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I Can

Everything’s telling me I can’t

but I’m going to anyway.

I saw how powerful my mind

and thoughts were today,

taking away pain if I

focused on the positive–on

what I wanted.

It just took a little while

of concerted “effort” & con-

centration to build up

a momentum where I didn’t

have to do that anymore.

I was just on “auto pilot”.

When the pain occasionally

surfaced–it was constant in

the beginning–I just

did what I did continuously

to get going for a brief

moment, and I was

on the road again–pain

free.

It wasn’t my body–

that was just the result

of my “negative”, weak

thinking that manifested

in the habit of pain & “I

can’t do it”.  It was just easier

to give up when the going

got tough than push through

it with some effort in my

thinking and that pushed

my body forward.

 

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Now’s the Time

How can I call my life “boring”

when everyday things are different?  True,

some things are the same, but the majority

of my experience from day-to-day is anyone’s

guess.

So, why am I so surprised when this surprise

happens each day, my not knowing anything

about it, until I’m facing its presence in

my face, asking how to deal with it?

In retrospect, I may have “done better” in my

humble opinion, but I did what I did and

let it go at that.  Hardly boring.

I’m looking for what? an adrenaline

rush? to feel excited enough to feel alive?

Maybe.  I’m not seeking it, though.  But when

I have a particular satisfying interaction

with someone, I’m usually feeling pretty

fulfilled might be too strong–but pretty good.

Although, I never feel or experience boredom

usually moment-to-moment (or at least I

don’t really notice it), I’ve felt it more often

occasionally lately.  I’m usually alone

on a walk or something, so I ask the

universe or tell it, “O.K.”, you got my total

attention out here in the middle of

nowhere (if I’m on a walk).  Now’s the

time to lay some heavy, enlightening

clarity on my soul/ my mind.  What do

you want me to know?  What do I

need to be aware of?  What can I do to

feel less…bored?–if that’s what I’m feeling.

I usually don’t get much right then

but later I may have some unusual inspiration.

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

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

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Nature’s Nurture

I walked at noon time

I walked at night,

cool both times

people were riding bicycles

dog bouncing on the trail

happy as can be looking.

Who says nature doesn’t

have something to offer

everyone at any time.

The air was rain-washed,

worth the trip all on its own.

Cars were oblivious to

what outside of them

offered.

Speed at going nowhere

really.

My pace was much

faster to get me to where

I want to go–within.

Cloudy day dispersed

easily with the breeze.

Cedar Waxwings ate berries

from my tree outside.

15 min. later I walked out

to see them again and

they were gone!  Had their

fill apparently.  Many

berries left for tomorrow.

Soon the crows will come

and eat.

Nature’s treat–free and

unlimitedly (almost!)

available.

 

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!! 100 Birthdays !!

My friend invited me to

his mom’s 100th birthday

party!!  Relatives-very

elderly relatives

themselves–came

thousands of miles

to be in his mom’s

backyard this afternoon.

I felt so honored to be

welcomed into their

presence.

I met the most interesting

people!  I was willing to

take risks, and, as always,

was rewarded.

I’m ready, as much as I’m

capable, and at a step at a

time, to rearrange my life

to reflect my new awareness,

it seems, that is dawning or

beginning to dawn on

me.  I want to be

braver, living my

life without later regrets.

Some way, I will

be able to change

my tack, heading

off in a new direction.

I’m glad I went.

Very rich experience.

 

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I Like Your Hair

I was having a horrible day.

Out of the “ether” a student

calls out:  “I like your hair.”

Profusely, I say THANK YOU!

The one bit of unasked for

love from a complete stranger

wets my whistle in a desert

of rugged experiences.

As I say THANK YOU he

walks toward me.  I say,

“I like your hair, too.”  He

had a luxurious crop any

one would have been envious

of.

He wrapped his arms around

me on the basketball court

all sweaty and hot yet

that one bit of love

exchanged is what I

remember from my day.

How he knew to reach

out to me would mean

a lot, & is what I needed,

I don’t know.

But kids know, are

psychic in their awareness,

and can read your heart

like a book–those that

can read–their innocence

is refreshing, while it lasts.

Circle of tulip flowers.

Circle of tulip flowers.

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Summer Walk

It was just me and the hawks

circling the thermals

screeching in joy I would assume

even in torrid temps 100+.

The heat was oppressive, liberating

to walk through it unscathed, and get

a ‘free’ detox all at once.

Toxins poured out of my cleansing

body.  I had enough air to continue

without too much interruption

and stops.

Nature adapts, as I was.  Feeling its

strength, mine rose to match it.

No one interrupted my train

of thought much, because they

weren’t there, huddled down in

their a/c’ed bungalows.

I don’t blame their sensibilities.

Sometimes, I wish I could

share it when it comes to

braving inclement weather.

(But not often).

 

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Breakout

We hide inside

cocoon-like;

we’re budding

butterflies.

We have to

breakout

to fly,

to see the light.

There’s none of it

inside.

We have to feel

our way through the

veil of seeming illusion

and incarceration.

Just one speck of a beam

is enough to give us

hope

that more lies outside.

You never know for sure.

You shed your cocoon

and see if you can

survive in the air

with your drying

wings.

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Fresh!

My body loves to be fed

good tasting, local, fresh

food.  Fruits and vegetables

only hours out of the ground

or off the tree or bush.

I like to support the farmers

with my love, my caring and

it goes both ways, person to person.

Even if I don’t buy from them

that week because I’m already

stocked up, I send my

appreciative love from the time

I last stocked my cupboards–

with their honey, essential oil,

tomatoes–whatever it is I’m

hungry for that week.

I’m hanging onto the

freshness as long–or as

short! as I can.

 

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Silent Walking

I celebrate the silence,

the solace of the woods

so graciously “being”

basking in the sun

welcoming my passage

through their humble

abode.

No need to straighten up

the place for my presence

they have nothing to

be ashamed of–their

house is in order, as is.

My mind dwells deep

within in such

silent distractions.

It can hear itself think.

And feel.

It  can receive

and wake up to

the creative wealth

wanting to sprout

and grow in the

sunlight, also.

It can even rest

without much

or any activity

at all.  It just

enjoys being

unpressured to be.

 

 

 

 

 

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Walking Backwards

Walking backwards–the route–

not my body–produces awarenesses

you don’t as readily notice when

you trek your tried and true

favorite path.

They were all there before but

now you see & feel them in a new

light.

You may even test yourself by

trying to follow your

intuitive knowingness of

where & which way to go.

I got so far out that I

wasn’t sure the way back

would be all that enjoyable

if I was tired & pushing

to get home.  Which has

happened before when I get

greedy and go beyond what

my body & inner sense is

telling me.  I just love it

so much.  And some days

I’m feeling really great & that

enjoyment is all the more

magnified.

But today turned out fine.

And my inner knowingness

assured me it would give

me the energy to get back

with ease.  I love walking.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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