Summertime we gotta stay moving, away from mosquitoes. Check yourself for ticks. Give attention to your body.
Winter time the buggers die down. Slow down, don’t stay out so long, better go inside. Go in mind.
Summertime we gotta stay moving, away from mosquitoes. Check yourself for ticks. Give attention to your body.
Winter time the buggers die down. Slow down, don’t stay out so long, better go inside. Go in mind.
Life / Time = Moments
No matter which way it wiggles
All washes away at the end of the day
A wet sun set
An earthy mid-night
A winding sun rising
A firey high noon
Memento mori
Dear water I&I,
give thanks for your presence
and strive for your balance
clarity and receptiveness
flow to fill in the vessel best
*rest*
The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.
– Albert Einstein
What does that mean for the spaces we occupy, the places we visit time and time again?
One's connection to place is ever evolving, as is the place itself,
in time and in space.
Rearranging. Exchanging, changing, ranging from your past to its future
And anew It that its future's to be, your past
Past "your" to I, & I move forward
In the place, the space,
The time, the rhyme,
The connection intersection
Selection interjection
Forward toward your One's Will
Still, as you revisit may be one will
Feel still connected, inner record
Being written anew, sew-n together (hopefully for the better)
Finding history alit א (alif) to me and you as we do, evolve together,
In the place, the space
The time, the rhyme
Revolving We, One with All the [] setter:
Mind
One Love
LVX
These Old Hills have seen many an ephemeral stream
Soaring wing
Human dream
The trees keep on growing. These old hills keep on knowing. The surface changes, each season rearranges, yet that succession never ceases amazes.
“Time is very slow for those who wait
Very fast for those who are scared
very long for those who lament
Very short for those who celebrate
But for those who love time is eternal”William Shakespeare
To see children as an adult is an opportunity to be reminded of seeing adults as a child.
The child can see the adult as their future self.
The adult can see the child as their past self.
What is the difference between the two sights and the value of their insights?
Inspired by https://www.wired.com/story/dieter-rams-documentary-gary-hustwit/
Less, but Better applies not only to design but also to behavior.
Do less, do it better. What kind of better? What kind of less?
Better in terms of doing, primarily not related to what one is doing but the act of doing itself. Do you do it with your whole self? Are you engaged in an act with body, emotion, and mind? Often we eat only with our body, read and listen only with our emotion, reason only with our mind; the lack of wholesome engagement of all our primal components can be a source of devastating dissonance over time. Do it better.
“If I do less, I’m left with more gaps, more empty space to fill.” Is that so? What if what one does is done better? And in doing better, time is filled in a different way. There are more moments to sieze. The dross of daily drudgery is shed to reveal the essential, whether that essential be simple or monumental. How many moments do you experience in a day? 24? 1,440? 86,400? 1.6×1048? What if you do it better?
You can have anything, but you can’t have everything.
Do less, do it better.
“There is a common misconception that the good things in life come from being in the right
place at the right time. In truth, everything that is good comes from being on the right channel with the right reception.
This is what the sages call z’chut—sometimes translated as “merit.” What it really means is a kind of fine-tuning of the soul.
How do you fine-tune the soul? You have three knobs: What you do, what you say and what you think. Adjust them carefully for static-clean reception.”
Rabbi Tzvi Freeman
via http://facebook.lightsofkabbalah
With that, and the following observations at my station, I took a step back from Facebook, though I do appreciate some of its services as human networks are indeed wondrous! Wondrous in a way as to remind me of a quote dubiously said to be spoken by a king, “My magician’s have their heads in the highest heavens and their feet in the lowest hells!”
Inspired by https://dariusforoux.com/clarity/ and recent thinking
Signal processing. Noise. Noes. Too many yesses bringing stresses. Test this: LVX-it. That’s Life, Death, Rebirth; let it be, let it go, let it grow; what’s your flow? Also know lvx is lux, Latin for Light! A trinity for sight, easy as 1, 2, right.