We’re heading into 2022 without Betty White and I find that kind of disorienting. Betty White was like family for a lot of us, and learning that she has passed has hit hard.
White was an amazing example of how to live a life. She was brilliant, witty, kind, talented, funny, generous, lively, bold, brave, spunky – just a beautiful individual.
She was just two weeks shy of her 100th birthday, and I guess – like my Dad, who lived to 101 – instead of making me think she was coming to the end of her life, her many years just reaffirmed for me the idea that she would go on living forever. I found myself wiping away tears tonight when I learned I was wrong about this.
I’m sure going to miss her.
Our world is not going to look the same without her in it.
I feel like I’m not done with this one, yet, but I figured I’d post it here for now so I can get on with my day.
A-jumble, a-jabber, agog, and afeared on the lookout for what might come next a cacophony, a galumphing, a grinding of gears – dragged us through it – Egads! What a year!
Everyone will have similes and metaphors galore to express what this gem was for them: Scorched earth; or icy slopes we slip-slided down – not trusting each step that we took. Some of us bided; some of us chided; Some forged ahead by hook or by crook; Some froze in shock and waited to be guided; Some held on as their whole world shook; And some could write an entire book.
Our twenty-twenty was not all bad It brought its share of good, too, lad – It brought us bright rainbows It brought us brave heroes, It showed us who we are and all we had. -Karen Molenaar Terrell
Exciting news! All those who stumble upon this post are the winners of the 2015 year-end prize – a fun-filled new trip around the sun! Yes, that’s right! You, too, will be embarking on an adventure-filled 366 day cruise on board the luxury liner, Earth. With your fellow cruise ship winners, you will travel through the exotic lands of Spring, Summer, and Autumn, until your journey brings you once again back to Winter. New friends, love, laughter, and life-lessons await! Climb aboard and see the new year! (Fine print: Ahem. The management is not, like, responsible for how you choose to use your prize and stuff. What you do with your new trip around the sun is up to you – and that’s maybe the best part of the whole prize!)
Willingness to become as a little child and to leave the old for the new, renders thought receptive of the advanced idea. Gladness to leave the false landmarks and joy to see them disappear, – this disposition helps to precipitate the ultimate harmony.
– Mary Baker Eddy
Little children are expert at leaving the old for the new. They progress from crawling to walking to running to leaping without making any conscious choice to do so. They lay down their toddler toys and graduate to new fun without agonizing over the decision: Does a ten year-old remember the last time she played with her Thomas the Tank Engine, or the last time she she laid down her dolly? Nope. I’m pretty sure not. It wasn’t an event. There weren’t balloons and fireworks and parades for her when she laid down her toddler toys. She just laid them down and cheerfully moved on to something else.
The changes and progress don’t stop with childhood, do they? I mean… we don’t stop learning new things or exploring new ideas or laying down old toys when we hit twenty. Or thirty. Or forty. Or fifty… right?
Every decade holds something new. Heck, every DAY holds something new. None of us have ever lived this day before – none of us have ever lived this MOMENT before – it’s all of it new territory. A new adventure.
What will we do with this new moment? What new adventures will we find in this new year? What new paintings will we paint or songs will we sing? What new books will we read or write? What new places will we see? What new friendships will we make? What new things will we learn?
What new adventure awaits? 🙂
“Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before…” – Philippians 3:13
A Flower unblown: a Book unread:
A Tree with fruit unharvested :
A Path untrod : a House whose rooms
Lack yet the heart s divine perfumes:
This is the Year that for you waits
Beyond Tomorrow s mystic gates.
– Horatio Nelson Power
Flowers and books and harvests, new paths and new friends – 2013 brought me an abundance of all of those things… my Secret Garden gave me flowers like never before; my work brought me wonderful new students and colleagues and adventures; and Goodreads tells me I recorded reading 20 new books – amongst them Over the Edge of the World: Magellan’s Terrifying Navigation of the Globe,The Boys in the Boat, The Boy Who Harnessed the Wind, Born to Run, Biocentrism, Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, Hiroshima, The Aviator’s Wife, Miss Buncle’s Book, and this was the year when I finally discovered Kurt Vonnegut and read his Breakfast of Champions, Sirens of Titan, Slaughterhouse-Five, and Cat’s Cradle.
And now we stand at the threshold of 2014. What new friends await us on the other side of the door? What new paths will we discover? What new adventures? And what new books? I’m looking forward to the discovering… 🙂
canopy of clematis
peonies from the garden
grapes from the garden
jelly from the garden
Seagulls in Bellingham, WA. (photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell)
butterly at Seattle Center
honeybee hive in the hospitable tree
Lincoln City, OR
Lincoln City, OR, Scott and Karen
Lincoln City, OR
Lincoln City, OR
snowshoe trip at Mt Baker
Time is a mortal thought, the divisor of which is the solar year. Eternity is God’s measurement of Soul- filled years. – from Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy
We really have no choice but to progress, you know? You and I can no more go backwards than an oak can become an acorn, or a butterfly a caterpillar. Grow we must.
Years ago I heard a lecture titled “Grow We Must” given by a Christian Science teacher named Harvey Wood. I don’t remember much detail from the lecture anymore – but I do remember Harvey talking about asparagus. He said that just because we can’t see progress in our lives, doesn’t mean progress isn’t happening, and he used asparagus as an example of this – Harvey said that we don’t see the asparagus growing under the concrete in our driveways, but once it starts growing nothing can stop it – it’ll break right through the concrete in its journey upwards. (If you don’t believe this – google “asparagus growing through concrete” and take a gander at the interesting photos that pop up.)
Entering a new year is symbolic of change and progress. We can’t stop 2012 from its relentless march to our doorstep, and why would we want to? Let’s embrace the new and look forward with an expectancy of good towards the future.
A flower unblown, a book unread,
A tree with fruit unharvested;
A path untrod, a house whose rooms,
Lack yet the hearts divine perfumes.
A landscape whose wide border lies
In silent shade ‘neath silent skies;
A wondrous fountain yet unsealed,
A casket with its gifts concealed;
This is the year that for you awaits,
Beyond tomorrow’s mystic gates.