TGSG Note: I wrote this post a few years ago after the loss of a friend. Today would have been his birthday, so naturally my thoughts are drawn to him once again.
Coincidentally, I have never needed to read the words that follow more. In one of life’s rough patches, I find myself almost a stranger to the good these days. But, I am ready to practice what I preach and let my capacity for joy blossom. After all, this ain’t no dress rehearsal. – Bethe
This post is dedicated to the memory of my dear friend, Craig Tufts. He taught me so much about nature and wildlife, and was so full of joy and life. He was a man that knew how to live and to share joy with others — the best sort of man. My thoughts and love are with Jean and his family.
Gather up your telegrams
Your faded pictures, best laid plans
Books and postcards, 45s
Every sunset in the sky
Carry with you maps and string, flashlights
Friends who make you sing
And stars to help you find your place
Music, hope and amazing grace
Maybe what we leave
Is nothing but a tangled little mystery
Maybe what we take
Is nothing that has ever had a name
- Mary Chapin Carpenter
I couldn’t have said it better myself. Slow down. Live your life to the fullest. Laugh until you can hardly breath. Increase your capacity for joy. Enjoy the feeling of the breeze on your face. Focus on experiences and people versus things and labels. Wiggle your toes in the sand and mud. Unplug and PLAY. Jump for joy, and pass it on.
In your pursuit of happiness you have to remember that it’s always there inside of you. Even on days you scarcely believe it possible. Sometimes, you just have to kick off your shoes and look for it.
Now, if you will excuse me, I need to go feel the sun on my face and walk barefoot through the grass.
See ya outside! – The Grass Stain Guru
photo credit: Tawheed Manzoor
