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Eckhart Tolle Friday

dsc_0031Unease, anxiety, tension, stress, worry.. all forms of fear.. are cause by too much future, and not enough presence. Guilt, regret, resentment, grievances, sadness, bitterness, and all forms of nonforgiveness are caused by too much past, and not enough presence.
–Eckhart Tolle


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I am a shadow
One step behind

I am a storm
moving over the horizon

I am the wind
blowing from the North

I am the truth
underneath the facts

I am the ocean
with varying depths

I am the dream
in the midst of your mind

I am the emotion
behind the smile

I am the apprehension
behind the repartee

I am the book
that was never opened

I am the gift
that was never given

I am the soul
left unexplored

I am unknowable
without any questions

I am here
I am here

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“Accepting means you allow yourself to feel whatever it is you are feeling at that moment. It is part of the isness of the Now. You can’t argue with what is. Well, you can, but if you do, you suffer.”

Eckhart Tolle – A New Earth

Doesn’t this just somehow take a weight from your shoulders?  Just accept what is.  Take a deep breath.  It is what it is and there is no point worrying about what is.  Of course this doesn’t mean you don’t understand what is and if you don’t like it you can work on ways to change it.  However, now is now so breath and let it go.

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Sometimes you are no fun
Why am I the one?

I might go insane
I wish it would rain

Just sitting on the couch
Turns me into a great big grouch

Yes another one.  I just love stupid little poems.
My inspiration for this poem? A sunburn given to me yesterday at the park.  Its not even Spring yet.  Oh how I am dreading the summer!!

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dscn2779Sleep is so wonderful.  Doesn’t Munch look peaceful?  I enjoy me some sleep everyday.  I love it.  However, this love affair is really cutting into who I want to be.  I wish I could say I am one of those really active people who doesn’t sit still.  Those people, and you know who you are, must get a lot of stuff done.  Not me.  I just don’t possess a huge amount of energy.  So me and sleep get along well.

Right now I am losing the battle with getting up early to enjoy the solitude of the morning.  Doesn’t that sound wonderful?  Enjoy the solitude of the morning.  Enjoy the sunrise.  Enjoy the birds singing.  Enjoy some alone time to be one with myself.  Enjoy some time to get stuff done.  This all sounds so rewarding to me, but I can’t seem to get my butt out of bed.  It’s that illogical, half asleep brain that talks me out of it every day.  “Oh, you should sleep more, you have a lot to get done and you don’t want to be tired.”  “You were really up too late last night, you better sleep in.”  “It isn’t even light out yet.  It’s not normal to get up now.  Go back to sleep.”  “Ugh, grunt, hmf, snort, sleep….”

I read a good article on Zen Habits about getting up early.  Sounds easily applicable, but not for me.  Each day its a struggle.  Maybe writing about it here will help give me some inspiration.  I need to break off this relationship now.

Dear Sleep,

You are a necessary and much loved part of my life.  But my life is taking on a new direction and I think we need a little space.  I will still visit often, but you must understand when I need to leave you.  Please stop with the drama of trying to pull be back in.

Thank you Sleep for all you have given me and I hope our new relationship is one we will cherish for a long, long time.

Sweet In the Middle

Anyone have any suggestions?  Maybe my illogical, half asleep brain will remember them tomorrow morning.

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Have I come full circle?  I am, I was a trial attorney working as a criminal prosecutor before Munch arrived.  Last night I dreamt that poor Dora the Explorer was on trial and I was prosecuting her.  I had a bigger than life size cut out of her and her actual evil cape in hand.

I was thrown into the trial at the last moment.  I had co-counsel, but she was brand new and didn’t know anything.  “Have you read the beginning of the story?” I asked her.  “No.”  she replied.  So as I’m walking into the small courtroom, I was reading the beginning of the story which consisted of the origins of Dora and some jewel.  Oh boy!

Then as we took our seats in the very small courtroom the judge, whom I think was the misdemeanor judge that I had worked with in my past life, wanted us to all blow our whistle.  A small surge of panic rose up through my chest as I couldn’t locate the whistle.  How could I forget it?  Now for those of you who have never attended a criminal trial, we don’t use whistles.  The surge of panic, however, is very common in criminal trials.  Now in my dream blowing the whistle was something to be expected from this judge.   I found my co-counsel’s whistle and handed it to her.  The whistling was coming across the room in a “wave” format, but the first person never stops as the next person joins in.  In the nick of time as the “wave” came to me, I found my whistle.  I made a mental note to put the whistle on a cord to where it around my neck for the next trial.

It really should have been Swiper the fox on trial.  I can’t imagine what Ms. Dora could have done.  I did not see Boots, Tiko, Benny Isa, Backpack, Map or the Fiesta Trio in attendance.  No, I never saw Ms. Dora at counsel’s table.  No, I have no idea what she did.  I like Dora and Munch loves her.  What does this say about me?  Too much Dora?  Yes.  A little lost love for my past life?  Yes.

All you ever wanted to know about Dora the Explorer can be found here:


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Where’s Belly?

You can play “Where’s Waldo?” with our cat, Belly?  Fun for those lazy, warm afternoons.


Can you find her?

Let me help a little….


Do you see her?  She is black with brown and her little green eye is looking up at you?  “Hey, what are you looking at?  Can’t a cat find some peace around here?”

Still can’t find her?

Let me help a little more….

dsc_00051Now do you see that little eye?

“Hello Belly!”


She’s up.


She’s on the move.


Bye Belly!

“Hmpf, maybe I will try under the deck.”

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