Monday, June 23, 2008

oh, little flower, oh little flower



It just kept raining and raining...then, it stopped, still layed in grey for days. Then it happened, the sun peeked out from behind a cloud and I opened the door. There before me...oh little flower, little purple flower.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

get to know now.


Treasure within, treasure without.

Without treasure, within treasure.

I'm a treasure, you are a treasure.

We are not lost, just bound up.

Our thoughts bind us to the blind past.

Our thoughts drive us blindly into the mystery of the future.

The preciousness of now is shoved ungracefully, rudely and sometimes belligerently aside, to make room for the past and the future, neither of which exists.

How many nows are there? It is us that needs to choose this, each for ourselves.

The more nows you can pack into your life, the more you will relish life.

Look at a cat, lying in the sun...relishing the now.