Thursday, July 03, 2008
It seems to be raining a lot... but then it usually does through Wimbledon fortnight!
I like to watch the tennis but all we're getting at the moment is quick bursts of matches then re-plays as rain stops play.
It's very frustrating.
Yesterday was all re-plays so I decided to clean out a cupboard in the small bedroom we use as an office-cum-computer room.
Lawks! but that cupboard was full.....mostly genealogy stuff but right at the back I found a cardboard box I had covered in a flowery wrapping paper.
I must have done it way back in the seventies when the kids were little as I remember they covered boxes too, one rainy afternoon when they wanted something to do.
Thats what it says on the side in quite nice calligraphy...we were having calligraphy lessons in school at the time!
Well, yesterday evening was spent going through this box.
I had to wait 'til then as the bedroom resembled a jumble sale so had to be tidied first.
Course I could have just pushed everything back in the cupboard but I resisited the temptation.
So many memories...bits of paper with things written on them.
Nothings really but meaning so much.
Little notes on funny things the children had said, jokes, friend talk and poems and prose I'd written myself or collected 'cos I liked them.
I really enjoyed looking through them.
As I was about to finish I noticed something stuck inside the lid and pulled it out.
It seems very appropriate to our lovely team so I'm going to write it here for you.
It's a Sanskrit Proverb by Kalidasa who was a classical Sanskrit poet from around the 5th century.
It's remarkable how much it is relevant to today.
Look to this day,
For it is life,
The very life of life.
In it's brief course lie all
The realities and verities of existence.
The bliss of growth,
The splendour of action,
The glory of power...
For yesterday is but a dream,
And tomorrow is only a vision.
But today, well lived,
Makes every yesterday a dream of happiness,
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this day.