I try to live a healthy life. I exercise regularly and practice yoga daily. I meditate. I take a vitamin. I eat oatmeal for breakfast, even though it’s rather on the bland side, because I know it’s better for me than a big bowl of Lucky Charms.
But I believe that life is meant to be enjoyed, so I do treat myself sometimes.
I have this vision that after I die, God will call me to His throne. He will look me square in the eye, lean forward, then whisper, “Did you try the pie?”
And I want to be able to answer, “Yes, I did!”
Somewhat sentimental; I’m okay with that.
One of the causes Jacob Riis championed was building playgrounds for New York’s children:
I wanted the sunlight in there, but so that it might shine on the children at play. That is a child’s right, and it is not to be cheated of it. And when it is cheated of it, it is not the child but the community that is robbed of that beside which all its wealth is but tinsel and trash. For men, not money, make a country great, and joyless children do not make good men.
His autobiography, The Making of an American– and all of his books– are in the public domain and may be downloaded from Project Gutenberg, HERE.
“A hippie is supposed to be someone who becomes aware– you’re hip if you know what’s going on. But if you’re really hip, you don’t get involved with LSD and things like that. You see the potential that it has and the good that can come from it, but you also see that you don’t really need it.” ~George Harrison
I’ve never bought into the idea that you have to chemically alter yourself to see reality clearly.
I suppose everyone does what they have to do to clear the windows of perception, but using drugs to achieve it seems kind of like going after a fly with a sledgehammer: you’ll solve the problem, but there’s going to be some collateral damage.
by Brian Andreas (via)
A lot of stuff changes once you figure out
the voices you hear in your head have
no idea what they’re talking about.
If they knew anything at all about
the world, they’d stop in amazement
because why waste all that time
talking when you could be spinning
around & around laughing &
soaking it all in?
This one always cheers me up.
Doonesbury’s homepage is on the web HERE.