"Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much as your own unguarded thoughts."
I'm switching to a new journal... always a bit of a melancholy time. So much blood, sweat and tears in the journal about to be shelved. So many lessons and enlightening moments, breakthroughs and break downs... I can never be patient enough to completely, completely write to the very last page... at least not usually. So there are left at the end of most of my journals a few empty pages. Can you imagine that I used to abuse myself for that? Crazy! Now it occurs to me to beat myself up or force myself to linger and write by force of will on the last couple of pages... that's all, it occurs and then, thank God I can let that go!
Trees and roots and rooted is coming up a lot today... in the Big Book reading page 12
"He was on a different footing. His roots grasped new soil." now this...
"Just as a tree, though cut down, sprouts up again if its roots remain uncut and firm, even so, until the craving that lies dormant is rooted out, suffering springs up again and again."
"Look within. Be still. "
"Though one may conquer a thousand times a thousand men in battle, yet he indeed is the noblest victor who conquers himself."
There's a theme here, think? My next time is to discuss with myself how my body feels and what it needs right now. I have continued, persistent and optimistic on the path of healthy pursuits and now is another day.
What shall I forgive this day to amuse and delight?
I decided back in November 2015 to make my poetry available and journal online. I'm not exactly sure what "blogging" means but I am quite sure this is an online journal. Feel free to read on with an aire of open minded curiosity. At no time do I intend to offend, judge or pretend to know anything really, I'm just an observer and explorer, as we all are. Feel free to "boldly go" through my observations and perhaps it will spark or inspire. Comments are off because I don't want to be worried about political correctness when I'm writing. I'm not thinking about "you." I'm just writing because it feels "right". Feel free to enjoy or surf on.
Fibber McGee's closet!