“Read a good book, take a long walk, make a new friend.”

Our mom was full of these expressions, this one I heard a lot.  Some others were “Go shit in your hat and punch it!” and “That’s just too damn bad. . . ”  As you can tell, she was a no-nonsense kind of gal.  Had some really tough breaks in life like losing her parents before her teens and my dad when she was 43 with 4 kids, some (me) in diapers.  She often settled back on some of these Depression-era bits of ‘tough love’ wisdom, but she had a good sense of humor and Todd used to make her scream with laughter.

Today I took a long walk with Shanti, the good weather has returned and I went by the local nursery which has recently reopened.  There I made a new friend in Tristan, a three year old who works there with his mom and abuela.  Shanti chased his goat “Loca” and made a regular nuisance of herself, she is underworked.    I’ve also been reading a good book, “Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymous Bosch” by Henry Miller.  I’m enjoying the simplicity of his life in Big Sur  in the mid-50s, the strong sense of community and his haphazard rural art life.    These are not quotes from the book, but attributed to him and seem fitting for this blog and these days:

“Things happen or they don’t happen, that’s all. Nothing is accomplished by sweat and struggle. Nearly everything which we call life is just insomnia, an agony because we’ve lost the habit of falling asleep.”

“I soon learned that one must give up everything and not do anything else but write, that one must write write write.”

“Every man is working out his destiny in his own way and nobody can be of any help except by being kind, generous, and patient.”


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