Musing

Surrounded by distracting people who call themselves friends

Surrounded by other’s lives, other’s troubles

Distraction doesn’t make us shallow and the psyche grows not

We sit by moving water

Or still

Ourselves

And fear

For Ourselves

To change

Psyche

If one hungers not for food

The spirit is unfulfilled

We are nourished when the soul may drink freely of living

Of life that is water to the soul

Seek not temples or thrones to prostrate yourself before

These are not living things but edifices of dogma or hierarchy which are almost the same thing

They bring structure but the psyche does not grow

Love yourself more than others and seek community even as you seek to grow

letter left unsent

Dearest soul

A year and a day begins today

Most auspicious

Most delayed

By force of habit or of will

Full circle shall the human condition in alchemy progress

Musing

Like a phenix I am reborn at many beginnings

I choose to rise and fall of my own accord because my life is my own

Abhorring to be saint or sinner

I strive to fight evil and cherish good

Love one another else the soul dies

That should be the greatest commandment

Musing

Let the drums pound themselves as you seek to keep in melody

Selfishness is not a sin or vice but the building block of all virtue

How can we pour from the cup of empathy if we serve and know not ourselves?

Thorns

Beloved let us mind how we cherish and choose what fears to so nourish

Fear is the other side of the coin

Left to chance it’s a coin flip against infinity

Left to our direction we tenderly mind our gardens and our world blooms

Tend not fears but choose from among them the thorns you must wear as atonement

Musing

Be calm and know that you are sane

Blessed

Pound the witch drum by the bog that is home to me

Since childhood only two houses have been home for me

Love makes a family and a house a home besides

Beckon to the oncoming winter and fall rains

With gratitude for all the year has in store and has yet provided

Blessed be the grateful and the house where charity thrives

Blessed be the fruit of all thy laborers

Beloved are the generous

Their fruit is blessed for all humanity is benefited although they know least

Blessed are you who’s life is itself a blessing

Perspective

There exist many perspectives in this life

It’s not sane to impose ours on others or expect it to be shared

We don’t all want the same things

We don’t all want happiness at the expense of joy

Joy at the expense of sorrow

Or family at the expense of fulfillment

Or the other way around

Ripen

Food and drink make it possible for the soul to nourish itself

That is why friends must be our beloved

To attend to the necessities of life

To eat and drink

To fight conflicts

To grieve

To experience joy

Friends witness all of this best at the abundant table

Abundant not with food but the investment of time that ripens life