Thank you for this sage.
Thank you for this moment.
Thank you for this life.
Thank you for the birdsong.
Thank you for the lake.
Thank you for this breath.
Thank you for the sky.
Thank you for the volcanoes.
Thank you for the flowers, fruits and food.
Thank you for love, and the moon.
Thank you for friendship and family.
Thank you for yoga.
Thank you for music, art, being, gratitude.
Thank you for seeing and looking, listening and hearing.
Thank you for the trees.
Thank you for the cats and dogs.
Thank you for all the animals.
Thank you for the ocean and all the water.
Thank you for the world and the universe and stars.
Thank you for my body.
Thank you for my mind,
Thank you for my soul.
Thank you for my heart.
What we have here is a lack of union.
Extremes have become ultra polarized to the point of absurdity
The polar ice caps melting can’t be denied
Science isn’t a matter of belief
humanity is KILLING OUR MOTHER EARTH
The government isn’t meant to be a two-party system and politics shouldn’t be what is has become: corporation ruled corrupt GREED
Martin Luther King, Jr said: “Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.” YET WE MUST CHOOSE LOVE OVER HATE
This is a dangerous time. Watch your step. Mind the gap. But, please. KEEP WORKING FOR THE GOOD
Are you on the edge? The left or the right? Can you see outside your narrow, conditioned point of view? No. TAKE A GIANT LEAP BACK
Be moderate. Take the Middle Path: ever the goal, ever the practice. Discovery of balance, presence, awareness. I must choose love over hate. I must recognize both goddess and god and remember that all of live is simply energy moving within and without us and all beings, whether we call it divine or buddhanature or the holyspirit, or not
This is a potent time. GIVE LOVE. BE LOVE. BREATHE LOVE.
Sitting or standing
On the wooden planks of our little cabin’s balcony
Every morning the same yet different
Notice the pastels in the sky
There is no one right way to sit
There is no one right way to practice
Isn’t everything practice, after all?
Isn’t everything life unfolding?
Suffering is to be accepted, not evaded
Difficulty, sadness and death are not optional
But neither are joy, celebration and beauty
Tune in to the birds’ heart songs
Gaze at the cloud formations billowing slowly
Contemplate the water, so blue and sparkly, rippling
Listen to the wind, the leaves, the trees
Watch the birds swoop, fly, flutter from branch to branch
Watch the thoughts swoop, fly, flutter, stutter, compete, judge, opine
and all the rest
Watch the sensations in the physical body and the energies in the subtle body
Watch the emotions come and go
Full moon intensity anxiety fulfillment
Journey coming to an end
Except there is no journey and no end
Bubble baths pampering appreciation
Playgrounds across North America
Slides swings metal plastic then and now
Leaves falling trees standing swaying
Interpreting swirls in pumpkin chai lattes
Bundling up stripping down
East west north south above below
Center of the Heart
Easier said than done?
Easier done than not done
Nothing to do
But watch the water go by
Soul coughing memories and plans
Dharma media yoga social club
Carrying wishful books around
Learning by osmosis, by un-design, by letting go, by receptive awareness
Traveling diagonally, chasing Dylan down the sidewalk chalk
What about Bob?
What is it about?
Train cars jet engines soles of feet
Rubber soul steel mind trap
Saturn day all work and all games
Om sweet om
India Guatemala Mexico Canada USA Colombia
Gaia on the astral plane
Purple jade sore joints absorbing the pain of our brothers and sisters
Choosing our own adventures
Feeling poetry rise up until sunset
Music in the ever present
Reeling in what is illusion and what is a dream and what is reality
Chaos in silence
No no no
Perhaps perhaps perhaps
broken down into
made up of
years months weeks days hours minutes seconds
task goal point meaning of Life is to live each one of them
fully, openly, heartily
Moments are Life
This moment is living
This moment is what it is
And it is also in movement
The movement of the moment
flowing with grace
simultaneous embrace and let-go
Accepting the innate perfection of everysinglething,
while at the same time
(choosing yoga, breath, meditation, meaningful work, mindful consumption, healthy lifestyles)
and choosing love.
To live is to love.
To love is to live.
You live that you may learn to love.
You love that you may learn to live in the eternal.
My dad is awesome.
I appreciate him more with each passing year.
My dad is a sailor. He has owned one sailboat or another as long as I have lived. We have had the joy of drifting over the water, gazing at the sunset and moving with the wind.
My dad is a classic rock aficionado. He instilled in me an early love for good music.
My dad is an engineer. He worked for the same company for nearly 40 years.
My dad is retired. My dad and mom have been to the beaches in Belize and Hawaii this year. I’m so happy for them.
My dad is kind and generous.
My dad is grounded and balanced. A Libra.
My dad is subtle. He is not the life of the party, but he has a quiet humor you have to pay attention to get.
My dad is patient. Unbelievably patient. Miraculously patient.
My dad is understanding and open-minded.
My dad is simply wonderful. And today is his 63rd birthday. So I thought I’d write this in lieu of sending him a coffee mug via Amazon.com that says World’s Best Dad. (Even though he is.)
Happy birthday, Dad! Thanks for being you.
sitting standing walking
breathing living existing
listening looking intending imagining
hearing seeing creating
cooking eating cleaning dirtying
speaking talking stretching dancing
wondering thanking appreciating
it’s good just being here.