Fear less and love more,
Great advice from a wise one
Internalize this.
Category: Personal Reflections
Lessons learned about life; pearls of wisdom I’ve gleaned through pain, failure and honest reflection
I’m not second guessing this evening
Oh, my poor Seahawks! Second guessing that last play; so terribly easy, especially facing bitter disappointment. Yet, I question it’s value. I wasn’t part of the discussion nor choice. And, most importantly, no amount of hand-wringing or recrimination will undo the final score.
I admire bold choices in the face of risk. That’s a hallmark of greatness. More importantly, I adore the people who are Seattle’s Seahawks. Just a few thoughts: Russell Wilson’s amazing giving heart, Marshawn Lynch’s playful tweaking of the press, Pete Carroll’s deep dignity; all of these, and more, give me great pride. They played well, didn’t give up, fighting with tenacity to the last second. I also love hearing Mr. Wilson and Mr. Carroll each take responsibility for that last call. And, I’m willing to bet each member of this team would do so as well. For they are a team, through and through. Class and spirit, what’s not to love?
Ultimately, I’m proud of these guys, of their hearts and spirits, and wouldn’t trade them for any other team, not even bearing the Lombardi trophy. There’s my focus tonight, tomorrow and into next season. And the next.
I’m not second guessing this evening
Oh, my poor Seahawks! Second guessing that last play; so terribly easy, especially facing bitter disappointment. Yet, I question it’s value. I wasn’t part of the discussion nor choice. And, most importantly, no amount of hand-wringing or recrimination will undo the final score.
I admire bold choices in the face of risk. That’s a hallmark of greatness. More importantly, I adore the people who are Seattle’s Seahawks. Just a few thoughts: Russell Wilson’s amazing giving heart, Marshawn Lynch’s playful tweaking of the press, Pete Carroll’s deep dignity; all of these, and more, give me great pride. They played well, didn’t give up, fighting with tenacity to the last second. I also love hearing Mr. Wilson and Mr. Carroll each take responsibility for that last call. And, I’m willing to bet each member of this team would do so as well. For they are a team, through and through. Class and spirit, what’s not to love?
Ultimately, I’m proud of these guys, of their hearts and spirits, and wouldn’t trade them for any other team, not even bearing the Lombardi trophy. There’s my focus tonight, tomorrow and into next season. And the next.
Technology And…
Glorious blinking lights full
Of potential and power
Yet, sunlit live wins.
Meditation on Zombies
Well, zombies have pushed themselves solidly into pop culture. Their heyday was really a year or two back, but they’re still significant.Why? What is attractive about this mythological archetype? I wonder about such things.
They have immorality and near invincibility. Zombies are relentless and immune from most injury. In one way, they are perpetual motion machines. They don’t need fuel to continue effort. The consuming drive is about converting all, not about gaining energy.
Perhaps we feel something of kinship. The mindless exertion, so akin to much of our lives. Mundane, rote effort with its dehumanizing outcome; we’re much like zombies.
Free from thought, they simply react. They are free of pain. Yet, the most powerful element: they’ve escaped death. In one way, they’ve conquered our greatest fear.
That, I believe, encompasses their attraction. And why, I expect, they’ll be with us for some time to come.
Evening Time
Evening floats
Down upon my mind
I drift gently over
These vacant, mist-like
Dreams born of others.
Collapsing into my
Mind’s silence.
Challenger
Journeying skywards
Reaching far beyond the sky
Embraced by the stars
Undoing Love
Sadness coming when
Our gentle hearts pushing far
Cannot return home
Dualities
Strange duality
Each thing’s opposite tangled
Deeply into one.
Morning birdsong
This morning birdsong
So very loud, boisterous.
Visions of spring time