An Accidental Life

Nothing works out as I plan; Everything turns out different, totally unexpected, beautiful and just perfect. Better than even I could have imagined, or planned. This has been the story of my life. Like if there is an invisible hand guiding me to its bidding. I just do everything with my heart and soul. Where I end up is anyone’s guess. But you can be very sure, its going to be just where I deserved to be, not where I wanted to be.

A blessed life, lucky me.

Do you feel that way?

Devotion

One of his smallest, yet one of his best!

Many, many years ago, my good friend Eileen gave me a copy of “The Poetry of Robert Frost.” This poem caught my eye. I copied it onto an index card and pinned it above my desk. Every time I moved, the card moved with me. Even today, a yellowed card with multiple pin holes, and words in blue-green ink, make me stop and think. I apply it to everything in my life. Like WD-40 for the mind.

Devotion

The heart can think of no devotion
Greater than being shore to the ocean —
Holding the curve of one position,
Counting an endless repetition

~Robert Frost

The really important things in life

I fly to Chicago to fill in for a senior colleague. An excellent opportunity to learn and interact with the national leadership in this new area, which I was chomping at the bit to get into anyway. Great!

But the reason my colleague (and good friend) cannot go, is because his wife and mother of four, is having surgical complications secondary to breast cancer chemotherapy. Not good! Not good at all!

How am I supposed to feel? Very numb. A good time to visit the beautiful and awe-inspiring Balaji Temple in Chicago and thank him for all the things we take for granted.

A Psalm of Life (partial)

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time.

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us then be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

Last 3 verses, A Psalm of Life
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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