Wilferd Arlan Peterson (1900–95) was born in Whitehall, Michigan and lived most of his life in Grand Rapids, Michigan. He was an American author who wrote for This Week magazine (a national Sunday supplement in newspapers distributed to 13,000,000 readers). For twenty-five years, he wrote a monthly column for Science of Mind magazine. He published nine books starting in 1949 with The Art of Getting Along: Inspiration for Triumphant Daily Living.” Peterson was regarded as “one of the best loved American writers of the 20th century, renowned for his inspirational wisdom and aphoristic wit” by the Independent Publishers Group. His influences include Ralph Waldo Emerson, Henry David Thoreau and Abraham Lincoln, among many others. His contemporaries include Norman Vincent Peale and Dale Carnegie, and current writers and philosophers such as Jack Canfield and Brian Tracy have referred to Peterson’s works. He was married to Ruth Irene Rector Peterson (1921-79). He credits his wife Ruth as being the inspiration for his work (saying that while he “wrote about the art of living, she lived it”), and they collaborated often on producing these inspirational books. (Source: Wiki)
Source: Thank you Perpetua at The Seeker

I needed this – thank you, David.
Me too Julie. Thanks.
No time like the present!
We can’t seem to learn from our past – and can you imagine how much happier we would be if we could just be able to remember to let go..
Yes. Yes. Yes.
I love his concept of taking “minute vacations”. No need for me to sulk anymore about never going on vacation,
Yes, I caught that too…
“The point is that all this is about perspective. Seen in one way, everything offers pleasure. Seen in another, just sorrow and misery…Do you think I was ashamed of anything at all? I was tolerant of everything. I couldn’t damn well lose… It was all about perspective. Nothing in your world has changed or become an urgent problem except for the way you saw it.
~ Karl Ove Knausgaard (My Struggle: Book 2: A Man In Love. P482)
He makes it sound so easy. Tolerant of everything is so hard for me, especially when it’s related to pig-headed politicians who don’t listen to the electorate and just steam ahead oblivious of what they’re doing to the environment, or how they’re impacting upon the quality of people’s lives.
It is so good to concentrate on the flowers and birds and butterflies, if they’re still there to concentrate upon.
So true Sarah. Let’s hope they are all here for years to come.
There is so much to love in this piece. His verbiage is so evocative–“break the tension of my nerves with the soothing music of the sighing streams.” I *immediately* heard a burbling stream in my head and said a little subconscious “ahhhh.” Wonderful share for a Sunday morning, pal! 🙂
Yes Lori. If read it several times and I can feel my pulse rate slow and my eyes scan from top to bottom. Powerful. Thanks Lori.
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A reminder of the importance of each day ….
Thanks for sharing Judy. I agree.
I read that earlier on Perpetua’s blog and then, reading it again this morning…had the same feeling in my heart of love and peace. I should post it somewhere in this house as a reminder to be a centered being on this earth…of looking each day for what is most important in life. Thanks David for giving me the opportunity to read this once more.
So true Carol. I’ve reading this several times and the takeaway is powerful each time. A very centering piece as you put it.
After reading the poetry..I thought I must be thankful 🙂
Me too. I read it a few times and felt the same way each time. Grateful.
yes 🙂
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Kalabalu. Thank you!
welcome 🙂
Ah, just what I needed this morning. Thank you!
Great, thanks Vicki
Thank you David!
My pleasure Tina.
I love this! I’m stunned that Peterson was from Whitehall Michigan and I’ve never heard of him. Whitehall is very near my hometown. I think I found a new writing hero. Thank you David.
Me too. And had no idea you were from Michigan. I went to school in Marquette and Susan (my wife) and her family are from the U.P.
I grew up an hour north of Lansing in a small town called Alma. I went to Michigan State University. I’ve lived all over the midwest since then and one brief stint in Houston. I have some family in the U.P., Dafter, Michigan. Cool connection.:)
Small world. Family relatives in Alma, Owosso, Lansing, Traverse City.
Thank you for finding the author and the source of this clipping. Now I can look for the actual book.
You are the source of all wisdom. I just copy and add on. 🙂
So true.
So sweet and so simple. Added to my Evernote! Thanks, David.
It is Marianne. Thanks.
Thanks for the visit. Your post reminds me of this:
http://aholisticjourney.wordpress.com/2013/04/13/breathless/
Beautiful post. Thanks for pointing me to it.
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What a great poem David posted. Take a moment and read it slowly.
Thanks for sharing Ivon
You are welcome. I printed the poem and once I am back in Spokane will put it over my work area as a constant reminder to take a break now and then.
My boss gave us t-shirts she made that say “Festina Lente,” or hasten slowly. It’s our motto for the coming fiscal year at the Abbey where I work. Although it’s a bit of an oxymoron, it makes me smile and try to remember exactly those lovely things in your prayer.
Debra, I’m going to have to add that to my list of keepers. “Festina Lente.” Beautiful.
A perfect fit for my feelings of the current phase of life. Needed that.
🙂