As I look upwards
Orion’s belt reminds me
This stargazing youth
So many memories, laying in the grass, eyes skyward, my dreams moving at lightspeed.
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Greatness
Every great thing
At the start
Was against the
Odds
Hints of Spring
The tree begins anew
Light flows, that old dance
Colors, bees, birds…you know
Life will carry on long beyond me
A Cyborg Dream
This silicon mind
Bytes raging across the earth
Digital dreaming
I Love Elegance
Seeking elegance
Fine stationary and pens
Classical styling
Walking Alongside The River
After days of rain
The river’s running quite high
An eagle watching
The Respect of ‘why’, or Obedient Serfs Don’t Innovate
A mediation on today’s post by Seth Godin: “The respect of ‘why'”.
Questionsall was my first Twitter handle, and is the title of my poetry blog, and my very first site here on Blogger. I deeply value questioning, on probing. I don’t accept things at face value.
I believe the path to a great life comes through questions.
- What do I want to do with my life?
- What feeds my soul?
- What makes my heart soar?
- What steals my energy? My passion? My joy?
Wise leaders accept the value of questioning. Everyone on the team needs to value the mission, share the dream and the goals. Then, and only then, will you have a team of innovators.
Obedient serfs don’t innovate!
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Evaluating Life
Evaluating
Are actions aligned with goals?
Deliberate change
Doing some personal evaluation right now. Clarifying my goals: what I want to do, what I want my life to mean. Hard, but necessary, especially when I put everything on the table: nothing sacred, all challenged. Ensuring only what is truly enriching remains.
This kind of work is hard. Rewarding, but hard. Hard to look at decisions and paths thinking “is it time to let this go”? But that’s the only way to keep moving forward.
Morning Meditations
Another morning
Dreaming crafting the greatest future
Sitting silently
Poetry as Witness
My heart now broken
Grace within the brutalized
Within all this? Hope!
I finally listened to this story this evening. This gem comes from the CBC.
The Indian schools were a period of unmitigated evil. It breaks my heart to see the savagey with which we were delighted to