Tag Archives: perspective

Answer the Call

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Be bold when it comes to your dreams.
They need to see you mean business.
Otherwise, they might fly off
in search of someone who’ll
take the chance you were offered
but were too afraid to take.
Friends, you can have your excuses,
or you can have your success,
but you can’t have both.
Looking back on your life
as you lay there on your deathbed,
what will you want to see
written into the record of your years?
Let that question drive you forward
as you answer the call to live your dreams.

Has the Whole World Changed?

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Life is so magical
when lived with an open heart.
My inner saboteur
successfully talked me out of it
until now.
Now, this moment,
is a lot fresher, clearer,
more vibrant.
Things seem lighter and funnier.
People seem friendlier.
Has the whole world changed,
or have I?

Every Moment a Choice

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With so many possibilities
how can we choose
where to go
what to do
what to say
and to whom?
But choose we do,
whether consciously
or not–
every moment
we are making a choice.
If we were to zoom out
and look at this life
from a different perspective,
we’d see that we are on a tiny blue dot
in a small galaxy
somewhere in the
inconceivably vast expanse of space
in a universe about which
so little is known.
We can make a big deal of ourselves
or we can take ourselves lightly.
We can be blasé about what we have
or we can see how precious this life is.
It is always a choice.
Friends, take a deep breath
and choose wisely.

This Universe

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I awoke at 5:30,
sat in quiet.
As I rose from my seat
I noticed the sun was rising too.
I got to wondering…
Does the sun meditate
on light and dark?
Being itself the source of light
can it know what it is?
It must see these illumined planets
circling around–
does the sun know
these heavenly bodies shine
because of its own light?
How can it know its utter vastness
without some mirror
to reveal it to itself?
Looking out into the infinite depths of space
does it wonder what it is
and where it’s from?
And to think
there are countless galaxies,
countless solar systems
stretching out into the endless
expanses of space,
space that dwarfs our sun
and renders it inconsequential
in this enormous universe.
And here I am,
a tiny speck
on one little spinning ball of dirt,
wondering, wondering
about this universe
where so little is known.

All These Questions

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I search through the fatigue
for something that means something.
I realize I’ve been looking in the wrong place.
I think everything is not IT,
but in fact, everything IS it.
How could it not be?
This reality is all we have.
Are we awake to it?
We think we know so much,
but when we look deeper,
we realize we know very little.
The best we can do is commit
to staying open to Life,
to humility in the face
of all these questions.

Our Thinking Makes It So

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There is no problem
but our thinking makes it so.
There are no new stressful thoughts;
they have been the same
since the very beginning of time.
Yes, the details and the context have changed,
but the feelings really have not.
Anger is anger and fear is fear.
Sadness is sadness and joy is joy.
Whatever stress we experience
has been experienced many times over…
we are not so different from our ancestors,
even with our cell phones,
Instagram, FaceBook and YouTube.
This is good news!
It means that we don’t have to take
any of these human difficulties personally.
And, everything is personal,
because everything is a projection
of our own minds.
Clean up your mind,
and your projection becomes pure.
Find joy within
and you will see joy outside as well.
Settle into this moment,
see beyond the stories.
Reality is beautiful.
Our thinking makes it so.

Not So Big

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Looking up through the tall trees
to see clouds drifting
in an immense blue sky,
I realize how truly small I am.
I breathe and move from pose to pose,
remembering the impermanence of this life
in which the only constant is change.
I take pleasure in the sensations
of breathing
and moving,
in the sound of a bullfrog chuckling nearby,
in the feeling of a gentle, warm wind
kissing my face.
No human has ever grown to the height
of the black walnut and the tulip poplars
that grace me with their cooling shade
as I dive deeper inwards and face my own fire.
Practicing beside these towering giants
I am humbled.
Suddenly my problems
don’t seem so big after all.