tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11653537.post111637621943829289..comments2023-10-01T08:19:20.537-05:00Comments on anne's chit chat: change is goodAnnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18346589742999431076noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11653537.post-1116648387149390792005-05-20T23:06:00.000-05:002005-05-20T23:06:00.000-05:00Good luck in finding another job and in finding ti...Good luck in finding another job and in finding time to spend with Jake.Jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03342377055845994067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11653537.post-1116614713064832432005-05-20T13:45:00.000-05:002005-05-20T13:45:00.000-05:00Religion Ed,I thank you for your thoughtful words ...Religion Ed,<BR/><BR/>I thank you for your thoughtful words of wisdom and beautiful quotes.<BR/><BR/>Have fun in Chicago...I am sure you can pick up a tall chai there!Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04887809786953640758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11653537.post-1116609099652078912005-05-20T12:11:00.000-05:002005-05-20T12:11:00.000-05:00Change IS overwhelming, nerve-wracking, exciting a...Change IS overwhelming, nerve-wracking, exciting and weird. And, one hopes more often than not, good. As a Libra who weighs options to the point of obsession and indecisiveness, I have taken solace in the oft-quoted letter from German poet Rainer Maria Rilke to a fellow poet. Rilke, who wrote these words when he was a mere 27 years old, said: “I want to beg you, as much as I can, to be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.’’ That’s the patience part. The faith part comes from the hope expressed in a Unitarian hymn I once heard: “I know this rose will open. I know my fear will burn away. I know my soul will unfurl its wings. I know this rose will open.’’ With that, I’m off to Chicago for a time, briefly leaving behind the minutiae of the daily routine for the grandeur of the city. I will, however, miss the wonderful daily routine of a tall chai. P.S. While it is true that putting on a happy face can and does change a little corner of the world immeasurably for the better, being real and honest about one’s life is an even more lasting goodness.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com