Tuesday, November 30, 2010

The currents, flows, storms and pressures of the ocean of life continue to push, pull and stress. There is little time to rest and reflect. More to follow…....

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

The sea in my belly is whipped by the storm of a funnel cloud of fear which feeds on itself. The tiny boat sheltering the self is pushed around in the storm’s waves. The winds of outside duties bang against the vessel. The only hope is to take refuge in the clam eye of the tempest, let the fears subside and tend to the tasks at hand.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Some weeks you feel as if you've lived a whole year. Last week was one of those.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Aim the Arrow, Let it Go

It is later than you think. Do it now or it may never get done. Aim the arrow of action from the depths of your soul out to where needs to go. Let the arrow fly through all your fears of what can go wrong. It just may be a disaster, but freedom is the reward.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Morning Again

As a middle aged man with middle class life I run outside in the predawn morning to put out the garbage before the trash squeals down the street to pick it up. I look up at the morning moon and stars and they smile, inviting me to dance with them. I smile back and I’m dancing in a eternity that lasts only a few moments as I’m called back to the house and the duties of a middle aged man in a middle class life.