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"Life expands or shrinks in proportion to one's courage." ~Anain Nin
...but right now gears are shifting to adjusting to work. Expect a post sometime over the weekend.
A quick note...
...to say that I've been happily involved with a day that is 25 hours long and 2200 miles wide. All is well in Marin County, California!
I wanted to post substantial things...
...but I'm really busy this mornng. Hopefully I'll have afternoon and evening goodness for everyone.
Begging off for Friday
I've got some serious schoolwork to do- meanwhile, several travelers are en route to Asheville for the first annual Metachat/Metafilter Bunnystock... so I've got to balance all this hooey.
I may pop in to say hello over the weekend...
I am here, but...
blogging off for Friday
I'm down with allergies- know that it looks really sexy right now.
Curses, foiled again!
I've let time slip away from me like a cloud of starlings, and I don't really have the time to post right now. It might be like this for the next few days, so bear with...
Argh, these mugwumps stifle my bloggish expression again! Posting will resume once time, itself, has resumed.
Due to unforeseen mugwumps, no posting today. A little too busy this
The blog was heavily fed today, and needs a nap.
Blog break today
The blog is very busy doing other things. Let's see if it get around to doing something tomorrow. Probably will.
So I overslept and awoke right into an impossibly busy day. But, I like it... when I was unemployed, I craved this. It's doing wonders for me, hopefully enabling me tohave my way at a few wonders as well. I'll try to check in later.
Mishap! Your Loyal Editor Oversleeps!
As such, I can't guarantee that I'll be able to post anything substantial today. I will try, but it's a tight schedule with teaching a class late into the night.
Bird on the Moon is recovering from April Fools
Seriously, I'll be back tomorrow.
Bird on the Moon Sells Out
I am turning over daily administration of this blog to Jesus.
It's been a frightenly busy day (finally), and as a result I'll have to catch up on my blogging later. Yet, for the most part, all is quite well.
I'm up way early for a variety of strange reasons, yet due to those strange reasons, I'm unable to post goodies for you today.
Don't worry, those reasons are mostly good. More in the evening.
The blog and its creator are enjoying the weekend, lazily and happily.
The blog slept in today, oblivious to the passage of time.
I know, I *forgot* to post today. I'll make it up to ya tomorrow.
The blog was similarly stricken by a case of the sleepies today. It promises to revive tomorrow.
The blog was sleepy today. It's winter, after all.
Another installment of "Revival Policy" will be posted shortly. Keep in mind that I'm writing in a whole new style I've never tried out, so it's going to be klunky going for the next little while.
The blog resteth today.
The blog is observing a randomly observed day to rest and relax.
Rehearsing, a party, et al. See you tomorrow.
bustle and hustle
Because of yesterday's birthday brouhaha and preoccupying shenanigans, I don't really have the time to blog much today. I'm sure the Overlogs of Blogolalia will forgive this one indulgence.
I've told the alarm clock I'm disinterested in its antics,
I wave it off as I succumb to sleep, that most wicked panacea.
The blog needed a little bit more time to rest. Some call it lazy, the blog calls it "self-care." To each their meta-own.
Blog takes a breather
The blog is taking Friday off to sleep in, watch the birds, and go have a drink at the jazz bar. It will return rested and ready tomorrow.
Really tired today. Will return tomorrow.
I'll post something cosmically chewy tomorrow. In the meantime, here's the top five mental memes of the last week:
i am not a robot
...and I am alive, behind this veil of non-me related posts. I've just been too busy to type out a biography of microevents. There are definitely disturbances in the force, and I'm hopeful that I can have some real positive news to report soon. Meanwhile, savor the dog days.
This is a test post. Is this thing on?
By the time you read this, I will have arrived in the Chapel Hill/Raleigh area for a meeting tomorrow (yawn). The upside is that I'll be crashing with my dear friend JenWo and we'll have a gay old time before six long hours of Home Office bliss.
I've got linkage set to post until I resume normality. Will that truly ever happen? In the grand sense, I certainly hope not!
UPDATE: I'll pick up the new car Friday. The salesman tried to be slick, in suggesting that I could pick it up tonight, which would have involved writing an essentially bad check. I can certainly wait one more day to have that strange American luxury of wheels again. Oddly, the Geo's unfortunate demise will get me in something a little better, it seems.
It's not official yet, but it looks like I'll be hopping into my new car
Whew! Looks like all went well. Please report any bugs!
Sanity report: exhaustion on this trip to visit family post-holidays is exhausting, but somehow I manage to persist. I've revisited several dreamspots, long-purged memories, and recycled through the context of my former years here. Right now, it's nap time. As rest has been at a premium, that will take precedent over bloggage. More later.
I'm alive, mostly well, and a tad exhausted up here in Delaware; flatland, boxland, consumerland, waste-not-want-not-land. I'm masterfully ducking mindgames and dysfunctional virii, and deflecting the gelatinous paws of joie-de-homogenaity.
Back home, myproper home, on Sunday. Intermittent reports on sanity will follow.
'Tis the high holy season
'Tis the high holy season for doing sound and lights at concerts. Tonight is my third year doing AV for this particular concert/performance, and it always kicks off the delerious march toward that day when all this odd merriment is finally over. Thank goddess for beer before soundchecks. These folks are wonderful, and truly it warms my soul, even if my attitude toward the anachronistic-minded marking of an apocryphal birth of a would-be savior-bot is lacking.
I've got a bucket full of flowers, a wrinkled suit, a few few hours to pass arranging decorations for my friends' Frank and Lauren's wedding. I'll moblog the arrangements, hopefully.
It's intermission and I'm doing sound a lights for a concert; one of these folks is a Grammy nominee this year and is so mellow and humble. This is an annual event and I've worked with these fine folks for three years and each time it gets easier, and I learn a little bit more about music. Ed Gearhart and Bill Mize, if you should need to know.
Tomorrow, I'm doing flowers for the wedding of my friends Lauren and Frank. It will be a busy day with little posting; I may moblog the arrangements.
Just got back from a long soak at out local mineral hot springs; the celebration of beingness continues with dinner at Robin and Joshua's and an evening of good friends gathering. Officially 32 at 7:23pm EST, and yes, I'm sucking it up!
I'm home, and quite happy for it. Regular fun resumes tomorrow,
Out for a possibly adventurous night in a foreign town; solo. Have fun y'all.
I'm off to stay the week away for work's sake yet again; this time, it's not the (s)election I'm worried about leaving behind, it's my cat Ursula. This morning she had a seizure or something like it, enough to essentially take a day off to be with her. She's perfectly herself right now, and seems fine, but it's hard to go right now.
Luckily, good people (in fact, the best) will be looking after her. Perhaps you, too, will send a little love her way.
One Act Festival
Tonight, the one act play I've been directing, "Duet for Bear and Dog," makes it's cutesy-poetic-poignantly funny debut, along with a monologue I've been working on by Lord Buckley, called "God's Own Drunk." I'll post pics later...
My thanks to a great cast!
I'm coming home today, and after this insane week full of deflation, hour long asthma attacks, and the at times thrilling feeling of foriegn-ness, it will feel great to be back on home turf. Look for a site redesign this weekend.
Pray and Visualize
This anticipation is killing me; if this fucks up, I'm out of the country... for real.
As over 100 million Americans vote, I will be in a training all day, not home til 5ish or 6ish. I'm calm about tonight, and now must focus on getting through the first of eight days of hotel living, keeping up the the class workload, and experiencing a wide variety of socially related emotion.
Get out there, do good work, and I'll be posting plenty of goodness tonight.
Off to the local Sinclair protest, hope you're all joining in across the country! I'll post pics and such...
Ah yes, work is sending me off to Loafer's Glory NC and beyond. Happy Friday!
Ah, yes. A night on the town after a day of sacred laziness. It's looking like an absolutely beautiful and crisp night.
Enjoy it yourselves...
Stay tuned for live debate analysis with arch-pundits Robin, Joshua, and the spiced green onion dip...!
I'm leaving in a few minutes to wrap up a few things here and head northward. I'll post updates from the road...
I'm about to drive halfway across the Universe on a work related extravaganza on minutia. I'll be WiFi-ing later tonight and tomorrow morn with my impressions of the place...
Enjoy yourselves liberally.
I'm playing the part of
I'm playing the part of an escaping polar bear at church this morning. You've gotta love liberal theology...
Ugh... allergies are back, after
Ugh... allergies are back, after a brief reprieve. It seems as if I'm now perpetually allergic to something, and the steroids the good doc put me on only masked the effect.
Any advice out there?
The winds have been incredible,
The winds have been incredible, with plenty of power flickering. It doesn't look likely that power will be able to stay on... the amount of rain will surely make the already deluged rivers overflow their banks...
I'm working on my poem
I'm working on my poem tonight for the Rolling Thunder Democracy Gathering tomorrow. It needs to be 7 minutes long and it's running 15 seconds over... I'm hoping they won't be that picky. I wrote it weeks ago and am just now, in true jaybird style, getting around to tweaking it. I'll post the final revision tomorrow.
Yay, it's almost time for
Yay, it's almost time for the curtain call- another show down. I'll post pics later so y'all can see what the flaming hell I'm babbling about.
It's dress rehearsal, and for
It's dress rehearsal, and for some reason I'm not bouncy... I think I'm on my male 'moon-time.'
Tally-ho! First entry from the
Tally-ho! First entry from the new place! Life slowly begins to coalesce into some degree of normalcy.
I'm just checking in; still
I'm just checking in; still alive, frightfully busy, spiritually fired up in spite of the craziness. This is going to be tough week to get through, but I'm determined not to be immolated in its nagging fires.
Ah, dear friends, note the
Ah, dear friends, note the time. I'm off for a meeting somewhere very far away. Posting will happens when it happens.
It's been confirmed: I'm moving
It's been confirmed: I'm moving to the much more spacious, much more funky upstairs apartment. I'm so thrilled, I can't wait to get up there. Of course, I'll be blogging the progress... wore details to follow as they manifest.
For those of you interested
For those of you interested in knowing, my allergies have been met with yet another prescription: steroids. My doc has out me on a short tern pill plus steroid inhaler in the hopes of a fix. Yikes. My non-medicinal hope for cure lies in moving upstairs. The huge apartment above me is open and inviting, with lots of fun nooks and crannies, plus much less humidity and more warmth. I'm thinking that while I love my place, it's too susceptible to mold, mildew, and other wonderful allergens.
I should know something about that tomorrow, as I apparently go temporarily crazy as the wonder pills kick in.
The insanely busy weekend rolls,
The insanely busy weekend rolls, on; non-stop activity all the way to the end of the night. I'm fine, though sunburnt, worn-out, etc... I'm also amazingly lucky for the friends I have (JenWo, Joshua, Gustav, everyone) and amazingly blessed to be in this particular constellation of existence. Enjoy your Sunday, peeps.
I just got through blowing
I just got through blowing up hundreds of balloons for the children at this street fair... we were so obviously a nonprofit: no table (at first), no canopy, nuttin but my bright red sunburn.
I've got the first in a series of going-away parties for my friend Judi tonight, my beloved bonker-head JenWo staying over, and buckets full of stimuli to keep my brain active and full of synaptic interconnections. I'll check in later.
I'll be blowing up balloons
I'll be blowing up balloons all day for a festival- not for pleasure, but for work. I'm secretly praying (hard) for rain. Enjoy your Sautrday, peeps.
I'm going to be fairly
I'm going to be fairly preoccupied tonight and this weekend; I'll find a way to keep things alive in here.
YES! That audition I went
YES! That audition I went for, using the poem posted on Tuesday, apparently had the mojo and I'll be performing it with our next Rolling Thunder Democracy Tour Thingy!
I'll be out of blog
I'll be out of blog range for most of the day, doing flowers for my friend Jenny's wedding (on a Monday, yeah, I know). I'll try to moblog some pics of some kind.
Regular readers deserve to be filled in on some news, and hopefully I'll get to that tonight.
Party at my place tonight,
Party at my place tonight, any entries likely to be few or fuzzy.
Ugh, sick again with a
Ugh, sick again with a sinus/allergy attack. I was hoping to go to a local international dance festival today, but that had to go the way of so many wadded up tissues. I'm going to push for a movie outing later, nose willing and the snot don't rise, or anything at all to get out of the house with all the anonymity due a person with inflamed eyeballs and monster sneezes.
The entry that was here
The entry that was here was one I tried to post yesterday from a computer at my other office when the network went down. I came home to find it posted at 1pm today. Weird. Anyway, that entry is no longer relevant, that's why you're reading this.
I'll be working away from
I'll be working away from computers most of the day, so light posting until afternoonish- by light I mean none, I suppose.
I slept a full last night for the first time in days... I'd been averaging a measly 3 to 4 hours, if that recently. I think I'm out of the weeds sick-wise, but I'm not really into working today; I just want a free pass for paradise as an excuse to get out of the house and back into the world.
I'm off to enjoy fireworks
I'm off to enjoy fireworks of a great many kinds... field reports possible, pics tomorrow!
Today is a bit bittersweet,
Today is a bit bittersweet, my last day supervising my workers, but in a few weeks it's on to bigger challenges and a more stable future (total illusion, I know), so, it's time to turn off and turn over this ancient workstation and sail on into the Great Big Whatever.
Upon using a different virus
Upon using a different virus scanner, I've discovered over 85megs of files slipped in through a backdoor, all gaming files. I don't even play friggin' solitaire. That's totally insane and Norton wasn't very interested in discovering them. Infact, most of the files were hidden in the Norton directory. I've switched to Avast, and it found 3 worms Norton couldn't be bothered with. Better yet, Avast is free.
/end exceedingly rare plug for products.
Doing sound and light for
Doing sound and light for a concert tonight... the musician will be performing at the UN with an international choir, so it's really cool...
Ok, fickle me... I'm tired
Ok, fickle me... I'm tired and changed my mind about watching the show. I'm house managing for it and that consumes about all the stamina I've got. Work has been zapping all of my available resources, which in turn diminishes my more elaborate stimuli-seeking desires, which in turn threatens the creative output I must maintain in order to meet my self-imposed deadline for submitting my manuscript for Book #2.
But this seemingly useless ranting has great therapeutic value, which I've not exploited in some time on the site, always in fear that it's banal and drab reading. You might see more of it, now that I've rekindled those neurons that grant permission to air out the pent up ferment of my cranial fatty tissue and my dithering, dizzy bones.
Sorry not much to say
Sorry not much to say today, great need for decompression!
I'm back from paradise and
I'm back from paradise and paradisical frinds and about to reenter the workaday world. The vacation was the biggest rejuvinator I've had in some time, and I'll have pics and stories from the road after work today...
"The moon... it's ok, man. The moon is ok."
Mad packing skillz: one hour,
Mad packing skillz: one hour, thirteen minutes to pack everything for four days of camping. For an excessively detailed worrywort, that's not too bad.
Posting will be spotty over
Posting will be spotty over the next few days- going to the beach for some much needed decompression. Up at 4:30 am to pack. All beach posts will be moblogs, however, which will be fun.
There's a huge strom that's
There's a huge strom that's just hit, bending the smaller trees over and very dark skies.... I just love these...
Well, last night was interesting.
Well, last night was interesting. If I had time, I'd tell you about it... really. I know it's not entirely fair to string my readers along, but I simply had to impulsively post something. Details later I assure you, but let's just say that I took full advantage of not having to drive.... hic.
Well, I'm here in Columbus,
Well, I'm here in Columbus, Ohio and everything's going smoothly so far. The time to wrangle with my academic fate is at hand, and of course I'm anxious, and praying for a good turn on the karma wheel. Friends: thanks so much for your support and I hope to have good news of a Doctoral nature soon.
I do have definate good news to report in the cartoon world: I begin doing voiceover work next week... WOO-HOO!
Preparations have begun for the
Preparations have begun for the trip on Thursday to Ohio. I intend to plop on a desk at my wacky-liberal-Quaker-ish seminary the result of five years on again off again labors, prepare for review, and to find in my mail box within a few weeks a Doctorate of Divinity. It's not as exciting as it sounds, it feels all too anticlimactic. I wish that, despite my love of the study of religion, that I'd have gotten back on track for journalism, my original plan. But alas, here I am, and I'll be proud to accept it, knock wood that all is in good order and the professors and dean don't die from sheer boredom examining it all.
I'll blog my way upwards on the drive and while in Columbus... I'm staying with my old pal Rich, and am designing a site for him while up there. Many other wild things will happen I'm sure.
Identity theft! You hear about
Identity theft! You hear about it on trite news reports, and it never really matters, until... you know the drill. It seems that unsavory fellow has obtained my vitals and attempted to score a credit card. No such luck there, there's no credit to speak of anymore. Nonetheless, it's very disturbing and I've a very uncomfortable feeling that it's a neighbor. Yuck.
There's bigwigs from the state
There's bigwigs from the state prowling around the office today, so posting anything interesting will be risky. For now, consider this in itself to interesting.
It's about intermission on a
It's about intermission on a Sunday matinee. It's a beautifully clear mother's day, and once the show is over I hope to speak to she that bravely bore me. We just had a conversation in the dressing room about how a pregnant woman takes on the aspects of ancient Babylonian goddesses. Chiseled and weary faces, strong and determined, burdened with a body rearranged to accomodate the ultimte in biological creativity...
Shit. I just found out
Shit. I just found out that my long-term interim position here will come to an end on the 24th of this month. I was banking on more time, just when everything seemed stabilized. Luckily, it's through no fault of my own, and I know in my heart and through my colleagues that I've really done well here.
Alas and alack, however, it's time to think outside the spiral in approaching this change.
I'm spent... Wednesday we begin
I'm spent... Wednesday we begin our run of Twelfth Night at NC Stage, and I've never been in a more taxing and demanding show. I've got three roles plus ass't stage manager, which is the bulk of my headache (literally). Some of the other cast are hardcore Shakespeare junkies, and my learning curve has been dizzyingly high. This ain't community theater, my comfort zone, but hopefully what I will get out of this experience will be worth the heaps of exasperation.
It's a beautiful night and
It's a beautiful night and I'm going dancing...
It's been a long day-
It's been a long day- OT at work and about four hours rehearsing and just getting home. There's a freeze warning tonight, which really is disconcerting but spring's verve is stronger than winter's jealous claws.
Tree pollen is starting to coat everything, even my keyboard. No, wait, don't go there. It's a wonderful sign that even more light and life await. May is my most favored month and I plan a wide array of cosmic outdoor activities,
There is nothng at all going on in my life of the kind that 90% of the blog world posts. Everything is just peachy, and whenever there is more time, I'll set out some more creative work. Otherwise, you reading this right now is my equivalent of unzipping my brain and letting it flop about the bar, as I buy you a beer for listening.
The rally went well (sparsely
The rally went well (sparsely attended, maybe 100 peeps), and very good speeches. The speech was well received and felt very good to give. Thanks all for your support!
Oi vey! It's been so
Oi vey! It's been so windy here that the cable blew down- no net at home tonight. But, no worries really, since I'm in dress rehearsal tonight and just won't have much time to play again 'til Saturday.
Well, I play a bit at work too but that doesn't count.
I'm off to see the
I'm off to see the Laramie Project tonight... I've been wanting to see this for some time now. It'll be in preparation for my address to our Gay Rights/Equality rally on the 25th.
Ain't that something? My net
Ain't that something? My net wasn't cut off afterall, (yes, I am late on the bill, but... ) but was actually the victim of a county-wide service outage. How joyously wonderful! My new phone has been a "godzilla-send" for my email and posting to the site in the absence of the one megabyte per second stream. It's a relief, but a definate kick in the tukhas that I need to be better about paying my damn bills on time...
Just got back from a
Just got back from a very fun night. I've taken tomorrow off and look very much forward to sleeping in and taking a trek to Linville to see Grandfather mountain and get out of the usual diversions for a day.
For what it's worth, happy
For what it's worth, happy 04-04-04!
"Twelfth Night to the Tenth Power"
Wow... I found out tonight that I was recruited to perform in NC Stage's production of Twelfth Night next month. This will be my first paid acting gig in quite some time, but more importantly, NCSC is a very "pro" theater. Excitement and jitters abound. Last week I had two theatrical gigs... the pace is accelerating in ways I'd never have expected.
Tomorrow I'll be performing at our local Rolling Thunder Democracy event (another out of the blue gig). My next show (the raunchy comedy "The Complete Word of God (Abridged)" opens in three weeks. Things appear to be popping out of the clear blue sky as far as opportunities to be creative.
Which reminds me to keep telling myself; "ask and ye shall receive, bozo."
I just interviewed for a
I just interviewed for a permanent position here in the office. It's a huge relief to be done with it, back to normal breathing...
UPDATE: That was rather vague. My position here has been an interim supervisor since January (I work in the child mental health field). Due to state pressure to reorganize the office, I've had to interview for the job I've been doing, as well as for an additional position as an employee recruiter. It's been a nerve-wracking past few weeks, dangling into the gray area of how long I will remain here. Obviously, I have a need to know so I can know whether and when income will trickle in. This lack of knowing may have played a strong role in this recent funk.
To see a picture of the typically casual Jaybird in a suit and tie in his windowless low-light office (rather looking like an English professor going to a funeral) click here.
The rally drew about 800
The rally drew about 800 people. I stayed for a while, immersed in the six degrees of separation with all thoe people there that I sort of knew, signed some petitions, and went off in search of a stainless steel trough to use as an outdoor bathtub. Pics later stil...
Going downtown to the peace
Going downtown to the peace rally... pix later...
Ridiculous & Lame Attempt to Bug Me
The game is on; as I type, a comment-spam bot is raiding this site. There's been 50 'unnatural' 'comments' today thusfar. I never bothered to do the MT patch since this was never an issue before. My bandwidth is very obviously rising like yeast in Hell's Kitchen.
And spammer, listen up; no one will buy your penis pills by clicking a link near your phony name. I feel very sorry for the one poor shlub out of a million that indeed comes through and buys your drek. C'mon, have a little ingenuity. Sell lemonade for Chrissakes. Learn how to make a sandwich. You already have some tech-savvy, why don't you get a job doing tech support at AOL? You'll love it.
Huh. The monitor has decided
Huh. The monitor has decided to heal itself. I was busy making contingency plans for another. Good thing I checked first.
It's funny how much we rely on technology, and how one little slip can send big or little worlds a'reeling.
It's always something. My monitor
It's always something. My monitor is for some reason only showing a small fraction of my screen. I'm going to take the computer into work and try out a few different monitors, to determine whether it's my new sweet little computer-wooter, or if the five year old monitor has gone on the fritz. PLease, O Holy Mother of Silicon, let it be the monitor.
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You contain everything
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If you desire the Infinite,
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Ten Considerations for Being Well n this Goofy Universe
0. If you find yourself
wonderstruck, donít forget to return the favor. 1. Always be of service to
the whole and the Holy. Youíll find that the Holy will reciprocate by being
of service to your becoming Whole. 2. You will be called upon
to use your mind and your vision in ways I cannot possibly glimpse. Never
turn down an offer to shine that light so uniquely yours to help others in
their darkness, and youíll find that when itís your turn to be in the night
that thereíll be someone along the way who happens to have a little glow to
share . 3. The rewards of being
true to yourself are infinite, even when outwardly your efforts are met
with nothing. 4. Youíll also see that
knowledge and wisdom will come from within yourself through your own
struggle and curiosity... your loved ones may guide you to insight, but
yours is the power to choose it. 5. Youíll find that some of
your choices couldíve been better, or at times were downright stupid. Thatís
okay... I have a closet full of reckless decisions, but without making them
I wouldnít have the slightest idea of what a good one might feel like if I
tried it on. 6. Your growth will be a
mysterious, comic, ecstatic and sometimes scary ride, and I pray that you
strive to savor each minute of it, even the most difficult or embarrassing
minutes. Donít count on second chances. 7. In those times when
everything collapses around you, and whatís left wonít go right, donít
forget your chances of being alive in this solar system, in this galaxy, are
a little on the slim side. So slim in fact that it could be called a miracle
to breathe this air, drink this water, and have whet ever predicament youíre
having no matter how you shake, rattle and roll it. So go with the cosmic
flow and always choose something over nothing, while remembering that
thereís a little of each one hidden in both. 8. Respond as best as you
can with love to adversity rather than reacting with fear... Love, in any
situation and being the primordial source and essence of ALL THIS STUFF,
leaves / enters us with the most possible ways out / in. 9. Whatever youíre doing,
celebrate the process of doing as much, if not more, than what youíve got
when youíre done. Magic lives in the action. 9 Ĺ . All matter is energy.
All energy is infinite. We are but raindrops falling to the ocean, a short
time in this shape until weíre reunited with the expanse from which we came.
Your delicate yet sturdy, resilient body is a temporary shelter of energy
that has swam the universe eternally and will continue eternally. You are a
sudden crystallization of the infinite. One must ask themself, therefore,
why be bored? 9 3/4 . Choosing to live in
the moment is courageous but becomes effortless once you begin...feeling
obligated to survive in the past or future is dangerous and is difficult to
continue. Itís one of the few risks Iíd recommend not taking, right up there
with trusting icons and shrugging off coincidences. 10. The Universe itself it
not confusing, we humans just like it that way. Do frogs seem bewildered ,
butterflies befuddled and amoebas addled? Nope, just us, my child. So,
whenever things just donít make sense, just take a deep breath and laugh as
best you can, because thatís what you get for choosing this goofy,
unpredictable place called Earth to embody yourself upon.
0. If you find yourself wonderstruck, donít forget to return the favor.
1. Always be of service to the whole and the Holy. Youíll find that the Holy will reciprocate by being of service to your becoming Whole.
2. You will be called upon to use your mind and your vision in ways I cannot possibly glimpse. Never turn down an offer to shine that light so uniquely yours to help others in their darkness, and youíll find that when itís your turn to be in the night that thereíll be someone along the way who happens to have a little glow to share .
3. The rewards of being true to yourself are infinite, even when outwardly your efforts are met with nothing.
4. Youíll also see that knowledge and wisdom will come from within yourself through your own struggle and curiosity... your loved ones may guide you to insight, but yours is the power to choose it.
5. Youíll find that some of your choices couldíve been better, or at times were downright stupid. Thatís okay... I have a closet full of reckless decisions, but without making them I wouldnít have the slightest idea of what a good one might feel like if I tried it on.
6. Your growth will be a mysterious, comic, ecstatic and sometimes scary ride, and I pray that you strive to savor each minute of it, even the most difficult or embarrassing minutes. Donít count on second chances.
7. In those times when everything collapses around you, and whatís left wonít go right, donít forget your chances of being alive in this solar system, in this galaxy, are a little on the slim side. So slim in fact that it could be called a miracle to breathe this air, drink this water, and have whet ever predicament youíre having no matter how you shake, rattle and roll it. So go with the cosmic flow and always choose something over nothing, while remembering that thereís a little of each one hidden in both.
8. Respond as best as you can with love to adversity rather than reacting with fear... Love, in any situation and being the primordial source and essence of ALL THIS STUFF, leaves / enters us with the most possible ways out / in.
9. Whatever youíre doing, celebrate the process of doing as much, if not more, than what youíve got when youíre done. Magic lives in the action.
9 Ĺ . All matter is energy. All energy is infinite. We are but raindrops falling to the ocean, a short time in this shape until weíre reunited with the expanse from which we came. Your delicate yet sturdy, resilient body is a temporary shelter of energy that has swam the universe eternally and will continue eternally. You are a sudden crystallization of the infinite. One must ask themself, therefore, why be bored?
9 3/4 . Choosing to live in the moment is courageous but becomes effortless once you begin...feeling obligated to survive in the past or future is dangerous and is difficult to continue. Itís one of the few risks Iíd recommend not taking, right up there with trusting icons and shrugging off coincidences.
10. The Universe itself it not confusing, we humans just like it that way. Do frogs seem bewildered , butterflies befuddled and amoebas addled? Nope, just us, my child. So, whenever things just donít make sense, just take a deep breath and laugh as best you can, because thatís what you get for choosing this goofy, unpredictable place called Earth to embody yourself upon.