A thought about taekwondo

Bodies in motion
With the power of our minds
Martial arts’ beauty,

I’ve been studying taekwondo for several years. I’ve been a black for s could years know. I love the beauty, the strength, and grace. And,just importantly, I adore the community that is my humble school’s. 

Cling to Hope

Fear is powerful 

Yet only hope can transform 

Cling strongly to that 

It’s hard, at times, to fnd the light in the dark. Seek it out, nurture it. It is there, and will grow stronger. 

A Meditation This Memorial Day

Please remember why

So many giving their lives

Bird song on marble

As a young man, I was quite proud of my decision to join the Navy. No plans for great and noble sacrifice. My future was what mattered; potential, possibility. There were thoughts of glory, but not of sacrifice. 

I’m sobered as I remember my youth. The naivete. The impulsiveness. The reckless spirit. The commitment to my friends. A child in so many ways, carrying amazing responsibility. I held the keys to horror. Mistakes could mean anguish and death for my friends, my crew, those I loved, and for countless innocents. 

I’ve seen the face of parents who’ve lost their children. Of wives who lost their husbands. The promise of youth shattered to pieces. That leaves a horrible swath of destruction within hearts. 

I consider all of this as I look upon this day and it’s symbolism. There’s so much we have yet to learn. 

An Early Morning Haiku

Yes, I am awake

And the birds sing with vigor

Dawn has not yet come

I’m amazed at the number of birds singing right now. Well, I think one of the loudest sounds is an insect, but I digress.  It’s quite boisterous. Oddly, as daylight comes their sounds will quiet. Perhaps just supplanted by human noise. Perhaps. 

Anxiety and Mindless Guilt

Our hearts torture us
Pronouncing us quite guilty
Anxiety’s cruel

Despair Lies 

<

p style=”font-family:"”>Despair’s a liar

<

p style=”font-family:"”>There’s always a way forwards 

<

p style=”font-family:"”>Hints of dawn’s colors 

<

p style=”font-family:"”>I know how easy it is get lost in fear, my mind racing with destructive dreams. It’s corrosive to my joy. 

<

p style=”font-family:"”>

Thinking about evenings, flowers, and just being done

The day’s heat fading
Sun obscured by these fir trees
Tasks finally done

This evening is done. Didn’t get everything done I wanted to, but I never do. Such is the way of things for me I guess.

Tonight’s haiku: about seeking tranquility

I stand in the night 

Breathing against all my fears

Tranquility sought

Tonight I’m seeking to calm my fears. My meditations upon tranquility are focusing on actually completing things.

Spring Is bursting with life

Spring Is bursting with life
Plants calling the bees forward
Seeding the future

This flower is in my garden. Its one of many.