You know how it is....
you're talking with a friend and suddenly.......
at the furthest corner of your mind....comes
Wisp of Remembrance.
It curls itself
slowly around the corner of your thoughts
like the delicate tendrils of a sweet pea
almost like the ghost of a half remembered dream....
while you are still talking
your mind tries to tease the verse to give away a little more of itself
so that you can see whether it really does apply!
Having fluttered in your memory
the few fragments of words are loath to expose themselves further to the light of day
flirt with your memory
until you say something like...
"Do you remember this verse.......?"
At this point
and because you're not sure whether
you've 'got it right'.....
you're taking a chance.........
This is what happened to me a few weeks ago...
I can't even remember the occasion....
but I do remember the verse
I finally nailed it and was able to look it up...
since then I've thought about it a lot...
It was "IF"
(by Rudyard Kipling)
and the little fragment that
seemed to mean such a lot.....
and which I have tried to think and live in these
last few weeks
"If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run
Yours is the earth and all that's in it,"
I feel that.... with this post...
I'm taking a chance with you , my blogging friends...
as I am not showing you........
my glorious Pembrokeshire
nor am I sharing...
the china that I love to use....
This time I am opening up............
and sharing some of myself!!
These last few months
as I have become more housebound
I have started to ask myself
'how fulfilling is my life?'
As a counsellor
both during my training
and when I was training others
I used the Myers/Briggs Personality Types
to enable people to discover more about themselves
and also, when they were trained,
about their clients
as part of a team building exercise
we used it again
and this time I was on the receiving end.
This time I took it, not as I can or could be.......
......but as I am now.
I knew I was really an introvert
but could make myself
Now I decided to look at who I really am
and what I need out of life
As the poem says...
"If you can dream..and not make dreams your master
If you can think..and not make thoughts your aim"
As I am here at home these days...
I am starting to dream again
and get in touch with what I need ....
and what pleases me.
I've been given these flowers I've shown above..
and really enjoy having them in the house
they touch something deep within..
Something to do with
Filling " the unforgiving minute"
Stopping to really look and allow their beauty
to touch a needy place within...
As I arranged them in the vase one broke off
so I found a little vase and went
into the garden
to find a little greenery
to go with it
as I cut a little Pittosporum
and a touch of the Winter Jasmine
I loved its colour against the deep red of the rose
in the winter sunshine......
"What is this feeling
that I have
in this minute
as I enjoy the crispness of a frosty day
the warmth of the winter sunshine
and the birds playing at their feeders....
and I realised.....