Flooded Fridays and Lazy Haikus

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It's really been a long week with its end as its own reward. Sometimes you can keep your nose to the stone too long and miss the world passing by. It's certainly no secret that the world is full of hard times and tightening belts. Everywhere you look, there's something new or old closed. With such despair and lowness on so many hearts, you might easily forget all the wonderful things that STILL go on everyday right under your nose. This is NOT the end. The beginning of something far more begins at the end of this but is being birthed in the midst of what some would deem chaos and ruin, a hopeless plummet. I say NO; it's not that, not yet.


Yes, it has rained far more than most are comfortable with receiving; but the guy with the ark hasn't floated by yet. So we are a long way from too much. However; some have been unfortunate and it's up to the rest of us to help out where we can. In such times, it is easy to shy away from additional commitments or even acts of kindness; but I say it is the very time to strike. When we can't; that is the moment we absolutely must! It is not only for those we are helping but also ourselves and the things inside us that get activated and released to multiply into the ever-changing world...like glowing points of light in a dim day. Spread smiles and dim the despair. I am reminded of my father being upset when my bed-ridden grandmother doesn't remember him; to which I respond, Pop, she has good days and bad days — its not personal. Yes, bad things happen to good people and sometimes bad people win — that doesn't change our responsibility to respond or empower.


No matter what washes your home, hope, smiles, illusions or peace away; joy ALWAYS comes in the morning. Don't sell yourself short. You are strong. You are great. You are marvelously made and fashioned individually unique. The rain passes. Trouble doesn't last always. Hang on and fight. When you can't fight, cry and scream for more strength; then knock that sucker into next week. You can, you will and you are a survivor. Doom and gloom are for those who lay down and surrender with eyes closed to hope.

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Alas, however you spend your weekend, here's a couple of short, sweet lines to chuckle at along the way.


Rain and Paperboats
Falling rain, so much
Flooding things but not my hope
Paper boats love it.

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Seeking Flight
Birds, clouds, breeze, aloft
Gliding above tall green trees
As leaves flee to flight

The Simple Stupid

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I heard a great quote that really sparked some intense thinking.
Truth is simple;
if it was complicated,
everybody would understand it.

--Walt Whitman

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It struck me on several levels. Religiously Judeau Chrisitan beliefs would agree with this saying. Christ states many times that His yoke was "easy" and that His ways are simple. What could be more difficult to do? Just believe? Faith in invisible stuff? Act as though it were? Not excluding and other additionals; the "magic" of it all would seem so simple that we are powerless to explain or comprehend such mysteries. Christ admonishes us to come as the little children. Who but children would have the audacity to be so simple. They believe anything at any time. They arent clouded by any lessons life has beaten into them or a thousand people have told them was impossible. Its no wonder that children are the first to be aware of the unseen. Children and animals are so empty of junk and rules that the impossible still has plenty of space to happen. Reality has no limits. Sometimes I think we are all unlimited; but our perception makes us much less....


Scientificly when you consider the human and its mind and its untapped
capacities, you have to wonder what you dont know. Are we only on the
first page of a forty page manual? How much and how terribly terrific are the things we have not the slightest clue? Of course, I'm a sucker for shows like the X-Files and Fringe that focus on the extraordinary; things so fantastic or terrible, they couldnt possibly be true; but what if they are? Then you through in the supercollider and wormholes and time travel and quantum physics and the lines of real and sci-fi begin to blur. Several years ago a cellphone or microwave would have been science fiction to someone. Of course, there are a few people left who dont believe we've been to the moon.


How do we unwrap our minds of life's curses and dissatisfactions? There are those making millions of dollars on self help programs, TV talkshows, a set of tapes, a set of books and any number of conveluted lengthy slickly marketed gems. Most of it can all be boiled down to something very simple; but you wouldnt pay half your earnings for a truth that simple...besides you already knew that. We would rather have some "other" authority's idea of perfection and perfect life than our own. Perhaps children have the best advice of us all. More ironic, its what we fed them because we supposedly believed it or are at least very comfortable deluding them with it very early in life. Perhaps all our solutions were the ones we left, discarded or forgot back in first grade while playing with all the other kids....little SIMPLE things....


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M