I miss you Papa

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate...

"It is said that love is blind. But is it? Actually nothing on earth is as clearsighted as love. The thing that is blind is not love but attachment. An attachment is a state of clinging that comes from the false belief that something or someone is necessary for your happiness." 
Anthony De Mello

"My heart is Afriad that it will suffer," the boy told the alchemist one night as they looked up at the moonless sky. "Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams."
Paulo Coelho

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond all measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” 
by Marianne Williamson; Nelson Mandela's '94 Inauguration Speech

Be kind to me, or treat me mean, I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine.

"I certainly haven't been shopping for any new shoes
-And-
I certainly haven't been spreading myself around
I still only travel by foot and by foot, it's a slow climb,
But I'm good at being uncomfortable, so
I can't stop changing all the time

I notice that my opponent is always on the go
-And-
Won't go slow, so's not to focus, and I notice
He'll hitch a ride with any guide, as long as
They go fast from whence he came
- But he's no good at being uncomfortable, so
He can't stop staying exactly the same

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine

I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day
You deem me due to clean my view and be at piece and lay
I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way, and say,
I've been getting along for long before you came into the play

I am the baby of the family, it happens, so
- Everybody cares and wears the sheeps' clothes
While they chaperone
Curious, you looking down your nose at me, while you appease
- Courteous, to try and help - but let me set your
Mind at ease

-Do I so worry you, you need to hurry to my side?
-It's very kind
But it's to no avail; I don't want the bail
I promise you, everything will be just fine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine

Happy New Year

Negativity overwhelming, squashing all sense of reason in a season which has seemed more than a little seasoned with lack of reason.

Stumbling around excuses, stubbing my toe on every rock in the road. 

Groping to cope, settling for something which isn't even there.

Falling for the mirage of a palace before getting swallowed in the reality of a shack.

Lightly tip-toeing instead of striding confidently ahead.

No more distractions, no more despair; not distraught or under-wrought....just perfectly wrought.

With no word to express the sweet on my tongue as I climb up each rung that gives me the larger view I seem to consistently miss.

No kiss this time around, just a cacophony of bells and sparks with strangers and family, with wine and cold to have and to hold.

Lighting on the cliche that it's only what you make of it, the sun sets and the moon rises over the water and shines on brightly.