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Opening (306/365)

Sparkles, spreadsheets, blood vessels
There's something wrong
But I can't put a finger on it
Seek some advice
Let a teacher find you
Be open to a new way of living
Tomorrow's a new day
I will take his advice
And let life touch me more intimately

Still Growing (305/365)

If you were truly the best at what you did
Wouldn't your reputation precede you?
If you were the tallest tree in the forest
Would you need to tell others to look up?
Sometimes we build fortresses to protect our growing kingdoms
But the walls send mixed messages,
Of unreached triumph, and of fear

Wise Words

"Women talk about their problems because they want someone to listen. Men talk about their problems because they want them fixed."

-Dr. Oz

Not Sure about the Nectar (304/365)

So this is what God feels like
Knowing the end result
Yet letting Nature
Karma
Play out
Without stress or interference
How cold and boring!
How long would you want to be loved?
Forever?
How sickeningly sweet
I've fallen asleep during plays with too much drama
And too little
Who wants to live like the rocks
When you are human?

Human Locks (303/365)

She might have come here to be a hero
Someone hurt so badly
A few breaths from death
This is a person who's traveled a great distance
She might have come here to be a healer
To bring others back from the dead
She wonders,
If the light is so transforming
Why is it kept in human locks?

Game Time (302/365)

Every day I find new games to play
That help me learn the world
I try peace and I try worry
I play fat and I play skinny
I battle and I refrain
I set limits and restrictions
I plan and then I gamble
I push forward or step back
I show compassion or disdain
I keep it quiet or sing all day
Each win or loss informs the next game
And time just dawdles on

Progress (301/365)

There's nothing like the thrill of creation
That fantastic bubbling up from within
Followed by the exhilarating task of
Navigating around the rocks in the river
As you are carried ever more rapidly toward your creation's destiny

Live Today (300/365)

How much time slips through young fingers

While we wait for inspiration,

Muddle through mediocrity,

Stuck in the imaginary web of our worries.

Just as words are forever, so are the actions we don’t take.

Regret is for the hasty and the timid alike.

“What would you attempt if you knew you would succeed?”

A caring word,

An action worthy of your talents.

Worry is a heavy suitcase.

Your talent is not a burden, it’s a chariot.

Sometimes God walks among men,

But his home is in the sky.

Others (299/365)

We're just starting to figure out
Who we really are
What motivates us
What moves us
We can talk so fast now
To so many others
Now we know what the rest of the world thinks
Was it a surprise?
Is the joke on you?
With the dissection of religion
What organs of truth will emerge?

Everyday Transformation (298/365)

To create you must consume
To live you must die
That's why we don't get excited
About things that don't matter

Love Echo (297/365)

If you meet enough people
And listen to their stories
You will find the master key
That unlocks every door
You become like the sage
A participant, even puppet, of the drama
And an audience member at the same time
You begin to hear the same song
Playing over and over in the background
And become adept at predicting the notes
Then the question becomes
How much to interfere?
Or
Is an echoing love dance the only efficient response?

Church Notes

Pledge with Your Imagination, Not Your History

Don't Know (296/365)

Dear Lord,
I don't know...
I don't know...
I don't know...
I don't know...
I don't know...
I don't know...
I don't know...
I don't know...
I don't know...
I don't know...
I don't know...
I don't know...
Amen

Fuming for the Weak (295/365)

I made it through another day
Neither predator nor prey
Though the stars shine down on each alike
I'm still disturbed by weakness

Relate (294/365)

Limited minds
Need words for the limitless
We don't all relate to love the same way
We are both what we know and what we believe
But it's hard to name a set of beliefs
So when you talk, speak of love
And speak of your understanding
We are books with no covers
Just trying to relate

Happiness Helps

"Happy people tend to be more creative and less prone to the errors induced by habit."
-Joseph Hallinan, "Why We Make Mistakes."

These Days (293/365)

These days
I can't imagine what thirty more years will bring
I've lived so many lives already
These days
I still take on too much
I need to be more sensitive to the balance
These days
Are nothing like I pictured they would be
What a thrill, what a life
These days

Sweet Tooth (292/365)

Sugar pop
Bubblegum
Chocolate covered strawberries
Gumdrops
Thin mints
Candied brown walnuts
Krispy kreme
Ice cream
Lemondrops
Wednesday

Don't Wait for What you Want (291/365)

Only love will heal
Not time
Not money
Only light can illuminate
Not fear
Not isolation
Only hope
Sometimes as fragile as an eggshell
Will carry you into a new life