Daddy used to say that I threw away opportunities that others would kill for. Little did he know the full extent of my impetuousness .........not only with jobs but with my various admirers whom I would frequently dismiss in a great rage. . ...I didn't know about PMS in those days.
When I quit the Iranian Embassy for the fifth and final time in 1976, a wise woman observed that I had allowed myself to be defeated by pygmies. Strange that when I was a client of Dr. Tamarkin he elicited a dream in which a giant ocean liner was tangled in rope held by Lilliputians.
Today I almost threw away the company of some of the finest people in Ocala, members of a board on which I serve because of an obstinate and controlling old woman. Ann Sperring, before she died, warned me that I was consorting with the wrong people. ..........and not doing what I did best. She was right.
I know I only put some old stuff on this blog today. I have been afraid of returning to this site because I don't think I'll ever again write with the poetry in "Maria Tatiana" which I soon plan to put online.
Meanwhile I share this beautiful poem.
Sir Francis Drake's Prayer (1577). "Disturb, us, Lord..."
Disturb us, Lord, when
We are too pleased with ourselves,
When our dreams have come true
Because we dreamed too little,
When we arrived safely
Because we sailed too close to the shore.
Disturb us, Lord, when
with the abundance of things we possess
We have lost our thirst
For the waters of life;
Having fallen in love with life,
We have ceased to dream of eternity
And in our efforts to build a new earth,
We have allowed our vision
Of the new Heaven to dim.
Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly,
To venture on wilder seas
Where storms will show Your mastery;
Where losing sight of land,
We shall find the stars.
We ask you to push back
The horizons of our hopes;
And to push back the future
In strength, courage, hope, and love."
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