Desiderata

I took out the poem book I created when I was thirteen that my brother, Jonas, bound for me, so that I can add my new poem, “Summer” in it. I seldom write poems these days. The last one was about four years ago so my poem book was just sitting where it was for that length of time. I fondly gazed at the cover: the poem, “Desiderata” typed on pretty pink stationery. Reading it again evoked some memories and emotions.
Growing up in the Philippines I can recall two things that radio stations play constantly during Lent (more so during holy week), besides the usual story of Jesus: “Footprints in the Sand” and “Desiderata.” (Radio stations were a staple medium when I was growing up. Not everyone had TVs, but everyone had radios.) These two poems have stuck in my head and have lasting impact on me personally.
Desiderata, I know the words by heart. I can still hear that deep male voice, as if he were God Himself, reading the poem with the background music playing; the radio blasted, being the center of our tiny living room put up on the highest shelf so that its sound can resonate in the entire house. I can still sing the following verse, the only verse that is sung during the entire reading:

“You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.”

It is very uplifting and inspiring. Every time I read it, it gives me a new perspective on life, the world, its people and our Creator. It is a morale booster, I think.
Below is the full text. I hope it will inspire and uplift you like it does me every time I read it.


Desiderata
By Maxx Ehrmann

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

For more info on Desiderata, go to: http://www.fleurdelis.com/desidera.htm

Summer

Summer

Sun. Fun. Cloudless blue skies. Sultry breeze.
Short shorts. Tank Tops. Flip-Flops. Barefeet.
Barbeques. Cookouts. Bonfires. Smores.
Picnics. Camping. Mosquitoes. Bees. Fireflies galore.
Fireworks. Parades. Car Shows. Festivals. Fairs.
Beach. Sand. Pool parties. No cares.
Swimsuits. Goggles. Slip ‘n Slides.
Rummage Sales. Baseball games. Park ‘n Rides.
Corn. Watermelon. Lemonade. Ice cream.
Kites. Bike rides. Chasing butterflies. Daydream.
Green grass. Pretty flowers. Sprinklers.
Tent concerts. Cold beer. Wine Coolers.
Long days. Short nights. Sleeping under the stars...
Sweet, lazy summer days…how painfully short you are!
Sun. Fun. Summer's just begun.
Enjoy it fully before it's gone...

Up North

(Picture: Sunset at Steven's Lake)
We had a full few days up north. We arrived midday on Thursday, which I did not expect Tom to do any work. He and the boys went around the property and made some trails for the ATVs. We stayed up late by the campfire and Tom blasted all the fireworks that we brought from home. The boys had fun with the sparklers. But I was surprised Friday morning when I asked Tom what he was going to do that day as far as working on the cabin. He said he was not going to do anything and consider this a real vacation. I've been accustomed to him just working his butt (pardon me) off every time we go up there that this came as a real surprise to me. Well, when I said that I was not expecting this to be a vacation but another work day, he started working! There's not much to be done anymore, just little things here and there. The main things are finished. So he started doing the baseboards and finished up the trims on the two highest windows. When he finished for the day, we went to Lost Lake where the boys had a blast swimming. Connor and Colin buried each other in the sand while Tommy waded in the shallow water. Then there was a little girl who told her mother that she caught a "swimming slug." Well, that "swimming slug" turned out to be a leech; then she caught another one--yikes! That was really cute (the name the girl gave the leech, not the leech!) Thankfully, none clung to anyone. We went back to the cabin and sat again around the campfire and roasted marshmallows. There were leftover sparklers from the night before so the boys lighted them. This time, Tommy was there to enjoy it and even hold a few!
The following day, Tom did a few more of the baseboards and then we went fishing at Steven's Lake. Tom caught a couple of little blue gills that he tossed back in the water. Connor did not catch any fish though a crayfish clung to his rubber worm bait. Colin did not catch any, either. They were both disappointed as they were looking forward to cooking and eating their catch when we got back. But it was fun to just get out there and do it. The water was really calm and it was very quiet. Tommy broke that silence a few times but in the end, he settled down. It rained on us a little bit but then it came to pass quickly. It was rather late when we got back so we did not have a campfire but went straight to bed.
During the day while Tom was working, the boys rode their ATVs to the point of wrecking the gravel driveway! They both had to repair it with shovels before we left on Sunday. Tommy and I went raspberry picking a few times. I usually ended up taking back to the cabin only a handful for he would eat them as we go. We had a really fun time. I only wish I had my bike and Connor's so we could have ridden them to Halsey Lake. We left Sunday, and as usual, it always feels good to be back home.

Late Night By The Pool

Just got back in from swimming and just sitting by the pool afterward watching the tiki torches burn and the light fountain streaming colorful lights on the water. It's our second late night out by the pool this season but we've never stayed out this late before. We were all swimming until night fell. (For me swimming is so much enjoyable when the sun is hidden behind the clouds with the temperature as warm as it was today.) Then I changed to dry clothes and put Tommy to bed and later went back out with Tom and the older boys to sit by the pool. Tom popped a few firecrackers which the boys enjoyed. The mosquitoes were particularly bad (the boys had a contest of who had the most mosquito bites--yikes!) but after a douse of Off!, they quit bothering us, leaving us to enjoy this sultry summer evening.
I told the boys of how we dealt with mosquitoes in the Philippines: how we would burn the leaves and small branches of a tree called "ipil-ipil" in the afternoons to ward off the mosquitoes and how I think the mosquito repellent coils are made from the same tree; how we burned those coils every night, like the one we burned tonight (Lion-Tiger, mosquito killer--is a popular brand that I remember); how sometimes we would spread vegetable oil on a plate and wait for the mosquitoes to swarm over our heads and just swat them with the oiled plate and how the mosquitoes would stick to that plate and die (then Tom added, "and they eat it" for effect. Both boys went "Ewww"); and how we slept inside mosquito nets for which Tom remarked at how uncomfortable and hot it was to sleep in because he had experienced it when he went to the Philippines.
My mosquito story-telling was cut short by raindrops. So the boys quickly gathered their things to take in the house while Tom and I covered the pool and blew out the citronella candles, mosquito coils and the tiki torches. Ah, what a lovely evening it was! Everyone should sleep good tonight.

Lazy Summer Days

Ah, I love waking up to lazy summer days when the days are long and the nights are short and wake up to the sound of birds chirping outside; when the sunshine seeps through the window urging us to get up; when I don't have a particular thing to do besides usual daily necessities.
I feel like I had a much needed break from the busy holiday weekend. Thank goodness there was no baseball game yesterday. I did have to take Tommy to the doctor for his two-year-old-well-baby-check-up. Tom met us at the doctor's office so he was able to help contain the boys in that tiny space. Other than that, we stayed home all day yesterday.
Today might be different. We have to run errands but at no particular time. I love< not having a schedule to follow right now. The boys are still sleeping and I can take my time on the computer before I have to make breakfast. :o)