Jessica Bibbee

Posts Tagged ‘rock’

20111012

In rumination, tale on 20111012 at 13:14

《Sink or Swim》

This is the story of how a child, a boat, a voice, and a choice found each other:

On some days, the sun shines and the wind blows.

It is on these days that boats float and children dream.

On the breath of the wind, billowing white clouds moved with silent excitement across blue skies and gazed deeply over still blue waters.

Far down below, a Child found a boat, and soon found herself afloat in the boat. But for shame, as the child would soon also find herself in a boat with a leak.

The stillness of the water slowly, but surely, greeted the shell with its silent entrance.

And so the Child did what only the Child could do, and that was to lift the water out again to the expanse of the blue.

Stymied, the Child thought, “I just wanted to go for a sail, but instead, I find myself with water to bail.”

A Voice said to the child, “It seems that would make you a plumber, not a sailor.”

The truth in these words so captivated the Child’s mind that the Child didn’t stop to question from where the voice came, but continued moving the water.

With a sigh, the Child replied, “‘Tis true -but I haven’t a choice, have I? I can only hope to stay afloat. How can I even dream of sailing this boat?”

“Oh, but you do and you can!” said the Voice. “You do have the choice to go overboard or to give up your dream. But, either way, you must abandon the naiveté with which you first boarded this boat.”

In silence, the child continued to empty the water from the proa back into the blue.

“Shall you jump ship and learn to swim? Or shall you give up your dream?”

The Voice waited.

The rhythmic sound of water leaving the boat ceased.

The Child peered into the water, leaning over the edge of the boat. And for the first time, the Child caught sight of her own face in the undulating mirror.

But in doing so, the Child had rocked the boat, to the point that more water threatened to claim its whole. And without thinking, the Child quickly returned to the center of the boat, seeking balance and stability.

The rocking slowed, and the Child at last spoke. “I must lead with my brain, but I must also follow my heart.”

Splash! The boat rocked once more.

And the silence that ensued was followed only by a ripple so large that spread so far, that its waves reached well beyond the limits of her shore.

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20110304

In aphorism, haiku, proverb on 20110304 at 11:44

Fact changes not reality.

Have inner peace or be without peace.

A fool campaigns under another’s name to bear a message want of aim.

《green》
I am the jade mistress
like the rock so hard, my eyes
green with your desire.

《the crush》
a little lass, with
hopeful heart, dared to dream and
so was sweetly crushed.

20110215

In aphorism, proverb on 20110215 at 14:13

The earth that is not moved turns to rock.

20101124

In aphorism, proverb on 20101124 at 18:56

To justify the use of violence against evil is to embitter honey by adding sugar.

Who is bludgeons with a rock is burdened with a rock.

20091027

In aphorism, proverb on 20091027 at 11:37

Apologies are cheap; forgiveness is priceless.

A good apple rarely falls from the bad tree, but many a bad apple can fall from the good tree.

Who rocks the boat is thrown overboard (and had better know how to swim).

There are more than two sides to any coin.

Dust settles where a shadow falls.

20090516

In aphorism, proverb, rumination on 20090516 at 09:19

There is perhaps nothing more humble and stolid as the rock.

20090430

In aphorism, proverb on 20090430 at 10:44

The clearest way to see within is to be without.

There is a time to shine, and a time to let others shine.

The setting of the sun has a silent way of bidding farewell.

And the small root shall overcome even the most stubborn of the big rocks.

A blossom blooms only while the beauty begets and will whither wherever the wind wills.