Sometimes, we wonder . . .

It's Odin's day . . .

Among the items in the mailbox this morning: a sad reminder that President John F. Kennedy was assassinated on this date sixty years ago in 1963 Dallas, Texas.

The Sacred Hoop … every being is accounted for in The Way of indigenous peoples.

Scientists estimate that 36 per cent of twin pregnancies involve a vanishing twin. Raising one again the question: How individual are we actually individual? What if a person isn’t only something you are, but also something you do? – Helena de Bres writing in Aeon, “Being a Twin.”

And, today is the 124th anniversary of Hoagy Carmichael's birth. The songwriter of Stardust was born on this date in1899 Bloomington, Indiana. My favorite version of Stardust is this one with Willie Nelson and Bradford Marsalis on The Tonight Show (sometime in the '90s … couldn't find the exact date).

The nightingale

Tells his fairytale

Of paradise . . .

Mirror, mirror on the wall . . .

In Tew's day's mailbox . . .

The most obvious, important realities are often the ones that are hardest to see and talk about. – David Foster Wallace, from “This Is Water,” in the commencement address to the graduating class of 2005 at Kenyon College

Today is the birth date of René Magritte. The surrealist pioneer painter was born today in 1898, Lessines, Belgium.

We don’t see things the way they are; we see things the way we are. – unknown (multiple attributions)

The Ponds

Still, what I want in my life
is to be willing to be dazzled —

. . .

I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing—
that the light is everything—that it is more than the sum
of each flawed blossom rising and falling. And I do.

Mary Oliver, in The House of Light. Beacon Press,1992 (later edition). Pulitzer Prize for Poetry

Rain in my shoes . . .

Sol is hiding behind rain clouds this morning in TulseyTown …

Today is the birthday of Sharon Olds. One of my top go-to faves, she was born today in 1942 San Francisco, California– also the year of my own birth. Jus' sayin'

Speaking of poets and rainy days … (ignore youtube ads, just check out Kentucky Rain by Eddie Rabbit’s original)

On a cloudy day in 1863 Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, Abraham Lincoln delivered his now famous brief speech at the dedication of the Soldiers’ National Cemetery.

David Whyte offers us blessings for sound and light.

. . . every hour of the light and dark is a miracle, every cubic inch of space is a miracle . . . Walt Whitman