Reflections on a Day

It would be nice to plan my days.

But it doesn’t seem to work out that

way, usually.

I set off in one direction and end up

in a completely new place than where

I was headed.

It makes for discovery, excitement,

adventure, challenge and I’m free to

pursue it, pretty much, fully, from

my inner feelings, my gut intuition,

my inspiration to try new things,

take new risks I’ve never done before.

All this makes me a newbie at life

& rarely do I stay long enough to

achieve much mastery over

any one thing.

I don’t like ruts.  But I do do what

seems to work and don’t change

that very much if it’s still

‘fresh’ for me despite doing it

over & over because I like it so


I’m unexpectedly surprised by

the support of ‘nature’ my

endeavors elicit or even just

because I showed up & didn’t do

particularly much to earn

that support but be myself.

Life has a strange reward system

sometimes, coming when you least

expect it and never arriving when

you do…

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