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Otherwise

There are always otherwises in life we can never know, because they have not happened and perhaps never will. In many ways, I am grateful for not having experienced the otherwises that might replace getting out of bed on two strong legs or eating my cereal, breakfast bar, and banana each morning. Or, drinking tea as part who I am.

Jane Kenyon wrote about things we take for granted because they are ingrained in who we are and we pay little attention to them. They are the ordinary things that in many ways are extraordinary.

I got out of bed
on two strong legs.
It might have been
otherwise. I ate
cereal, sweet
milk, ripe, flawless
peach. It might
have been otherwise.
I took the dog uphill
to the birch wood.
All morning I did
the work I love.

At noon I lay down
with my mate. It might
have been otherwise.
We ate dinner together
at a table with silver
candlesticks. It might
have been otherwise.

I slept in a bed
in a room with paintings
on the walls, and
planned another day
just like this day.
But one day, I know,
it will be otherwise.

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Dream a little…

Our personal dreams can never be dreamed by anyone else. It is part of what makes us unique and who we are.

Rethinking Life

Dream a little...

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A wasted life

Thomas Merton had a way of seeing and saying things that make sense even 50 after he passed away. Osho says the same thing essentially. We cannot take it with us so it is important to do well with it on Earth and share in ways that make the world a better place.

Dr Bill Wooten

“If you have learned only how to be a success, your life has probably been wasted.” ~ Thomas Merton

Positive-Coping

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The Way it Is

I chose this poem by William Stafford after comments I shared with David at The Dad Poet about poets we enjoyed. Those are not short lists. David reminded me of William Stafford who writes in both a simple and complex way as well. He tells us with simplicity that there is a thread that connects us all and to all things.

More importantly, perhaps, it connects us to our self. We cannot describe it. We know it is there and by holding on life unfolds the way it should without us knowing exactly what that means. The connections to others provide safety and love that we know there are people, places, and spaces to turn towards during the more difficult moments.

There’s a thread that you follow. It goes among

things that change. But it doesn’t change.

People wonder about what you are pursuing.

You have to explain about this thread.

But it is hard for others to see.

While you hold it you can’t get lost.

Tragedies happen; people get hurt

or die; and you suffer and get old.

Nothing you can stop unfolding.

You don’t ever let go of the thread.

Power #tiny hearts

Power #tiny hearts

What is most interesting about each of the quotes, is their sources transcend what we might understand as differences. For example, epoch is not a barrier to the shared meaning of the quotes individually and in their totality. In this way, the words shared are part of a universal understanding of what it is to be human, live and to love as humans.

The Self-Compassion Project

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The day the power of love overrules the love of power, the world will know peace. -Mahatma Gandhi

Mastering others is strength. Mastering yourself is true power. -Tao Te Ching

The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don’t have any. -Alice Walker

All the forces in the world are not so powerful as an idea whose time has come. –Victor Hugo

Circumstances are beyond human control, but our conduct is in our own power. –Benjamin Disraeli

Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man’s character, give him power. ― Abraham Lincoln

Patience is power. Patience is not an absence of action; rather it is “timing.” It waits on the right time to act, for the right principles and in the right way. –Fulton J. Sheen

When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace. –Jimi Hendrix
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Serifos, Greece.

Serifos, Greece.

There are pictures worth being shared because they need no extra words. Enjoy.

Chuang Tzu And The Butterfly

Li Po wrote poems that asked questions. A common theme was drinking alcohol, but, when I read his poetry, I wonder if it was alcohol or his intoxication with the world he lived in? What is real and not real sometimes blurs boundaries and we ask questions about what is real and not real. Who is the leader and who is not appears in Li Po’s poetry.

Herman Hesse blurred the lines between Leo as a leader and Leo as a servant in Journey to the East. Who serves who? What does it mean to lead and serve? There is a Taoist quality in those questions.

Chuang Tzu in dream became a butterfly,
And the butterfly became Chuang Tzu at waking.
Which was the real—the butterfly or the man ?
Who can tell the end of the endless changes of things?
The water that flows into the depth of the distant sea
Returns anon to the shallows of a transparent stream.
The man, raising melons outside the green gate of the city,
Was once the Prince of the East Hill.
So must rank and riches vanish.
You know it, still you toil and toil,—what for?

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