Saltshakers and Risk Takers

This is what happens when I start thinking about life: I encapsulate my experiences and thoughts into music, poetry, prose, or pithy sayings. Take them for what they’re worth, and don’t forget to pack a salt-shaker.

Things Learned in 2008

1. Honesty seasoned with momentary pain is better than a life wracked by regret.
2. Sometimes, when your heart speaks louder than your head your ears aren’t working.
3. Corollary to #2: When your heart speaks louder than your head, there’s usually a reason.


5 thoughts on “Saltshakers and Risk Takers

    • The heart, like a mage, can cast a shrewd spell
      To trap the unwary, the dreamers, and those who can’t tell
      The truth from the comfort of a self-told lie,
      Which binds those who breathe it, and kills hope with a sigh.
      The mind then, like an anchor, must firmly hold fast
      And plumb the depths of life’s seas so vast
      To secure a treasure whose sparkle ne’er fades,
      And keep her beside him ‘til the end of his days.

      • H says:

        Nice “mindy” analysis thinker!
        I guess mindy is a higher praise than hearty given by you. I wonder what taste a mindy dish would have..

    • Sorry it’s taken so long to answer; I suppose it’s fair to say that I’ve been studying this question for a year or so.

      In the rubric of 1, 2, and 3, I would say exploring issues of the heart requires a stout spirit. Find out why your heart beats so loudly. Then determine find out if it’s beating in time with the tempo of your Savior or not.

      If not, listen to your head. If so, then find out where your heart’s beating is taking you!

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