We all fear what we don’t know… It’s natural… Yet, you were not afraid when Spring became Summer. You were not afraid when Summer became Fall. They were natural changes. Why should you be afraid of the season of death? ~Leo Buscaglia, American author, professor, and motivational speaker
I really must apologize for being so long absent from this wonderful blogging community.
Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is. ~German proverb
I Monkey here.
I ask you, Have you ever seen anything more terrifying than this:
A man would do nothing if he waited until he could do it so well that no one could find fault. ~John Henry Newman, English theologian and poet
Because of the pandemic, I haven’t had a flute lesson in months, and I’ve missed it.
It’s bad enough practicing the same pieces assigned to me back in early March; but knowing that I might have slipped into bad form/habits without somebody to supervise me is worrisome.
There are very few monsters who warrant the fear we have of them. ~Andre Gide, Nobel Prize-winning French author
Perhaps Monsieur Gide never came face to face with THIS:
Mired in darkness,
Gasping for air,
Overpowering tremors,
Haunting memories.
When will it end?
Restless sleep,
Relentless nightmares.
No peace by day,
No calm at night.
Bone-weary exhaustion.
A point of light appears
Far in the distance,
A beacon of hope
Is glimmering.
Hard to stay blue forever.
Taking baby steps
Toward normalcy.
Learning to trust
Through sheer willpower.
Don’t hurt me again.
There is much in the world to make us afraid. There is much more in our faith to make us unafraid. ~Frederick W. Cropp, Presbyterian pastor, United States
On edge.
Alert.
Waiting for
The other shoe to drop.
We tiptoe through Life
Like rabbits.
Afraid
Of what hides in the dark
Or what’s right before us.
Saturated with bad news —
Stormy weather,
Senseless shootings,
Poverty, and disease.
Who put us in charge?
Much remains outside
Our control.
We do the best we can
With what we can
For as long as we can
And leave the rest
To a Higher Power.
Trembling but trusting
Like the rabbits do.
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 