Friday December 19th

As we approach the end of 2008 (good riddance, on so many levels) it is now time to take stock of our self-truths. It is these self-truths that define us, mold us and make us what we have become.

These truths start out as simple likes and dislike and then transform themselves into the total package that makes us what we are. What are the things that truly bring you joy, make you smile, and simply please you to your very marrow.

I am a total sap. 2 of my favorite movies are "84 Charring Cross Road" and "Enchanted April". Each of these movies is a testament to self-truths and self-discovery. I have been known to stop dead in my tracks and alter the course of events in my day to take time to watch either of these movies if I see them listed. Because each time I view these movies I understand what I learned the last time around and I see a deeper and more important truth revealed.











I find that poetry can be an insight to the soul. Poetry comes in many forms, not just the classical but also from the lyricists of the music that we listen to everyday. I got the necessary kick in the ass required last night to totally remember that there are other poets in the world. Since I gave Tom his props last night I have to give equal time to the classics this time around.

Henry Butler Yeats
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light

I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams

Chapter 63
Act without doing;
work without effort.
Think of the small as large
and the few as many.
Confront the difficult
while it is still easy;
accomplish the great task
by a series of small acts

The Master never reaches for the great;
thus she achieves greatness.
When she runs into difficulty,
she stops and gives herself to it.
She doesn’t cling to her own comfort;
thus problems are no problem for her.

Just a Few of the Things That I Love
•the feel of glassine and soft cotton shoelaces
•the smell of fresh cut grass and a hot summer monsoon rain
•the way a cats hair grows around its eyes and face
•when a song that I had forgotten about plays on my iPods Shuffle sequence.
•the sound of laughter and giggling (especially of children)
•seeing colors that I have never seen before
•meeting people and just knowing that you were meant to know one another
•sunsets and moonrises
•learning
•long meals with friends that last for hours
•excellent and random conversations