Restless

Resisting sleep’s call,
Mind dislikes this body’s imperative.
I cannot abide any hints of the
Fringes of my limitations.
Whispering powerful yet silent
Words.  

Vicarious Lives

Gracefully accepting
Dreams gifted from the heart
Yet meant for another.
These are customized,
Wearing someone else’s
No matter how well meant
Is ugly and
Uncomfortable.

Loneliness

Such a strange thing,
This loneliness within
Despair’s deep abyss
For it harbors many,
Many hearts.

Rocket Day

My son and I exploring rocketry, then me messing around with iMovie.

Possibly the first of many: both launches and dollars spent.

Sunlight’s Healing

Sunlight cleansed skin,
Soul lightened by warmed bones.
Aches relieved by summer’s
Healing grasp, misery
Vaporized, floating
Along the wind.   

Wings

Between its back and the sky
Flutters the prevention of doom.
Gentle buzz accompanies
Resistance to gravity’s
Demanding call.

The Limits Of Web Solutions

Today, one of the main sites I work out of is struggling with a DDOS attack. Well, it’s actually been the past few days. This site tracks my workflow, and houses my to-do list. Being locked out has moved from annoyance to inconvenience to problem to serious issue.

This has me wonder, though: is technology really ready for “prime time”? For those of us who have shifted our calendars, tracking systems, CRM to the web, what is at risk? A relatively simply action can create significant paralysis.

To be clear, I’m not ready to abandon all my tech solutions and grab paper and binders yet. But I am considering what I can do, analog or otherwise, to be better able to react to these nuisances. There is no guarantee that any website will remain in business tomorrow. There are technological snafus. How do I minimize the risks inherent with going all-in with tech/web solutions? I’ll be meditating on that for the next few days. 

Fearlessness

Fearlessness,
So hard to embrace.
Fear serves us well.
Protection from malice.
Yet, this protective weave
Eventually stifles growth.

We prattle on
About not letting fear
Control our lives.
And yet, so often, it
Does. Aversion to risk
Really the highest calling?

I seek freedom from
Fears. From that strangulated
Grasp, embracing what may
Come,  trusting in both
My ability to hold the joy
And that good will come.