Facing Forward, Pursuing Progress
A week; a moment
Blur of daylight into night
Flows into winter
In this world that values busyness, it’s hard to focus. Mindfulness consumed by the God of more, of efficiencies. It’s easy to lose sight of what’s important and end up losing far too much time focused on the wrong things. When our actions don’t build towards something greater, we lose so very much.
My dreams keep moving
In an arc around the sky
Autumn’s now winter
While I look skyward
Moments of clarity shine
This cold autumn sky
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p style=”font-family:"”>We focus on gratitude
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p style=”font-family:"”>Growing our soul’s grace
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p style=”font-family:"”>Seems appropriate, the month of Thanksgiving, to focus on gratitude. Today’s haiku sets the stage, reminding us of the value of gratitude, of connection, of interdependence.
A new day begins
Full of opportunity
Don’t let your fears win
It’s always time
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p style=”font-family:"”>To step away from my past
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p style=”font-family:"”>As the present fades
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p style=”font-family:"”>Into dust
Nervousness wakes me
A meeting with high pressure
I’m lacking self-trust
Darkness holds its own
Rest is deceptively hard
The street-light’s ally
Sitting here, pre-dawn
My mind frantic with work stuff
The night is quiet
I’m awake, my mind reeling with ideas. Sadly, but restful, peaceful ones. Rather, things I need to change, ideas i need to incorporate. In the morning calm, my brain is editing my work. But they most desirable thing, I guess. It doesn’t facilitate and being of being well rested. The
My response? Open up my tablet and capture these notions, then set an Afghan to remind me to look at them once in at work. It calms my mind.
Always seeking growth
And to manage all my fears
Become what I want
It’s frightening, at times, to always seek growth. It requires constant reminders to watch for fear, the temptation to be comfortable. As a writer and artist, I see how critical it is to push boundaries. Mine as well as others. Perhaps mine are the most important boundaries to smash through. Destroying that which holds me back, which robs me of joy.