caged bird that escapes to the outside world loses the security of nourishment and protection as it gains its freedom. Will it eat or be eaten? Time will tell—but then, creativity is only found outside that cage and on the other side of that fence.

Share a smile
Everything is going to be all right
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

Things Are Not Always What They Seem…

Quotes and Notes #254, July 16

Things are not always as they appear. The beautiful hibiscus flower is actually fancy okra

Things are not always as they appear. The beautiful hibiscus flower is actually fancy okra

“Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!”—L. Frank Baum, “The Wonderful Wizard of Oz”—

The beautiful hibiscus is actually only “fancy okra.” You see a beautiful flower at first glance, but if you compare flowers, buds, and seed buds, you will find the truth. One is food for the body, the other is food for the soul.

Words are like that. Be careful with what you say. Be even more careful with what you hear—and be extremely careful in sharing. Food for the soul is sometimes not particularly nourishing.

But, it’s all right to share a smile
Everything is going to be all right
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

What Treasure is Hidden in the Weeds of Your Mind?

Quotes and Notes #254, July 15

Weed-hidden and lichen-covered memories sometimes come from nowhere.

Weed-hidden and lichen-covered memories sometimes come from nowhere.

“Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things.”—Pierce Harris, Atlanta Journal—

Someone, before the aging effects of the lichen took place, went to a lot of trouble to make an explanatory statement, mount it, and to move an incredibly heavy piece of wood to an old front yard. I could guess that the front yard was not all that old at the time. I found the beam while cleaning and pruning in an overgrown natural area.

I wondered if we can pick the things that stick in our memories. Can we categorize the memories and arrange them in files as they would be in an OCD person’s computer? I think not. I think the memories just roll around in our heads and pop up like puppets at the pull of some incomprehensible string. Oh, well. I still like the idea of finding the remains of a seed that germinated almost five centuries ago.

Share a smile. Someone will remember that your kindness even if they don’t remember your name.
Everything is going to be all right
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

We Received a Gift From the Birds

Quotes and Notes #253, July 14

“You can’t steal a gift. Bird gave the world his music, and if you can hear it you can have it.”—Dizzy Gillespie—

And the birds gave us another gift. For years, we would look at the weeds under the bird feeders. We would pull the weeds and talk about how messy the birds were.

This year we decided that we would allow the weeds to grow. This year we found out that the birds are gardeners and that they were trying to plant a garden for us in return for the delectable seeds. This year, we enjoyed the sunflowers. This year, we understood. As Archie McNalley always said, “One never knows, do one?”

Today, toss out the seeds of a smile and watch them grow and bloom.
Everything is going to be all right
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

The birds planted a garden under their feeder.

The birds planted a garden under their feeder.

Dancing Through the Treetops Like a Happy Breeze

Quotes and Notes, #252, July 13

“Be like a branch of a tree; flex your body to face ‘wind of sorrow;’ flex a little harder to dance in the ‘wind of happiness’.”—Santosh Kalwar—

I watched her dancing and compared her, in my mind, to a weeping willow blowing happily in the wind. She was having fun, lost in the music, and the willow was no longer weeping.

You may watch her, too. Turn on some music, close your eyes, and let her dance through your mind. The music runs through your head as the breeze rustles through the trees, moving, happily dancing.

Share a smile with the muse
Everything is going to be all right
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

Dancing cherry tree

Dancing cherry tree

There’s a Home in Your Mind Where You Don’t Have to Share Your Toys

Quotes and Notes #251, July 12

“I live in my own little world. But it’s ok, they know me here.”—Lauren Myracle—

“The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.”—Maya Angelou, “All God’s Children Need Traveling Shoes.”—

We all need to go home at times. Our true home is a place inside our minds where we will not be bothered and where we don’t ever have to share our toys. Home is not a place, but a feeling of comfort within a set of circumstances. Creativity lives there, also.

Be selfish every now and then—spend some time at home.

Look in the mirror and share a smile with yourself. It will make you giggle.
Everything is going to be all right
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

Even the frogs have a special home

Even the frogs have a special home

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