Whose foot is on the treadle/That turns the burning stars/Has spun the world half way round/Since last I called/Come down, read more

Whose foot is on the treadle/That turns the burning stars/Has spun the world half way round/Since last I called/Come down, come down.
That stars that in September/Looked through the mournful rain/Now set their sight again/Upon a world half night, half light
Men of distant years have said/That much depends on change of seasons/On solstices and equinox/And they have given reasons.
I disagree./Too much turns on inadvertence/On what seems to be/An accident of hand and knee/A chance sunrise/A glance of eyes.

None of us knows what the next change is going to be, what unexpected opportunity is just around the corner, read more

None of us knows what the next change is going to be, what unexpected opportunity is just around the corner, waiting a few months or a few years to change all the tenor of our lives.

The hardest thing in golf is trying to two-putt when you have to, because your brain isn't wired that way. read more

The hardest thing in golf is trying to two-putt when you have to, because your brain isn't wired that way. You're accustomed to trying to make putts, and when you change that mind-set, your brain short-circuits, especially under pressure.

Times change and we change with them. The stars rule men but God
rules the stars.
[Lat., Tempora read more

Times change and we change with them. The stars rule men but God
rules the stars.
[Lat., Tempora mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis.
Astra regunt homines, sed regit astra Deus.]

It is not necessary to change. Survival is not mandatory.

It is not necessary to change. Survival is not mandatory.

It seldom happens that a man changes his life through his habitual reasoning. No matter how fully he may sense read more

It seldom happens that a man changes his life through his habitual reasoning. No matter how fully he may sense the new plans and aims revealed to him by reason, he continues to plod along in old paths until his life becomes frustrating and unbearable - he finally makes the change only when his usual life can no longer be tolerated.

Change your opinions, keep to your principles; change your leaves, keep intact your roots.

Change your opinions, keep to your principles; change your leaves, keep intact your roots.

It is never too late to become what you might have been. -George Eliot.

It is never too late to become what you might have been. -George Eliot.

Other things may change us, but we start and end with family

Other things may change us, but we start and end with family