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The link to Americ's SoundCloud (It's wonderful to hear his voice)

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Thursday, November 09, 2017

Stillness

Stillness
Coming into Stillness is the fruit of many long years practicing coming to the present moment. How shall we do this? The best way is to stop anywhere you can for a few moments. This could be just out your door, living room, kitchen, on a walk in the woods, etc. Just stop. Wait. Listen for a moment of stillness-silence in your mind. Usually, you start noticing your breath. Or, perhaps, the white noise in your ears. Stay with the breath - following it in and out. If long enough, notice that the stillness may get deeper. If any or all of this happens - just be thankful. You have "stopped the world".



Wednesday, November 08, 2017

Monday, November 06, 2017

"Old" Map of the World


found at
peet's coffee vine and walnut

Sunday, November 05, 2017

Coming of Age

Coming toward old age is easy - it happens. Coming to terms with advancing old age is difficult. There are many unexpected changes in health, habits, and powers. Fortunately mother nature gives us time to anticipate and adjust. Difficult goodbyes coming upon one upon another with accelerating velocity. Become aware of the minuses and pluses of aging. 

Downside:
  • Stairs seem harder to climb.
  • Going to work becomes less attractive.
  • Days, months, and years fly faster.
  • Long time friends are getting sick and dying.
  • Feeling so thankful for each day of health.
  • Injuries take longer to heal.
Upside:
  • Cooling of passions brings new freedom from complexity.
  • Wisdom dawns.
  • Spiritual senses open to eternity.
  • Long friendships truly valued.

Friday, November 03, 2017

Retrospect - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle


Retrospect

There is a better thing, dear heart, 
    Than youthful flush or girlish grace. 
There is the faith that never fails, 
    The courage in the danger place, 
The duty seen, and duty done, 
    The heart that yearns for all in need, 
The lady soul which could not stoop 
    To selfish thought or lowly deed. 
All that we ever dreamed, dear wife, 
    Seems drab and common by the truth, 
The sweet sad mellow things of life 
    Are more than golden dreams of youth.