Favorite

I like her smile, her friendliness

her down-to-earthness.  Real.

Genuine.  She pulls me into her

school to substitute despite all

the negatives I may encounter

once I get there.

Sure, it’s a crapshoot, a roll of

the dice.

An unsolvable puzzle as each

day is no matter where you are.

I get surprise treats, walking

into walls I didn’t know were

there and finding a give-way

door that lets me through.

I try not to act uncouth,

uncool and be anything

but, yet I often end up in that

basket with all the other

broken toys.

You got glue?  I think I

broke my wheel on my

desk partner’s favorite

toy.  I got to live with

him.  Please have glue.

When I leave, her smile

and simple, genuine

gratitude send me off

to my car to drive home.

Sort of cloud-like floating

to the parking lot.

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Patience

You don’t know how much patience

you have until life throws at you

everything it has all at once, seemingly.

You don’t flinch.  You almost break.

Lose your cool and make a bigger

fool of yourself than you’re feeling

inside.

I’m good at this, you say.  I can

do better, easily.  Yet the going is

tough and you’re mired in slow

progress, if not a full-fledged

retreat from where you think

you ought to (and by rights

you should be) it’s just now

you’re not making it

happen.  How frustrating.

But you don’t cave.  Give in

to the snail’s pace at what’s

usually a speedway.

The universe says, oh, you

think you have patience

do you, well take this

into your cubby and

see how you do.

Boy, are you strong after

a few sessions of that.

All for your good, the

universe, adds.  What would

you do if there was a real

emergency?

O.K. so I went up a notch or

two in the patience (& not

folding under pressure)

department today.

Pacific Albus (Poplar) tree farm, Boardman Tree Farm, Oregon

Pacific Albus (Poplar) tree farm, Boardman Tree Farm, Oregon

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Dracula

Waiting for Dracula

I’m not afraid

Searching

for his cape

black upon black

seeing the whites

of his eyes

fangs upon

fangs

gleaming

and bright

I’m still not

afraid

Shiver in my

boots–it’s cold

I’m not afraid

Run, Run

here he comes

I like running

but I’m not

afraid

into the water

across the swamp

up the hill

Shut the door

I’m not afraid

glad to be home!

Sandstone walls in Antelope Canyon. Utah.

Sandstone walls in Antelope Canyon. Utah.

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begin again

there’s usually more than one way to

do things

but there’s only one way to begin.

yes, Yoda says,  “Do or do not,

there is no try”.

Once you get rolling, your car

warms up,

everything you remembered

about driving comes back

to you (if it ever left!) and

you arrive without a thought

of effort.

the hardest 1000% was just

before the first word when

you said to yourself,  ” I’m

going ahead with this,

no matter what.”

and you begin.

you may hit your thumb

with a hammer until you

get into the groove

but not one nail gets

driven until you take

the first swing.

staple removers and

claws (not Santa)

remove “mistakes”

and you keep plowing

on.

Close up of Teddy Bear Sunflower.

Close up of Teddy Bear Sunflower.

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Synchronicity

Snychronistic meetings really

make me wondering…

timing is everything

who knows if a minute

later or earlier

would have changed

things

as it was the timing

that was precise.

I was choosing

ways that led me to

where I went

and voila,

synchronicity.

My being is calmer.

I’m choosing

differently than

when I was

more rattled

and nervous.

So, that was

influencial in

where I went first

& when today–

synchronistic events

gave me a productive

& joyful day

not ordinarily

experienced.

Close up of Blue-eyed Beauty (Osteospermum)

Close up of Blue-eyed Beauty (Osteospermum)

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A Risk

A risk, is a risk, is a risk.

So you make a lot of mistakes

stepping up to the plate.

The pitcher is out to get you out.

You can swing feverishly

when you’d be better off biding

your time, waiting for that

perfect pitch that you “know”

you can hit.

When you’re out of your league,

your ballpark,

you play on foreign soil.

New terrain, new “opponents”.

Really, we’re all working

together

but in a new place, some

of your settings need

a slight adjustment

to pull off a successful

experience.

Turoco bird. Victoria Butterfly Gardens. Victoria, B.C. Canada

Turoco bird. Victoria Butterfly Gardens. Victoria, B.C. Canada

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Holy Day

If I came to earth

to live

I’m wondering when

it’s going to start?

I wait each day

for inspiration

but I get the same

old

same old.

It comes in the same

package as the

day before & the day

before that.

I’m waiting for

fireworks, celebrations

to happen each day

I step out of

my house & even

before that while

I sleep & get

ready for the day.

Every day is a holiday

and I choose to

celebrate it by

working or

playing.

My energy for

both is the same

as neither.

 

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Speed Living

I am on a fast path.

I don’t know if I want

to slow down and lose all the

benefits of accomplishment

I feel moving this quickly.

Slower is often a more saturated

experience.  I really feel things

more fully, more deeply.

Like speed reading and speed

eating, you give up something

in the process–even if you do

get more done or “seem” to enjoy

shovelling food down your

throat at a ditch digger’s

pace.

Sometimes it’s very hard

to slow myself down,

almost impossible seeming.

So sometimes I go with the

faster flow, knowing sooner

or later I will have to stop

or slow to face myself,

my thoughts, & my feelings.

Stopping like all stops

regenerates

so you come out more

powerful.

Rest and recuperation are

necessary for a fast or

a slow life lived joyously.

 

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Should on You

I write because I’m right

but I’m not, really

I just think I am

in a lot of cases.  It

gets me into a lot of

trouble when people

do not conform to

the way I think things

should be or people

should be.

I should on the world

including myself

& it’s a deep do-do

experience going

through life this

way.  No one wants

it, not even me

but tell that to the

“part” of me that

doesn’t understand

the futility of trying

to change the world

and others, & myself

on command.

No wonder I’m impatient,

thinking this way.

I’ve got to give it up

or inherit unhappiness

for a lifetime.

 

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A Word

Feelings, like miniature

explosions,

go off inside me.

I am an implosion

waiting to happen.

Inner calm has

retreated, yielded

to the energy of

the universe

I am tapping

into,

connected

with.

Plant a seed in

this atmosphere

and it instantly

incinerates

so volatile, so

unstable is the

environment

in which it

is placed.

The explosions,

eruptions

need to be

released to the

world at large.

One quiet way

is through

this writing.

A word is a word

is a word,

one word at a time.

 

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