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One of my very first ‘real’ jobs was working at Hustler Press, owned by Orval Ricketts. I was a senior in high school in Farmington, New Mexico and Mr. Ricketts was one of the finest men I’ve ever met.
The memories . . .
The goodbyes and the hellos . . .
Mr. Ricketts’ poem, “Looking at Another Year” is in his book of poetry, My Window on the Mesa.
RECIPE FOR A NEW YEAR
Take twelve fine, full-grown months; see that these are thoroughly free from old memories of bitterness, rancor and hate, cleanse them completely from every clinging spite; pick off all specks of pettiness and littleness; in short, see that these months are freed from all the past—have them fresh and clean as when they first came from the great storehouse of Time. Cut these months into thirty or thirty-one equal parts. Do not attempt to make up the whole batch at one time (so many persons spoil the entire lot this way) but prepare one day at a time.
Into each day put equal parts of faith, patience, courage, work (some people omit this ingredient and so spoil the flavor of the rest), hope, fidelity, liberality, kindness, rest (leaving this out is like leaving the oil out of the salad dressing— don’t do it), prayer, meditation, and one well-selected resolution. Put in about one teaspoonful of good spirits, a dash of fun, a pinch of folly, a sprinkling of play, and a heaping cupful of good humor.
HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR, FRIENDS AND FAMILY!
My thoughts – as the Year 2010 comes to an end and we enter 2011 – a Blank Sheet – a New Year – a New Beginning – I’m thinking of the many blessings in my life. Most especially I’m thinking of the people I love and who have shown love to me – as I continue on This Journey.
There are countless folks who have influenced my life and have inspired me to want to be a better person: my husband, parents, children, grandparents, neighbors, friends – and sometimes people I met – perhaps only one time and can’t even name – who gave me inspiration and made a difference in my life.
The marvelous folks in our adult Sunday School Class (the Sharers) immediately come to mind as people who truly Live Life and who enrich mine.
My dear dear friends from childhood and school years and young married life – and now – OLD married life . . . God has truly blessed me with Good People throughout the years.
I am very grateful for all.
Whoever I am, whatever I have become (and am becoming) – in any good way – is mostly because of the influence of people who exhibited love and warmth and caring and who live lives of worth. These folks certainly make me want to be better – in every way. Thanks – to the human angels who have crossed my path and those who continue to bless my life.
God bless you.
You are ever in my prayers.
Looking forward to a New Beginning!
The Year of our Lord
Two Thousand Eleven
A clean slate feels good.
Remember the smell of new tablets and pencils at the beginning of a school year when you were very young?
I’m trying to imagine that now as I begin a New Aimless Blog in 2010.
I’ve been reading and enjoying and meditating on John O’Donohue’s poetry and share with you one about Belonging.
May you listen to your longing to be free.
May the frames of your belonging be generous
enough for your dreams.
May you arise each day with a voice of blessing whis-
pering in your heart.
May you find a harmony between your soul and
May the sanctuary of your soul never become
May you know the eternal longing that lives at the
heart of time.
May there be kindness in your gaze when you look
May you never place walls between the light and
May you allow the wild beauty of the invisible world
to gather you, mind you, and embrace you in