Cats will fit in anywhere to get cozy

(Image from ASPCA Facebook site)

Santa may not find them useful, but I find them brilliant.

The (not so strict) Vegan Diet

In my attempts to add something challenging to my daily life, I am going vegan for one month. I can't pinpoint what made me decide, except that a perusal through PETA's website has the power to convert any meat-eater to veganism for at least daylight hours. Cows are kept pregnant all year round? Some enriched sugar is siphoned through charred animal bone? What?!?!

Although I have maintained a pescatarian diet for about three months, it's not easy to go all-out and eat vegan. I started nearly a week ago, and I can't be sure whether the bread I have eaten was devoid of all dairy - in fact, it probably wasn't. But aside from that, I have maintained the diet pretty well. After speaking to a friend who was vegan for a year, I have added a B-complex vitamin and take this and other supplements daily. I've noticed changes in digestion, and am adding more fruits and vegetables to ensure I get the fiber I need. I was eating a lot of cheese prior to this, so although I no longer have that as my go-to snack, it's probably for the best. On the whole, I feel pretty good, and may even take it longer than a month.

But let's get through the month first.



Vegan truffle from Whole Foods.

We should all be so fortunate

"Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away."

Ms. George Eliot, Victorian novelist

The Best Year of Her Life

The Best Year of Her Life by Gerald Locklin

When my two-year-old daughter
sees someone come through the door
whom she loves, and hasn't seen for a while,
and has been anticipating
she literally shrieks with joy.

I have to go into the other room
so that no one will notice the tears in my eyes.

Later, after my daughter has gone to bed,
I say to my wife,

"She will never be this happy again,"
and my wife gets angry and snaps,
"Don't you dare communicate your negativism to her!"
And, of course, I won't, if I can possibly help it,
and of course I fully expect her
to have much joy in her life,
and, of course, I hope to be able
to contribute to that joy --
I hope, in other words, that she'll always
be happy to see me come through the door--

but why kid ourselves -- she, like every child,
has a life of great suffering ahead of her,
and while joy will not go out of her life,
she will one of these days cease to actually,
literally, jump and shriek for joy.



"The Best Year of Her Life" by Gerald Locklin, from Men of Our Time. (c) University of Georgia Press, 1992.

"This is the true joy in life...

"This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish little clod of ailments and grievances, complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy."

George Bernard Shaw (1856–1950)
Irish playwright and critic

A Vitality

There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening

that is translated through you into action,

and because there is only one of you in all time,

this expression is unique.



If you block it,

it will never exist through any other medium

and be lost.

The world will not have it.

It is not your business to determine how good it is;

nor how it compares with other expressions.

It is your business to keep it yours, clearly and directly,

to keep the channel open.



You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work.

You have to keep it open and aware directly

to the urges that motivate you.



Keep the channel open.

No artist is pleased.

There is no satisfaction whatever at any time.

There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction;

a blessed unrest that keeps us marching

and makes us more alive that the others.



Martha Graham to Agnes De Mille as shared to me by Ronald Alexander