Hello Readers, Joining in with Day 3 for Becky’s Squares Challenge.
Check out this “bollard” from Key West Florida.
The toughness of the iron, the weathering, and the positioning really spoke to me.
In this next image, we see more of that teal water.
It reminds me of life – and how we stay doing what we do – with our purpose and with strength.
The reflection for today is about what happened 20 years ago.
Did you know that 20 years ago this month (October 2000) our family moved out of Denver, Colorado after having a home there for many years?
It started off as a move to be near family because my mother had a kidney transplant. It led to a complete uprooting, or untying that led to so much newness.
That initial move led to a few other moves – and then in 2003 we settled down in Virginia.
There were a few times (over the years) that we “regretted” ever leaving Denver; however, you know how it is – that can be faulty thinking. That can be “unhelpful” thinking – and anytime “regrets” start sneaking in we are often “assuming” we missed out on something – you know – we ASSUME that the other path would have been an elixir or maybe better. But there is NO WAY to know for sure – and so that is unhelpful thinking. We have to be in the now. We have to release the “coulda, shoulda, and woulda) – adios to those.
Over the years, we have allowed rich contentment to settle in – and so that strength that I feel when I see that iron bollard is like the strength we can all grow into if we keep working on it –
— We can get to having a humble appreciation knowing that we had exactly what we needed for us. We feel this – that we had what our family needed. We had exactly what we needed for us (and love how God works all things together FOR good).
No regrets and I truly would not change
anything “much” if I could go back. haha –
It is about a man who let “living” get in the way with “doing and only reaching goals” -he did not have a single regret from making those wise choices. 🙂
FIDDLER JONES by Edgar Lee Masters __ The earth keeps some vibration going There in your heart, and that is you. And if the people find you can fiddle, Why, fiddle you must, for all your life. What do you see, a harvest of clover? Or a meadow to walk through to the river? The wind’s in the corn; you rub your hands For beeves hereafter ready for market; Or else you hear the rustle of skirts Like the girls when dancing at Little Grove. To Cooney Potter a pillar of dust Or whirling leaves meant ruinous drouth; They looked to me like Red-Head Sammy Stepping it off, to “Toor-a-Loor.” How could I till my forty acres Not to speak of getting more, With a medley of horns, bassoons and piccolos Stirred in my brain by crows and robins And the creak of a wind-mill--only these? And I never started to plow in my life That some one did not stop in the road And take me away to a dance or picnic. I ended up with forty acres; I ended up with a broken fiddle-- And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories, And not a single regret. __
Edgar Lee Masters, (1868 -1950), wrote 39 books and Spoon River Anthology, where Fiddler Jones was taken from. Masters was noted for 243 epitaphs as well. He married twice and eventually stopped working as a lawyer in order to devote more time to writing.
NOT A SINGLE REGRET….
Do you wrestle with regrets? Well maybe now it is time to release that. Untie the knots that might be holding you back.
When we feel a regret mindset creeping in – we say “Ne Regerts” – notice the spelling is different?
Have you ever seen that tattoo that has the mistake with, “No Regerts”
We sometimes say “NO REGERTS” to remind us to be in the now – and it brings a smile every time.
Thanks for reading – and please let me know how you handle regrets (or regerts) 🙂
Care to join in with the Life of B’s squares this month?
Here is some info:
- The theme is KIND
- Take a square photograph and link to one of the daily squares post on Becky’s blog (here)
- Visit others and check out the square galleries