Sunday, May 11, 2008
stealing grace
I was walking alone along the sidewalk as I usually do and I was thinking of things that were disturbing and repetitive. Over and over these thoughts raced around and around. I worry about a great many things in this life; but I guess we all do that. I know it is positive to be strong and I know it is expected, but there are some times I think it would be better altogether if I just made myself fly away like the owl I saw yesterday. What a marvelous sight that was. He flew up high real fast like and then swooped down and caught his dinner. It was like a flash of light it was and then my bad thoughts were replaced by better ones. All because of the owl in flight doing his thing in plain sight.
to do's
I will never deny anothers feelings. I will never become something other than myself. I will allow for bumpy roads because I have brake pads by the case load. I will not say words I do not mean. I won't behave inappropriately or make a scene-when passion is on the line I mean. I shall always be prepared for circumstances beyond my control the best I know how. I will love only one woman until I die. I will never act in silence. I will understand the difference between what is real and what can be purchased. And I will always be honest with myself which means I have a long road ahead of me because nobody is harder on me than me: We are all guilty of that. This is why when someone I care about is in pain, or hurting in some way, I feel it-I feel it all; and that really hurts me. I would much rather feel their soul being nurtured and encouraged in a positive way. This is the price some people pay for caring about certain people in this way. This is what life brings to us. This is our burden. But the joys always outweigh the hardships and the smiles make it all worth it. I just wish the lows did'nt require such heavy chains to pull me out of that familiar hole. My belly is looking like ferrots have been using it for a racetrack and my gloves are wearing thin which means I need to go back to Home Depot and get another pair. 98
people
You know what is striking about people-they all have, we all have, idiosyncratic patterns of behavior that are unavoidable, unmistakeable, and simply marvelous. I suppose this is a good thing because it is these little maneuvers through language and motion that immediately determine anothers spirit. The question is; does that spirit change over time? Is the spirit we possess inside in the process of evolving?
Some believe the spirit changes and that it has a morphing mentality. For some I believe it does. For some the spirit is a wandering one that once bound by the Earth in a particular function, changes itself in a compensatory way in order to maintain. As we get older the conflict inside grows. This is normal, and it shows.
What is striking about people is the visuals one can receive when conflict exists. These visuals are sometimes unseen and subtle, while other times they are blatant and in your eye. This depends on the spirit inside. The patterns we develop result in a mirror image of the conflict inside the morphing spirit.
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