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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

NEM UPDATE FROM BEHIND THE WHEEL


Monday, January 21, 2008

MORAL BOOSTER

I made my son watch this. It did him good. It did my good as well.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

The Lyric


Sunday, January 13, 2008

SUNDAY WISDOM

WHERE EVERYTHING IS MUSIC

Don't worry about saving these songs!
And if one of our instruments breaks,
it doesn't matter.

We have fallen into the place
where everything is music.

The strumming and the flute notes
rise into the atmosphere,
and even if the whole world's harp
should burn up,
there will still be
hidden instruments playing.

So the candle flickers and goes out.
We have a piece of flint, and a spark.

This singing art is sea foam.
The graceful movements come from a pearl
somewhere on the ocean floor.

Poems reach up spindrift and the edge
of driftwood along the beach, wanting!

They derive
from a slow and powerful root
that we can't see.

Stop the words now.
Open the window in the center of your chest,
and let the spirits fly in and out.

--Rumi

Saturday, January 12, 2008

JC MEDITATION 001


Friday, January 11, 2008

REMEDY

Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.
--Mark Twain

I need to stew on the above more as I keep my finger in my new stress machine.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE JUST FINE...


 
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