View From My Window: Musings of an Observer of Nature

Observations of the awe and wonder of nature as viewed from my window; and reflections thereupon with respect to my life, both in enhancing its enjoyment and the lessons that are conveyed to me along my spiritual journey.

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Though 62 years of age, I still feel that little girl inside and I indulge her more and more. I don't worry as I once did about "what people will think". I think more about "what I think". I like me and I don't mind admitting it. Yet, I am more humble than when young. I know that I don't know it all. I love life moment by moment. Though in the autumn of my years, I plan to play among fall's leaves rather than sit by the fire in fear of my coming winter. Carpe diem! I have learned, though late in life, some important principles by which to live my life. And in doing so, I experience more and more the joy and contentment life has to offer.

Friday, December 30, 2005

"Hammocking"

Today, I think I'll go hammocking. This is a word I made up, at least to my knowledge Webster has no record of its having been used before; therefore, I consider it "my" word. Hammocking is simply a wonderful activity; well, actually its more of an experience, whereby the hammocker, that's me, gets in comfy clothing, selects a good book, retrieves sunglasses if needed, grabs a comfy pillow, then with all these accoutrements nearby, crawls into a sleeping bag that has been carefully placed into the hammock. Then, by use of the most important item of all, a stick, propels oneself back and forth, lies there in the womb of happiness and hammocks. To hammock is the simple routine of swaying gently back and forth but it can be made more complicated by other activities such as reading, contemplation (this can be as simple as daydreaming or as complicated as trying to understand Einstein's Theory of Relativity) or napping. The latter is perhaps the most difficult; for just as the hammocker is about to drift off, the hammock stops its rhythmic sway, and thus the stick is needed once again and this activity arouses the once drowsy hammocker. So the process of reading or contemplation begins yet again until the heaviness of the lids visits the hammocker yet once more beginning the whole process again. A successful hammocking event; i. e. a nap taken in a hammock in motion, is perhaps one of the most rewarding and fulfilling events in life. Happy Hammocking!

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

You have forever added a delightful, new word to my vocabulary!

Friday, December 30, 2005 3:04:00 PM  

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