Give to Ceaser..............

November 2nd....this year seemed to have flown by then came to a screeching halt, my perception has at least. These last couple of months into the new year will slowly pass on by, but pass on by they will. Funny how the tides of fortune change in such a short period of time....foolish is the one who thinks that this moment is the state of things to be....good or bad, these things pass.... doesn't God shine the sun upon the righteous and the wicked and rain on them both as well? No one is exempt from the present condition, we all play a part....if the sun shines, it shines on us all.....if it rains, it rains on us all.....we have decisions to make, together as a whole......

A season for everything............birth pains

Sitting, contemplating the changing, the transition from one "now" to the next "now".....I can't help but wonder about the tides that washed me up to this present shore. It seems like there's a time for "waiting" at hand, for me leastways.

This season requires me to slow down and "be"....to spend time with myself, and delve within'. Asking myself the important things and answering with honesty and compassion. Submerging myself into this abyss, what will emerge?....

...."slowing down" does not mean "stopping"....the work does not end, we continue forward with courage, an inquisitive mind, and a compassionate heart.

Man.........(pipe dreams)

The condition of, the exasperated response to something frustrating....what is it about us that needs a thing to be justified or explained so that we may approve of a thing?

Why can't one (me) just let something be.....why isn't it's "isness" enough? I say (me) because I, being a part of this glorious species, am also prone to it's greatness, as well as it's shortcomings. If I began to process this with an "us" and "them" attitude....well, then I'm doing the same thing now aren't I? I guess, what is a bother to me s me....when I fell judgment, or some sense of superiority through a veil of pity....I guess the fact that I get MY buttons pushed, that I find that I'm just as suseptable to base emotions no matter how "advanced" I may think I am....I guess I'm supposed to see what is visible to me and me alone, just as I can't ask anyone else to see what is invisible to them.....

....I think it'd be nice if the "others" understood that as well.

Lifers...........

Sitting, grokking the details of this finite existence within the infinite vastness of being, I sit and watch my water brother in her element, her dextrous, alien-hybrid hands nimbly moving about in nervous, yet controlled scribblings. These times we have together are few and fleeting, Tis good to sit with her and visit, to be and underestand one another.....to come together out of the scism we may be flying through and touching base, telling eachother the tales we've been living apart from one another though we live under the same roof.

Timeless friendships are a goodness.....it is something I cherish, truely a gift.

Roadwork ahead............

There's a sign, saying what lies around the bend. "Roadwork ahead"....yes, do I need a sign to tell me that? Theres always work ahead....the great work, mastering ourselves.....lifelong. Many lives. Thinking on myself, on my state, my thoughts, my reality.....there is a great work up ahead, a great work indeed.

Stripes of a different color.......

Walking around, looking at people, encapsulated and closed to the outside, myself included. The older I get, the more I feel like an alien of some sort, not a part of this. Aware of some "otherness" that I've been seperated from.

There is a lack of understanding with my fellows that at first disturbed and distracted me.....but I feel that the one person who matters to me most does understand me, and that is all that matters....The light that love shines on things and gives them understanding inspires hope within me.

I have love, I am not alone.

There is such a thing as trying too hard......

I think one can want a thing so bad, or more to the point, one can be so fearful of losing a thing that the forcing of keeping the thing, can do just the opposite. instead of a natural flow, the one is rigid and pained in the effort. Too much focus on loss or failure can make that which we fear manifest. Like riding a motorcycle, don't fixate on what you want to avoid lest you hit the very thing. Instead, lock onto where you want to go....knowing exactly what one wants is paramount.