Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Peace

(photo by Hayley Gordon

I haven't wanted to turn the lights on all day. It's dusky out and there are the craziest thunder storms overhead, but something about this lighting brings a peace I'd like to stick around.

My foot's mostly healed and I'm back to surfing. I'm taking a skateboarding lesson tomorrow to try to learn how to fall, because apparently there is an art to it that I don't know about yet. It sounds like something you could easily learn on your own, falling safely, but I still like having teachers sometimes. I like to know how they teach and I like getting to know who they are, plus the awkwardness I worry about when meeting new people easily slips away because you both need each other and there's something specific to talk about.

I think everything you said helped me get better. Thank you. Now knowing that someone I love is very sick, I am comforted by the fact that the loving thoughts of others might carry some weight against illness.

Scott and I have been playing Chicken Foot with Dominoes lately. Next, Mexican Train, but the directions were confusing, so we'll have to give it another try once we take a break from the chicken game. We have this version of Dominoes. Do you know any other fun games to play with them? 

This morning when the thunder was cracking I was looking for peace in my house away from the storm and then I was looking for peace again in the ocean after I got the bad news about sickness and a family friend and then I want peace to find us at night with the TV off and the game out. And I know I just said peace in the same sentence three times, but I'm just going to leave it because it seems to be the word of the day.

Here is a bit of a poem I wanted to share on the subject. I saw it on instagram the other day and I'm still trying to absorb its possible meanings, but the first line is what got me.

THE WANT OF PEACE

by Wendell Berry

All goes back to the earth,
and so I do not desire
pride or excess or power,
but the contentments made
by men who have had little:
the fisherman's silence
receiving the river's grace,
the gardener's musing on rows.

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8 comments:

  1. Oh Devon, I'm so sorry that someone you love is very ill. You are both in my thoughts, I am sending my very best wishes. The poem is beautiful, I shall copy it out. I absolutely love the sentiment, it is one that I passionately believe - happiness is to be found in being content with the little things. I'm sending you a big hug. CJ xx

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  2. It sucks when people we love are ill or hurting, so know you, Scott and your loved one are in my thoughts. I hope things get better on your side of the globe soon, and I hope you find the peace you crave right now. Hugs, as always xx

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  3. i hope that person is getting well soon. and your foot too, of course. i didn't think of it before - lately I never turn on the lights in my home. i only turn on the small lamp so there's only a vague light peeking while i work on my computer at night. now that you mentioned it, i think i, too, feel some sort of peace in that dim light.

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  4. I'm so sorry to hear this, Devon. The poem is beautiful, and I hope peace finds you and your loved ones. Sending you good thoughts across the miles, friend:)

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  5. Thank you everybody! You are awesome and so sweet. Your words are very appreciated.

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  6. I love this post! Glad you're feeling better. It's a gloomy, rainy, dark day here today and I am loving it. The house is clean and warm and it just all feels so cozy and peaceful to me!

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  7. Thunder storms, one of the few things that still make me feel alive.

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  8. That's a beautiful poem and thank you for sharing it. I'm so sorry that someone you love is sick. Sending you all lots of love.

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