Rub Some Dirt On It

Clark was tiring of his routine at The Daily Planet. Perhaps it started with his wardrobe, or maybe it was the traffic. Neither of which was as comfortable or expedient as his alternatives. He sized up his opportunities. He didn't really want Perry's job and he could hardly go back to Jimmy's. And then there were the deadlines - because they were daily, and you were only as good as your last contribution to The Planet.

Maybe that was it. Did work provide him with a sense of fulfillment? It wasn't at all clear Clark had ever even written an article.

And the duality of his life only added to its unmanageability. He had created the duality as a solution. Now it seemed only to add to his problems.

Or, maybe it was the Kryptonite. He had to admit, he was powerless over it.

But then his thoughts returned to the people of Metropolis. His peeps had become accustomed to living in a world where truth, justice, and the American way prevailed. Who else would fight for them?

Maybe Atlas would still shrug, but not this day. Clark knew that he still loved his peeps. And with that he suited up, rode the bus to work once again with his spirit lifted.

The Big Blur

Out in the garden...the march of the Grape Hyacinths has begun. They will stand guard over the toadies and the sidewalk for a week or two, and then recede to gather strength for next season.

For spring has come once again to Northern Virginia.

The forsythia, daffodils and Mrs. Incredible's cherry tree have all joined in. Mary the redbud is beginning to show her bright clumps of purple blooms on every branch. We must pay attention, for the transient blooms will help us appreciate the fleeting moments.

Yet seek clarity as we might, we cannot help but see the world through our own personal lenses. Those lenses that started at "I Am Born" and have been finely ground by all that we have lived and learned, to the point that we are convinced we see more clearly than most.

But have you ever noticed how your rear-view lenses seem to work better? How is it that we can look back at our actions, and ask "What the hell was I thinking?" To say nothing of haircuts. What makes you think you aren't living in one of those moments right now?

Clean your lenses and live in the moment. See life as it unfolds before you. For when the time comes to look back over it all, you won't want it to be just a big blur.