"In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you." -Leo Tolstoy
We watched an awesome movie tonight. It was "The Last Station." It was about the last year of Tolstoy's life.
His wife and him lived a life full of such passion. I'm not just talking about 'passionate' passion but passion in their beliefs, their doubts, their anger, and their love.
I think I might make an attempt at War and Peace and Anna Karenina.
This blog is to remind myself, and possibly others, to seek out and celebrate the many under-appreciated and over-looked little things in our lives.
Showing posts with label passion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label passion. Show all posts
Friday, July 9, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Playing ball
For Maggie, our dog, her true passion in life is playing ball.
She usually talks me or Kent into a nice game of ball in the back yard after work. I can’t help but love her love for running back and forth and back and forth and back and forth as fast as she can after a dirty tennis ball.
Look at the sheer exhilaration and happiness and intense speed while she’s in the middle of a ball game!
Tongue hanging out….a smile on her face….not a care in the world….just enjoying what she’s doing right that second and doing it with every bit of energy in her body and every bit of enthusiasm that she has.
Even if I’m not the one playing ball with her, I usually watch her from the deck or through the window just to see pure happiness in its simplest form.
She usually talks me or Kent into a nice game of ball in the back yard after work. I can’t help but love her love for running back and forth and back and forth and back and forth as fast as she can after a dirty tennis ball.
Look at the sheer exhilaration and happiness and intense speed while she’s in the middle of a ball game!
Tongue hanging out….a smile on her face….not a care in the world….just enjoying what she’s doing right that second and doing it with every bit of energy in her body and every bit of enthusiasm that she has.
Even if I’m not the one playing ball with her, I usually watch her from the deck or through the window just to see pure happiness in its simplest form.
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