Laine's Blog, Thinking Out Loud

Just Bee...

 

Ahhh, to be a bee, and feel the soft inside of a flower-

 breathe in the heady scent and take the sweet honey home to my queen!

 

 

 

 

Late blooming Cosmos, with Bee!

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Happy Thanksgiving!

 

Grateful as always for the wonders around me!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mexican Sun Flowers, blooming now!

©2023LaineQuinn

 

 

Insist...

 

At the risk of repeating myself,

we really do live in a beautiful world.

 

Nature persists.

In spite of what men do to each other and to the planet

to distract us,

Nature persists.

 

There is beauty and diversity and wonder

all around us.

 

And we,

who are a part of that wonder,

must insist on PEACE.

 

We must revel in the beauty and the possibility of Peace

in our hearts and in the world.

 

 

 

 

 

Sunrise, Vilano Beach September, 2023

2 different days!

 

 

 

I'm Fine, Really!

 

"I'm fine, really."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This man was right next to our table at the very best restaurant in Tihany, Hungary.

He was fine, really.

 

Reprinted from LainesBlog October 2014

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This man was right next to our table at the very best restaurant in Tihany, Hungary.

He was fine, really.

 

Reprinted from LainesBlog October 2014

Are You Real?

 

Mom, is that a real lizard?

 

 

 

 

 

A little levity!

Reposted from LainesBlog September 2012

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Mom, is that a real lizard?

 

 

 

 

 

A little levity!

Reposted from LainesBlog September 2012

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If Life Is But a Dream...

 

 

 

If life is "but a dream,"

then the paradox is

that the only way to realize the Dream,

is to

WAKE UP!

 

 

 

 

 

Spanish moss hanging from the trees in Blue Spring State Park, Florida.

Reprinted from my first year blogging, September, 2012

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If life is "but a dream,"

then the paradox is

that the only way to realize the Dream,

is to

WAKE UP!

 

 

 

 

 

Spanish moss hanging from the trees in Blue Spring State Park, Florida.

Reprinted from my first year blogging, September, 2012

©LaineQuinn 2023

Time...

 

 

 

As I grow older and and can glimpse the end of my days,

there seems to be more time

or time is more expansive somehow.

Although the weeks zoom past with the years,

the present moment is huge! 

 

You realize that you don't have to be in a hurry all the time.

That there is time. That that's all there is is time!

 

Time to smell the roses or listen to a friend - really listen;

time to tend the garden of your soul and spirit,

time for love.

 

Of course, this can happen at any age,

learning to take a step back,

take a beat

and pay close attention.

 

It's grand when we can master this even a little!

 

 

 

 

A rose is a rose!

©Laine Quinn 2023

 

 

 

The Fruits of Summer...

 

 

Delicious sweet watermelon.

A gift from the gods.

(And a friend,

and a farmer in North Carolina!)

Thanks to all, and

to sun and rain and earth,

and to seeds that are so willing to grow.

 

Enjoying the fruits of summer.

 

 

 

 

 

Reposted from Laine's Blog, July 2014

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Delicious sweet watermelon.

A gift from the gods.

(And a friend,

and a farmer in North Carolina!)

Thanks to all, and

to sun and rain and earth,

and to seeds that are so willing to grow.

 

Enjoying the fruits of summer.

 

 

 

 

 

Reposted from Laine's Blog, July 2014

©LaineQuinn2023

Last Chance...

A Last Time For Everything...

 

Last call, last chance
Last song, last dance
Sometimes you just don't know when that's gonna be
Hold me baby, give me a kiss
Like tonight is all there is
Cause there's a last time for everything

 

It's a Brad Paisley song that someone mentioned in a piece I found somewhere,

and it stuck with me.

Can we really cherish our days and nights like it's the last time?

Why not?

This is our life, our time, our blessings,

why not cherish them always?

 

 

"Last Time For Everything", by Brad Paisley.

Sunrise at Vilano Beach, St. Augustine.

Republished from LainesBlog, June 2017

©LaineQuinn2023

Last call, last chance
Last song, last dance
Sometimes you just don't know when that's gonna be
Hold me baby, give me a kiss
Like tonight is all there is
Cause there's a last time for everything

 

It's a Brad Paisley song that someone mentioned in a piece I found somewhere,

and it stuck with me.

Can we really cherish our days and nights like it's the last time?

Why not?

This is our life, our time, our blessings,

why not cherish them always?

 

 

"Last Time For Everything", by Brad Paisley.

Sunrise at Vilano Beach, St. Augustine.

Republished from LainesBlog, June 2017

©LaineQuinn2023

Your Core...

 

 

Is there a part of you that is the essence of who you are?

A part that is not corrupted by the culture that you grew up in

or the family that tortured you one way or the other?

I call it your core.

It is pure, whole, and located just below your heart, deep inside you.

It is incorruptible.

 

It's who you really are.

 

Getting there is a journey of acceptance,

a journey of non-resistance to loving yourself,

warts, craziness, lovliness and all.

 

This core is there all along.

It might take your whole life to uncover it,

but it's there guiding and protecting and loving you,

just as you are.

 

 

 

From the Archives, Laine's Blog, January 16th, 2012

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Is there a part of you that is the essence of who you are?

A part that is not corrupted by the culture that you grew up in

or the family that tortured you one way or the other?

I call it your core.

It is pure, whole, and located just below your heart, deep inside you.

It is incorruptible.

 

It's who you really are.

 

Getting there is a journey of acceptance,

a journey of non-resistance to loving yourself,

warts, craziness, lovliness and all.

 

This core is there all along.

It might take your whole life to uncover it,

but it's there guiding and protecting and loving you,

just as you are.

 

 

 

From the Archives, Laine's Blog, January 16th, 2012

©LaineQuinn2023

Is there a part of you that is the essence of who you are?

A part that is not corrupted by the culture that you grew up in

or the family that tortured you one way or the other?

I call it your core.

It is pure, whole, and located just below your heart, deep inside you.

It is incorruptible.

 

It's who you really are.

 

Getting there is a journey of acceptance,

a journey of non-resistance to loving yourself,

warts, craziness, lovliness and all.

 

This core is there all along.

It might take your whole life to uncover it,

but it's there guiding and protecting and loving you,

just as you are.

 

 

 

From the Archives, Laine's Blog, January 16th, 2012

©LaineQuinn2023

Is there a part of you that is the essence of who you are?

A part that is not corrupted by the culture that you grew up in

or the family that tortured you one way or the other?

I call it your core.

It is pure, whole, and located just below your heart, deep inside you.

It is incorruptible.

 

It's who you really are.

 

Getting there is a journey of acceptance,

a journey of non-resistance to loving yourself,

warts, craziness, lovliness and all.

 

This core is there all along.

It might take your whole life to uncover it,

but it's there guiding and protecting and loving you,

just as you are.

 

 

 

From the Archives, Laine's Blog, January 16th, 2012

©LaineQuinn2023

A Welcome Ordinariness...

 

 

Friends, paddling along together through life's currents.

It's a calm evening and mild in between the storms and troubles.

There's peace and quiet and a kind of welcome ordinariness,

a rightness about things.

 

All's well.

 

 

 

 

Reprinted from LainesBlog May 2013

Two Pelicans in the quiet evening, St. Augustine

©Laine Quinn 2023

 

 

Friends, paddling along together through life's currents.

It's a calm evening and mild in between the storms and troubles.

There's peace and quiet and a kind of welcome ordinariness,

a rightness about things.

 

All's well.

 

 

 

 

Reprinted from LainesBlog May 2013

Two Pelicans in the quiet evening, St. Augustine

©Laine Quinn 2023

 

A Welcome Ordinariness...

 

 

Friends, paddling along together through life's currents.

It's a calm evening and mild in between the storms and troubles.

There's peace and quiet and a kind of welcome ordinariness,

a rightness about things.

 

All's well.

 

 

 

 

Reprinted from LainesBlog May 2013

Two Pelicans in the quiet evening, St. Augustine

©Laine Quinn 2023

 

 

Friends, paddling along together through life's currents.

It's a calm evening and mild in between the storms and troubles.

There's peace and quiet and a kind of welcome ordinariness,

a rightness about things.

 

All's well.

 

 

 

 

Reprinted from LainesBlog May 2013

Two Pelicans in the quiet evening, St. Augustine

©Laine Quinn 2023

 

Hibiscus...

 

 

Hibiscus, the state flower of Hawaii was once commonly called good night at noon

because it blossoms for only a short time!

I like that, "good night at noon!"

Some days are like that.

 

 

 

 

 

From the book Garden Flower Folklore by Laura C. Martin

Blog post from Laine's Blog, May 2012, with permission!

©Laine Quinn 2023

 

 

Make Good Trouble...

 

You Don't Have to Choose Between Happiness and Being Informed

 

We are living in an amazingly beautiful world and when you focus on that more than on the bad news of the day,

you begin to see that as confused and crazy as our civilization is

the world is crazy beautiful!

 

Her beauty is so much vaster and more ancient than all the conceptual dis-information that has been heaped upon the human experience.

You start to find joy in real things. 

The thundering majesty of nature.

That spark of authenticity in people's eyes. The crackle of magic at the water's edge.

Something as simple as a Morning Glory catching the light just right can renew your faith in the universe.

And you learn to live from there.

 

You settle into an understanding that while the suffering and abuses of our world are very real and of immense consequence,

the fact that there is anything at all is immensely more significant than any of our tiny human problems.

The fact that we get to live in these bodies and inhabit these brains and move around on this amazing planet

and perceive it and think thoughts about it is a much, much bigger deal than any of our difficulties.

 

 

So, go ahead and "make good trouble"

but don't forget to see and hear and wonder at all the beauty behind your eyes and in your own back yard!

 

 

 

 

This Blog is mostly from a posting by Caitlin Johnstone on May 12, 2023 and edited and used with her blanket permission to share her work.

I thank her for her bravery and honesty and generosity!

And her husband Tim Foley.

Photos of Morning Glory by Laine!

 

 

 

Clinging Vines...

 

Delicate clinging vines - this is a time when clinging is good.

Good for the vine and the wall benefits too, aesthetically.

Is clinging ever good for us? We humans?

Holding on to that good or bad feeling - joy or anger?

 

Being in the moment is preferred, but if you have to cling,

cling to the things that become more beautiful with your clinging,

like a baby's smile or the best day ever in the water with the  boogie board.

It makes you more beautiful to do that!

 

 

 

 

Clinging vine and wall found in Old St. Augustine, Florida.

(This post is from October 4th, 2011, the first week of Laine's Blog.) 

©LaineQuinn 2023