be mindful of them.

Miracle

Not the one who takes up his bed and walks
But the ones who have known him all along
And carry him in —

Their shoulders numb, the ache and stoop deeplocked
In their backs, the stretcher handles
Slippery with sweat. And no let up

Until he’s strapped on tight, made tiltable
And raised to the tiled roof, then lowered for healing.
Be mindful of them as they stand and wait

For the burn of the paid-out ropes to cool,
Their slight light-headedness and incredulity
To pass, those ones who had known him all along.

- Seamus Heaney
in Human Chain

life is often like that.

some days, i ride along
so hyper-aware of everything around me.
scent of morning traffic.
slant of sun.
wind direction.
i am so unconsciously processing
it always astounds me when
unsubtle and loud
i sense something
HUGE
approaching


it's always too late as i
brace myself for the inevitable to come
certain catastrophe
encroaching

and
THEN
with
nerves
jangling
i realize
that
HUGE SEMI TRUCK
or passenger bus
is headed
MY WAY
as only


a
shadow

a giggly relief:
it's good to know,
life is often like that.








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today.

...fiveyearsagoandinadifferentlifetimeshedroppedmyheartandshattereditinahundredmillionpiecessomanyitcouldneverbeputbacktogetheragainandnothingfitrightnothingremaineditwasinfactthedeathofmeandwhenthenightdarkgrewslowlyintoanewdayonlythencouldiseeallthosebrokenpartsofmesobrilliantlyfracturedservedwhollytoreflectthelight.

and so, it all comes 'round to this.

I saw grief drinking a cup of sorrow,
and I called out,
     It tastes sweet, does it not?
You have caught me

     grief answered,
and you have ruined my business.
How can i sell sorrow
     when you know it is a blessing?

Love lit a fire in my chest,
and anything that was not love left

- rumi

from Rumi: the Big Red Book, translations by
Coleman Barks

whatever what is is.

Prayer

Whatever happens. Whatever
what is is is what
I want. Only that. But that.

- Galway Kinnell



photo provided for artistic consideration by: micmolmichele molinari

okay.

Walk in the rain, jump in mud puddles, collect rocks, rainbows and roses, smell flowers, blow bubbles, stop along the way, build sandcastles, say hello to everyone, go barefoot, go on adventures, act silly, fly kites, have a merry heart, talk with animals, sing in the shower, read childrens' books, take bubble baths, get new sneakers, hold hands and hug and kiss, dance, laugh and cry for the health of it, wonder and wander around, feel happy and precious and innocent, feel scared, feel sad, feel mad, give up worry and guilt and shame, say yes, say no, say the magic words, ask lots of questions, ride bicycles, draw and paint, see things differently, fall down and get up again, look at the sky, watch the sun rise and sun set, watch clouds and name their shapes, watch the moon and stars come out, trust the universe, stay up late, climb trees, daydream, do nothing and do it very well, learn new stuff, be excited about everything, be a clown, enjoy having a body, listen to music, find out how things work, make up new rules, tell stories, save the world, make friends with the other kids on the block, and do anything else that brings more happiness, celebration, health, love, joy, creativity, pleasure, abundance, grace, self-esteem, courage, balance, spontaneity, passion, beauty, peace, relaxation, communication and life energy to ... all living beings on this planet.


- Bruce Williamson, "It's Never Too Late To Have A Happy Childhood", 1987

The Answer

I heard the sea and asked
"What language is that?"
The sea replied,
"The language of eternal questions."

I saw the sky and asked,
"What holds the answer ?"
The sky replied,
"The language of eternal silence."


– Rabindranath Tagore
as translated in "On The Shores Of Eternity"
by Deepak Chopra