For the last week or so , I have been simultaneously maddeningly uninspired and happily distracted .
In the interest of finding today's entry, libraries have been visited, scouring and poring has been dutifully done; mostly to no avail.
The pressure is always there to find something unique, to present something as yet unheard of, to place in your hands a rough gem that will soon glisten as you turn it over and over in your pocket throughout the day.
These morsels usually present themselves; I do not seek them. But it is starting to appear that my increasing desperation only makes way for their exponential elusiveness.
So instead of today's TT tapping me gently on the shoulder, I have plucked one unceremoniously from the book "Abounding Grace" by M. Scott Peck.
In the section of "Strength", a quote comes from Joseph Joubert.
Monsieur Joubert, a blogger way before his time, was only ever published posthumously. Mostly, he wrote a copious amount of letters and filled sheets of paper and small notebooks with thoughts about the nature of human existence, literature and other topics.
The pressure is always there to find something unique, to present something as yet unheard of, to place in your hands a rough gem that will soon glisten as you turn it over and over in your pocket throughout the day.
These morsels usually present themselves; I do not seek them. But it is starting to appear that my increasing desperation only makes way for their exponential elusiveness.
So instead of today's TT tapping me gently on the shoulder, I have plucked one unceremoniously from the book "Abounding Grace" by M. Scott Peck.
In the section of "Strength", a quote comes from Joseph Joubert.
Monsieur Joubert, a blogger way before his time, was only ever published posthumously. Mostly, he wrote a copious amount of letters and filled sheets of paper and small notebooks with thoughts about the nature of human existence, literature and other topics.
So, in a time where many in our Western world cannot avoid the daily, the hourly, the minute-to-minute onslaught of bad news about our economic climate and its subsequent ill-effects, I encourage you to take a moment of stillness and a deep breath, and focus only on the beauty carried within each and every one of you:
"You will not find poetry anywhere unless you bring some of it with you"
Joseph Joubert (1754-1824)
7 comments:
I love that! Very wise words for our times.
I. Love. That.
Ghandi said something similar, I think..."Be the beauty that you wish to see in the world" or something of that nature. I probably got it all wrong.
And I can completely relate to the problem of what to write, how to inspire and entertain...sigh.
Going up on my bulletin board! Thanks for sharing.
Countess MPM: I ask you, though - will we always refer to these days as "our times"? Gah.
I'd rather be a flapper.
Countess BA: I doubt very much if you got it wrong - you are the quote queen, my dearest!
I read your post yesterday; I so get what you said. But here's what I do know - you just need to keep writing what you write - you are constantly inspiring and entertaining. Constantly.
Countess of Hearts: Does this mean I'm published?
Ahhhh.
I'll just tick that one of my "ToDo" list...
That is a perfect quote, perfectly applied! I, too, feel the incredible pull of the world on me, so much so that my own poetry has gone silent. What kind of life is that? I need to slow down and smell a few roses (the ones I got for my anniversary will do!).
Hope you are doing well, my friend - D
when I bring my poetry sometimes it is in the form of a Haiku. Not everybody gets it (me)thank goodness a few do...........
the traveling b
I would have said the countess of yy but i haven't had much yy lately
Countess D: "I, too, feel the incredible pull of the world on me".
There is such eloquence and poetry, right there.
Countess Buzzy: Haiku, Limerick, Ode - your life is always ALWAYS poetic.
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