Complaining digs us deeper into our emotional ruts. Humor, forgiveness, compassion, and gratitude are the 4-wheel drive of the joyful heart.
Ironically, it’s the lessons that remain;
the lessons I’ve learned from loss
“Never loan out what you can’t afford to lose”. The assumption of the absolute best in everyone is exactly such a loan. Be ready for disappointment.
What happens though, to assume the best about everyone, is that we become a living invitation for the universe to bring out the best in everyone in our presence through an open heart. As the eye interprets light, so the open heart discerns love.
It breaks my heart how readily people are willing to accept surrogates and counterfeits in lieu of genuine and authentic. To thine own self be true, to each other be true, in the eyes of god be true
Experience is what you get when you don’t get what you want.
― Randy Pausch, The Last Lecture
People might get more than they bargain for lately when they ask rather blithely, “How are you? What’s up?”
I’m surfing a wave of optimism that I’ve scarcely known my entire life and it would seem that the shore is nowhere in sight
Thank you for bringing me forth into service as a vessel of (Y)our divine peace, a messenger of (Y)our eternal love, and an instrument of (Y)our abundant creation.
My god! The breath of the hives in full production during peak flow, wafting on a warm and gentle vernal breeze through the open window – the semi-sweet floral scent of a variety of nectar from a land slowly but steadily restoring its native flora, the milky aroma of new brood combined with a lemony zest of the queen mandibular pheromone. Sophia and Freyja are absolutely magnificent in their vigor and readying their plans in earnest to swarm!
“Slackin’ ain’t easy”
Pristine expressions of nature
A good friend recently went into hospice care and I’ve become his hands and eyes outside of the nursing facility. He’s asked me to keep an eye on his home in his absence, to transfer a lot his belongings to friends to aid them in mutual projects and interests. He asked me to take charge of a small fortune in firearms and rare coins for the sake of security. As I was gathering these articles from his home I experienced a sort of “out of body” sensation, couldn’t s...
A good friend recently went into hospice care and I’ve become his hands and eyes outside of the nursing facility. He’s asked me to keep an eye on his home in his absence, to transfer a lot his belongings to friends to aid them in mutual projects and interests. He asked me to take charge of a small fortune in firearms and rare coins for the sake of security. As I was gathering these articles from his home I experienced a sort of “out of body” sensation, couldn’t shake the sense that I was in a time loop; in essence gathering my things from my home, that I was looking into my own future.
They say that, in the moment before death, our lives flash before our eyes. What if that moment is our lives?
My presence. If nothing else, I show up
People took care of the land, land took care of the people and people cared for each other, cradle to grave. There was never devised, on this planet, a better system of social security.
“The liberator who destroys my property is fighting to save my spirit. The teacher who clears all possessions from my path will set me free.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club
currently reading: The Ringing Cedars of Russia series (Vladimir Megré)
Forgiveness. Sight which extends over the horizon of time.
“Hello, you’ve reached the voicemail of the pancreas. I’m sorry that I cannot take your call personally but if you’ll leave a detailed message I’ll get back to you at my earliest opportunity. If you’re calling about your insulin order, I am currently out of stock and am no longer producing insulin. I apologize for any inconvenience this might cause.”
Caught me bang to rights and I don’t give a pinch of $h!£ what people think. I’m allowing the grass in my “lawn” to be overtaken by the native flora – that requires no watering and provides forage and shelter and I see the fox, deer, skunk, box turtles and red shoulder hawk return or, more accurately, taking refuge in my tiny ½ acre from the destruction of more suitable habitats from local development projects that destroy woodlands and displace wildlife.
Children teach us that joy is the basic, fundamental experience of our being. Joy is our default setting from the factory before fear and laziness set in.
Just such a community is what I’ve been seeking for years. . . .
This old house.
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