Monthly Archives: January 2015

617. Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy. ~Anne Frank

The opening quote gives rise to realizing that many people have so little and much is uncertain in their lives. Anne Frank had considerable uncertainty and sought to understand the beauty that existed despite the dire circumstances she lived in. Martin Luther King predicted he might meet a violent end. Living in the present and seeing its beauty is a wondrous place to live.

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Life is full of beauty.
Notice it.
Notice the bumble bee, the small child,
and the smiling faces.
Smell the rain, and feel the wind.
~Ashley Smith

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Oh, the green, green, green of fresh growing things; the scent, scent, scent of fragrant flowery things; and the buzz, buzz, buzzing of little, busy bees. But wait, wait, wait! Back those “wagon” up and hold on just a minute! It’s still January and therefore wintertime. So what’s up with the green, the flowers, the aromas, and the buzzes? Ah the joyous blessing of a greenhouse filled with thriving, flowering, sweet smelling things! The only downside to such is that the bees seem to think the greenhouse is solely their domain and object to a human interloper’s pottering visits. But then again, I seem to be developing a history outside the garden of adverse encounters with the wee buzzing folk. In my recent…

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Pride

Noelle Kocot wrote about being contented as a human. I find my space not in the competition and busyness of living, but being human is in the never being done.

There is a sense of wonder in stepping back and accepting what the moment offers. It is about the awe that wandering with an open heart and mind allows me to have. I stay open to the world and to myself when I remember living is not competition. I cooperate with everything I meet and experience.

If I claim I was a terrible, horrible,

Evil no-good person,

It would be a lie, and it would be

Wanting always to be the best or the worst.

So now I’m destined to wander,

My bag full of pride a lot lighter,

And if I say I am done

With whatever ails me,

That would also be a lie.

I am not done, will never be done

Till the day I die,

But I am content to be human,

Naked and shaking with love

At the moment, and the next moment,

I just can’t say.

My Favorite Day

We are on a roll this week with Winnie the Pooh, the philosopher. Living in the moment, today, is one way to understand our favourite days.

InSpire By Tony Gilotte's avatarInSpire by Tony Gilotte

I love Winnie the Pooh ..
I never realized how much wisdom he had !!

In my life , anxiety, tension, stress, worry are caused by too much tomorrow and not enough today…
In my life, guilt , regret, resentment, grievances, sadness, bitterness, are caused by too much yesterday and not enough today ..

I think I’m gonna try Poohs attitude..
I’m gonna let today be my favorite day …

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I am Grateful

Charlie Brown and Snoopy provide wonderful advice. Dance like no one is watching and express your gratitude in the many ways you can. Just be still and be in this moment where the gift and present of presence exists.

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Accept that person looking back in the mirror, first!

The person who looks back at us is the person we are. The questions in the post are so much better than answers. We can live into the questions as Rilke would say.

Don’t Forget to Play

Don’t Forget to Play

We can always be children at heart and play when we read wonderful stories like Winnie the Pooh.

Thought for Today

Eager to learn through joy. That is a wonderful sentiment to express to the universe.

The Inner History of a Day

John O’Donohue wrote many of his poems as blessings and prayers to living. He included a deeply spiritual aspect in his writing reminding us to be mindful and attentive in living our lives.

Each day has a history that we cannot know in advance and only recall incompletely. Life becomes a mystery except when we are living each moment in its completeness. It is here, on the sacred ground of the present, that the past and future continuously mingle becoming one. It is here the eucharist of the ordinary happens and we join together living in community.

The word present reminds that each moment, each day, we should not take the gift for granted and lightly. Living it fully, responsibly, and richly is the gift we return.

No one knew the name of this day;
Born quietly from deepest night,
It hid its face in light,
Demanded nothing for itself,
Opened out to offer each of us
A field of brightness that traveled ahead,
Providing in time, ground to hold our footsteps
And the light of thought to show the way.

The mind of the day draws no attention;
It dwells within the silence with elegance
To create a space for all our words,
Drawing us to listen inward and outward.

We seldom notice how each day is a holy place
Where the eucharist of the ordinary happens,
Transforming our broken fragments
Into an eternal continuity that keeps us.

Somewhere in us a dignity presides
That is more gracious than the smallness
That fuels us with fear and force,
A dignity that trusts the form a day takes.

So at the end of this day, we give thanks
For being betrothed to the unknown
And for the secret work
Through which the mind of the day
And wisdom of the soul become one.

Success Quote – Jan. 9, 2015

Joseph Campbell’s quote reminds us to stay in the present and at peace with ourselves and the world. When we do, the unexpected happens and it is rewarding.

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“Follow your bliss and don’t be afraid, and doors will open where you didn’t know they were going to be.”
—Joseph Campbell

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Enjoy today.
Achieve today.
Tomorrow is promised to no one!

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Part Two X: The Machine Endangers All We Have Made

Rilke suggested we live the questions now and someday we might live our way into the answers. This poem raises the question about what he meant by the Machine. He capitalized it suggesting it has been given a privileged place in the world.

Does the Machine eat away at our humanness and humanity? Mindfulness allows us to be present, living in the moment, and possibly living our way to answers. Perhaps, this gives us our humanness and humanity even when we do not have the words to express the mystery involved.

The Machine endangers all we have made.

We allow it to rule instead of obey.

To build a house, cut the stone sharp and fast:
the carver’s hand takes too long to feel its way.

The Machine never hesitates, or we might escape
and its factories subside into silence.
It thinks it’s alive and does everything better.
With equal resolve it creates and destroys.

But life holds mystery for us yet. In a hundred places
we can still sense the source: a play of pure powers
that — when you feel it — brings you to your knees.

There are yet words that come near the unsayable,
and, from crumbling stones, a new music
to make a sacred dwelling in a place we cannot own.