The greatest enemy of ordinary daily goodness and joy
is not imperfection
but the demand for some supposed perfection.
Richard Rohr

A nice poem for the weather we are having these days on this island on the edge of Europe. Insight deepens when we resist the urge to prematurely close meaning, allowing complexity to speak in its own time.
How would it be to allow for knowing
and not knowing: allowing room
for the mystery of creating
to be able to wonder softly
without needing to understand everything
to trust in the process, to trust in love
to trust in the mystery and wonder
of the universe
that beats softly wildly
true, all round about us,
that is hidden in the mists in the clouds and the rain
in the wind blowing and the rain lashing down on your window,
reminding you poetically, prosaically
that this is where you are,
on the island, at the edge,
in a place of finding and refinding,
and remembering to remember
the feel of the mist, wind and rain.
John O’ Donohue
It has been well said that no man ever sank under the burden of the day.
It is when tomorrow’s burden is added to the burden of today that the weight is more than a man can bear.
Never load yourselves so, my friends. If you find yourselves so loaded, at least remember this: it is your own doing, not God’s.
He begs you to leave the future to Him, and mind the present.
George MacDonald, 1824 – 1905 Scottish author, poet and Christian minister.