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December 10, 2008 by Patsy

Beautiful Foolishness

“Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. The afternoon glow is brightening the bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of the pines is heard in our kettle. Let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things.”
                                             The Book of Tea by Kakuzo Okakura

This weekend I was taking photos of some of the Christmas trees around the house, including this one. I realize these things are “beautiful foolishness” but they make me happy, as do most things that would fall into the “beautiful foolishness” category.

I’ve practically stopped watching the news, which is filled with one story after another about the horrible economy. I think it would be so much better to focus on what’s right with the economy. Wouldn’t it be better if we could all focus on “beautiful foolishness” for awhile?
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Epitaphs for Patsy

In a document she left behind for a good friend, Patsy listed five possible epitaphs that could be used at the time of her passing.

  • ‘Lived Fully. Laughed Loudly. Gave generously. Gone.’
  • ‘Lived, Laughed and Loved. Continuing that elsewhere.’
  • ‘Lived fully every day. No regrets now.’
  • ‘The journey continues It has been magical.’
  • ‘A magical journey so far no regrets.’

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