The voice of my wife in the next room, working on a wonderful learning project. I love how we share our becoming.

I have given up importance.

I ask this often, and am seldom fully certain or satisfied. I forgive myself (hopefully not too self-indulgent!) and continue my day as best I can, as dragging myself down doesn’t make my efforts any better.

We’re all somewhere on Maslov’s pyramid, aren’t we?
So if it’s time to deal with things on “lower” levels, maybe I can be grateful for the awareness and think of it as a chance to work on a better foundation…real life levitation! Brother Lawrence was happy working in the kitchen because he “saw God in everything.”

Personalities vary, but it’s hard to think of anyone I’ve met who was thoroughly unkind. Kindness seems to be a characteristic of our species, albeit some are more capable than others. It feels good to be kind, so it must be an instinct built in us. So, everyones’ kindness has touched me. Thank you!

Just now the wren’s song enters my ears and blossoms in my heart.
The green beings are saying “It’s o.k. outside today,” and the marigolds smile in yellow and orange. These are the gifts of my window, and now I’m on my way.

Like EJP said, with everyone, everywhere…if I remember to choose.
This morning, Friends Meeting, every evening with my wife as we take turns sharing our day.

Often if I just observe, it seems that the “problem” is already trying to “solve” itself. Perhaps it wants my participation, perhaps not. Why complicate things?

I try to stay aware of my heart leadings. If something thing is pulling down on my heart, I need to make a correction before it’s too late. I have room for plenty improvement.

It’s always good to discover something I don’t need. My load grows lighter and the path opens.

I was looking at tree tops, wildflowers and sky today, when suddenly it came to me that this vision, this seeing of so many wondrous things, colors, light and shade, this vision, my seeing, is so fragile, so transient.
Someday it will not be. My seeing of the world, of life, is a very mortal, finite passage that will not be forever. Wow! Gotta see now while I can!

I have a nice list of tasks for today, and all of them support things I care about or love, and want to see happen in the world. How’s that for a lucky day!?

I listen more and my sense of what’s being shared will generally become fuller and less reactive. When I become more responsive, less reactive, the same often seems to occur for the other person(s). We become more informed, more real, and reality becomes more manageable and lovable and less hurting. In difficult moments I may remember to offer a silent prayer “May there be more compassion for all.” This helps me at least, and maybe the other as well.

Sharing community supper with our 18-month-old neighbor, Emery!
He takes great pleasure in feeding himself, smiling at every taste.
Soon we are laughing between every bite!

…taste every moment…

Is there an alternative?
Maybe trust gently.

The Joy of Neuroplasticity!!!

And that takes daily practice!

Hah! We were writing the same thing at the same time!