happiness

Fun

3 letters.  If they’re not in your life

put together like that–you

don’t have much going into your fond

memory account.

It’s not the be-all & end-all but its

absence is.

Just doing without enjoying is

racking up a lot of “things” while

you’re not feeling particularly happy

about it all.  Joy is missing–

sometimes we forget or don’t

even know to feel what we’re

doing as enjoyment.  To relax

into that.  It may be there 5%

but it needs to be there 90-100%.

Not of the time–I’m talking about

the quality of experience.  Deeply

felt ones are like wringing the

last bit of water out of a sponge.

Most of us have soggy sponges.

Unused joy that is in the shadows,

the wings, waiting, to color

our experience of life.

Otherwise, it’s a black & white

movie, over at the end & that’s

that.  Not much to write

home about.  Just another

check off the list.  Your bucket

is getting empty, but it often

times doesn’t mean too much.

Fun.  Is it or isn’t it?

 

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Escape Within

I want to crawl into my page

pull the covers up

turn on the flashlight

and disappear from the

world for a long, long

time.

My own personal ‘hole’.

Who would ever think

I’d be happy in a (w)hole

lot of darkness with the

aid of a flashlight?

But I am.

I don’t even want to peek

out to see if the world

is still there.

I know it probably is

but I don’t want to

know I know.

I don’t want to think

about anything else

but what’s on this

page basking in the

light of my desk

covered up from the

world with my

one-focused attention.

I’ve been out there too

long taking in stuff.

Now I just want to

let some of it flow out

like a calm, serene lake

reflecting the majesty of

the heavens on a starlit

night.

 

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Humor in Class

The kids often come up to me

in class or after class and say:

“You’re funny” in a rather

deadpan way.  I rarely see,

though, any of them smiling

or laughing at my efforts to

cheer up a rather bored and

oppressed looking class (or

when I try to target some likely

looking “unhappy” individuals.

I can usually get through to some

of the toughest cases :).

I’m thinking of offering “extra

points” for laughing, or even

smiling, at my jokes much like

what I do when I’m “desperate”

for participation and offer “extra

Eagle Bucks” for the “right” answer

I’m looking for for a thoughtful

topic we’re reading and discussing.

I don’t want to “load the question”

for a “better mood” if they’re not already

feeling it.  But I might experiment and see

what I can come up with.  Today’s kids

are often a sorrowful bunch when it comes

to offering them what the school curriculum

is dishing out…in class…on the playground

they seem to recover quite a bit!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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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Chocolate

Chocolate searches me out

like a bloodhound sometimes.

No matter how hard I try to

hide (from) it, it finds me.

That’s all well and good

if I could get straight with

accepting its good qualities

and influence on my life.

It really does help me feel

‘OK’ if I eat some.

I don’t need much, so I

need to focus on other

things to fill me up.

A garnish it is to the

main meal in life.

Anyway, that’s how

I look at it usually

for best results in

its use.  I admit it.

I’m a user!  And I

feel better now that

I’ve written this about

it.

It shows some self-love

for myself.

That I’m worthy of

a treat now and then.

 

 

 

 

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Dreamers

Day dreamers.

Night dreamers.

The night is for dreaming.

Sweet dreams, she said.

Sweet.  My favorite taste.

Happy ones, too.

You get what you want,

or think you want.

Maybe you’re asking

for too little.

The universe has a big

dump truck.

How wide is your lawn?

Big truck.

Sometimes less is more

and more is less.

Whatever.  If you’re

happy quantity is

irrelevant.

Your heart has to

decide what it is

ready to handle.

Not ready?  You can still

choose happiness and

keep truckin’.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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10 Cents

Spent.  My last dime

on a friend who has

my back.

Good investment.

Great return.

That 10 cents was a

gift anyway.

All I had to

do to receive it

was open my palms.

10 cents, please.

No problem says

the almighty care-

taker of dimes.

So I was rich

and gave my last

one to my friend.

10 cents is 10 cents.

You either have it

or…

you don’t.

I don’t…

anymore.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Live and Let Live

The Dark Hedges. Rural Beech tree lined road in Ireland.

The Dark Hedges. Rural Beech tree lined road in Ireland.

Photography © Dennis Frates Photography  http://www.fratesphoto.com/

I wish I could flick a

switch and be changed.

I think I have all the

answers–no matter how

many times I change

my mind–I think I’m

always right(eous) and

my answers would be

good for you.  Maybe.

But I don’t leave room

for the “unknown”,

“miracles”, if you will

because they’re so

uncommon or even rare

to non-existent.

Anyone can be the first.

So it’s a learned “defect”

I would even call it–in

relationships, esp.

Learned because my young,

innocent self didn’t think

this way.  It didn’t seek to

convince as much as share.

At least I see it.

I want to be helpful–not a

chain around someone’s

neck.

I need to leave room for

“the other” not being me.

Having a different

road to travel, yet we

can still walk it together.

 

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OK Just as I am

I’m ok just as I am, huh?

That’s a weird, strange concept.

I always figured a little touch

up here & there wouldn’t hurt.

A small improvement in performance.

Increased horsepower or maybe

solar power these days.

I don’t need a make over?  hmm.

Maybe I’m not looking at

the same me others are.

When I talk to them I feel

a bit more ok when nothing’s

changed but our chat.

Can’t puff myself up

set up for deflation

by a pin wielding

Madman or woman?

What a concept.  OK as

I am. Hmm.  That

puts me out of a job!

I’ve been a constant

self-improver

wanting to tap

my deepest potential.

I guess I can still do

that while not feeling

deficient in any way.

Constantly not liking my

paint job, looking for a

good deal to shine my

fenders & polish my brass.

 

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Move

Help me find my own house

away from obnoxious neighbors.

Mostly, any neighbors.  Their dogs,

their smoking, loud, & inconsiderate

behavior.

It’s not that I’m anti-social, I just like

my peace, and not have it disturbed.

There must be a way to have

a situation that fits my lifestyle,

my temperament and that I enjoy.

I don’t know, I may be ready for

a move.  I have a lot here that I

like.  Nowhere’s perfect, or is it,

and a way to be there available,

and ready to accept?

 

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