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.”

Youth is a State of Mind

Quotes and Notes #238, July 8

“Youth is not a time of life, it is a state of mind. It is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions. It is the freshness of the deep springs of life.”—Samuel Ullman—

Peter Pan told me I didn’t have to grow up unless I wanted to. I have listened. I have decided that I shall not dwell on the after-effects of Chemo. I will not allow the residuals of a carpal tunnel operation to cloud my thinking. I have chosen to enjoy not having to tend to an over-abundance of hair on my head.

I have decided to be who I am, to enjoy the memories and to look forward to the balance of my life, no matter what it may hold.

Everything is going to be all right
Share a smile—and maybe a bag of apples. Yes, that will do.
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

Enjoy red today.

Enjoy red today.

Granpa, Why is Forever?…

Quotes and Notes #218, June 16

“A child said ‘What is the grass?’ Fetching it to me with full hands;
How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.”—Walt Whitman, “Song of Myself”—

In our grown up sophistication, it is easy to lose our childhood innocence. Sometimes it is good to go back in the history of our being and to again notice and ask about the unknown. The questions are not to be answered, but added to our feelings of asking, loving, and laughing.

Ask a question as you share a smile today
Everything is going to be all right.
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

"Granpa, why is this called a 'balloon flower?"

“Granpa, why is this called a ‘balloon flower?”

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