Sometimes the day to day demands of the domestic feel life-giving and grounding to me. Sometimes they just feel overwhelming. There’s been more of the latter than the former of late over here, which may be why this poem by Estonian poet Jaan Kaplinski reached out and grabbed me.
I feel relief when I read “One can’t keep everything in mind.” It echoes the epiphany of the late great Nora Ephron, a bit of wisdom I return to often, “We can’t do everything.” So some days it’s another attempt at the unfinishable laundry. Others it’s admiring the zinnias and cosmos that bloom so noisily this June.
Happy last week of spring, friends.
“Life is like a ball which one must continually
catch and hit so that it won’t fall.”
