Author: resolutewoman
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To enjoy life
“If we enjoy the absurdity of life, we will enjoy it more,” write Einar and Jamex de la Torre in the words that accompany their art exhibit at the Philbrook Museum in Tulsa.
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To find meaning
“It’s an absurd thing—life, we try to find meaning,” write Einar and Jamex de la Torre in the words that accompany their art exhibit at the Philbrook Museum in Tulsa.
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The beauty of nature
“Nature is always less gaudy than I remember it,” Hernan Diaz writes in his book Trust. “It has much better taste than I.”
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Friends–normal and abnormal
I have friends who are normal. Friends who are abnormal. Friends who are interesting. Friends who are weird. Friends who are complex. Friends are like flowers—and like weeds, too. “And, weeds are flowers, too,” Winnie-the Pooh once said. “Once you get to know them.” –Joy
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The comfort of friendship
I have been concerned about something recently, but I’ve found that it helps to confide in a friend. As Winnie-the-Pooh once said, “Friendship is a comforting thing to have.” –Joy
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Together from afar
Were they close when they were far apart? More accurately, they were far apart when they were together. In Hernan Diaz’ book Trust, the character Helen writes in her journal, “we learned to be together from afar.”
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Happy Birthday, Jane Goodall
Jane Goodall celebrated her 90th birthday on April 3, 2024. “I’ve spent my life working with and for animals. I was born loving them and wanting to learn about them,” Goodall said. “I’m sure all of you will agree; you can’t spend time with an animal and not know that we are not the only…
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Are we active or passive?
Does what we do make a difference? In his book Trust, Hernan Diaz writes, “Most of us prefer to believe we are active subjects of our victories, but only passive objects of our defeats. We triumph, but it is not really we who fail. We are ruined by forces beyond our control.”
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What is the solution?
H.L. Mencken once said, “For every complex problem, there’s a solution that is simple, neat and wrong.”
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We want to forget
Dallas is erecting a sculpture to honor men and at least one woman lynched in the city between 1853 and 1920. A poem by Tim Seibles is punched into the sculpture’s steel wall. It begins: “These are the things nightmares are made of—ropes, knivers, a torn black face, burning flesh, white mobs, their picnics and…