There isn’t anyone I imagine who hasn’t at one time or another yearned to be somewhere else; yearning to do something else with someone else. But as the saying goes, “You is what you is!” and there ain’t no turning back or changing the face of the clock. Though the frequency may not be as great as that particular longing, today marked one of those serendipitous moments when everything goes in the right direction, making one happy to commit willingly to whatever is at hand. Indeed the combined fortuity today of the weather, shopping and driving experience prompted me to rejoice in its currency. As with so many similar calculations many of the incidents were trifling by any account, things like the chance discovery of a cheap but highly workable product for what had been a simmering though negligible idea over the past several years.
The song’s title (“La vie en rose”) can be translated as “Life in happy hues”, “Life seen through happy lenses”, or “Life in rosy hues”; its literal meaning is “Life in Pink.” La Vie en rose (May 1945) is a song by Édith Piaf, with music by Louiguy, Édith Piaf being the lyricist, but not the composer, registered with SACEM.
The context of even the most whimsical craving is always the forced necessity of reality and foreseeability. The descent from the headier atmosphere of a South Pacific adventure or living in a mansion in Beverly Hills is met with less than either dutiful or high-spirited comportment. As you know I am certain, this is the wrong path! Aside from the obvious mistaken affection for money or things, the greater insurrection lies in the incapacity to cherish whatever lot in life we’ve been given. I realize this is for some people an impossible assertion; and, accordingly I respect their anxiety for the moment and the desire to escape. But for the rest of us, there’s no pardon! The axiomatic summary of our being – namely, its immutable essence – is alone sufficient to compel a more positive disposition. If you can’t be happy here, what makes you so certain things will change? Being immutable doesn’t imply being unhappy. As with any gift of Nature we’re bound to embrace what we’ve been given – and to discover the zing and opportunity afforded us.
“A private island in Casco Bay once used as a federal quarantine facility during the last pandemic 100 years ago is now being marketed as a virus-free safe zone for wealthy tourists from New York and Washington, D.C., where they can do most anything — as long as it’s legal.“
“Portland entrepreneur Noah Gordon bought 12 acres on the north end of House Island in November for $4.5 million. He hoped to rent it as a luxury wedding and events venue. But with COVID-19 raging, he’s now offering it as a high-priced pandemic playground for those who can afford it.”