Santa Monica Sunrise-not in the blue tint only seen right at sunrise. Sunrise-not presses against the fog but hasn’t popped through yet. It’ll be there when I’m ready. It’ll be there ready or not!
Sunrise in my own back yard. What to blog? Anything. What to blog? Everything. No one will read it except the ones it’s written for. The ones with eyes to read it, with ears to hear it….. with the heart to know what’s there for you. Nothing for some. Something for some.
Beware how you take away hope from any human being. ..Oliver Wendell Holmes
February 5, 2015
February 4, 2015
Sunrise pokes through in front of work in Brentwood after a sunrise-not in heavy fog.
Early late early late. When will I ever let that go already? Will I ever let go of needing to let go? Enough. E-NOUGH!
Keep your behaviors positive because your behaviors become your habits. Keep your habits positive because your habits become your values. Keep your values positive because your values become your destiny. …M.K. Gandhi
Day started in a heavy fog....
Colonic day. No, let it be Tuesday, blessed Tuesday. I don’t have to give the whole day over to a simple of release. It is temporal. This is a time of flux, always ever-changing. The only “disease” I have is that of being human. It’s right here. Not in what’s supposed to be. Not in what could be better. My health, my finances, all in abundance in this friendly universe.
February 3, 2015
...and then the sun burst through the lemon tree out back....Alleluia
Sunrise in Mar Vista. Monday mind. Digging around for something to worry about. Let it go. Release. Yes I drive into traffic soon. One hazard of witnessing sunrise is driving straight into it afterwards. This doesn’t get easier but it usually takes just a little shift to alleviate the blindness. Don’t like sunglasses for how they mute the natural light. Afraid I’ll miss seeing a pedestrian. So there I am. Found something to worry about.
If you can look into the mirror without laughter, you have no sense of humor. …Anonymous
February 2, 2015
Write anyway. Knowing I have nothing to say. Knowing Spirit is always something to say. So let the mind quiet that’s all.
Flawed human being….Oxymoron
February 1, 2015
Nothing to say yet. But, as sure as that sun presented its display where, moments before, there was none, something will emerge if only I will sit and let it. Fantasy-in-progress (FIP) It’s about this new territory we’re in. Not the clichés but the new realm where we may olive well past 100. When the idea of retirement is absurd. This is not the time to retire or to re-run the same old thing we did before, but rather to transform into what we were born to be – what we came here for – NOW.
Keep your behaviors positive because your behaviors become your habits. Keep your habits positive because your habits become your values. Keep your values positive because your values become your destiny. …M.K. Gandhi
January 31, 2015
So now I may find something to reveal with this sunrise posting. It doesn’t have to be a big thing. It just has to be because something is arising within us – always. Because Spirit is around us always everywhere. And my handwriting doesn’t have to be perfect for me to read Spirit’s message. Though most of what I write is yadda, called thinking. There’s nothing wrong (or right) about it. I may mean one thing and write down another. Or I may write one thing and read back another. Therein may be found “Spirit’s message.”
Dreamt about John deLancie – that I went to his house with a script. Saw he was selling his monkey (monkey mind!) He stood off in a corner and I felt he disapproved my being there, so I left without speaking to him.
January 30, 2015
Sunrise-not through the lemon tree in my own back yard. Wondering if I’m tragically disappointed about never meeting John deLancie – about all that being a fantasy I wasn’t able to manifest. A dream-not-coming-true. Well, what I’m going to say is Thank You for this journey with this fantasy that brings me right here still writing about it. That’s all I know. That this right here is my yellow brick road. Colinic and all, lemon tree and all, Thursday and all. And exactly as it is, I know that everything works together for my good and I say YES. I trust in God and bless John deLancie on his yellow brick road….wherever it may lead him.
We must re-learn to be alone. Instead of planting our solitude with dream blossoms, we choke the space with continuous music, chatter, and companionship to which we do not even listen. It is simply there to fill the vacuum. …Anne Morrow Lindbergh
January 29,2015
Well I didn’t do it – or did I? Wrote a caption on yesterday’s sunrise but couldn’t just post it on Facebook. The “blog” showed up but with the wrong picture attached.. Right caption/wrong sunrise. Can’t figure it out but I trust it can be done. And then I’ll do it.
What you see as stagnation is gestation. You have to yield up things so the gift that wants to come through you can emerge. ..Michael Bernard Beckwith
January 28, 2015
This outstanding sunrise cast a rainbow over my shoulder where I didn't even know it was raining...magic!
The soul never acts alone. Whenever the soul undertakes anything, there is immediate and direct assistance from the Supreme. What the soul begins, God will finish. God will cause it to be. …Christian Larson
January 27, 2015
Sunrise from Inglewood at Modjeska in Mar Vista.
Judge your success by what you had to give up in order to get it. ..Dalai Lama
January 26, 2015
Just a few moments before sunrise on choir Sunday at Agape International Spiritual Center...ran out of the service between meditation and choir chants .
January 25, 2014
Sunrise is well underway in Malibu after I overslept 20 minutes....that never happens! Beca,ee very clear to me that I am right on time - always - despite what my scolding mind would say
If one wishes to spend one's life as a writer, it is a dangerous undertaking on the most primitive level. For, it seems to me, the act of writing with serious intent involves enormous personal risk. It entails the ongoing courage for self-discovery. It means one will walk forever on the tightrope, with each new step presenting the possibility of learning a truth about oneself that is too terrible to bear. …Harlan Ellison
January 24, 2015
Sunrise through the lemon tree in my own backyard at 59th Place and Brynhurst in LA.
Energy is life force, our natural power or strength. It resides in our breathing. When our breathing changes, our emotions change, our movements change, and our perception of the world changes accordingly. When our vital energy is obscured by strong emotions, opinions, and concepts, our perspective narrows and our strength diminishes. When we are free of such blockages, our power is free and expansive. …Irini Rockwell
January 23, 2015
Sunrise peaks out from the horizon in Santa Monica.
Blessed are those whose identity is shaken so that they can begin to discover that which can never be shaken. ….Michael Bernard Beckwith
January 22, 2015
Sunrise pokes through the clouds over Starbucks in Mar Vista.
The dream, to be valid, must be impossible. Not just difficult. Impossible. Which implies an ideal never attainable but nevertheless stubbornly to be pursued. A striving for what cannot be achieved but still is worth the effort. …Dale Wasserman
January 21, 2015
Sunrise-not in a dense fog over Santa Monica.
I write to discover what I think. …Joan Didion
January 20, 2015
Sunrise bursts through the cloud bank at Surfriders Beach in Malibu.
I seem to know that whatever is occurring is to bring me to the revelation of my own completeness…and so it is. …Barbara Taylor
January 19, 2015
Sunrise showing the dramatic flair....so hard to choose the "best" one.
If you are evolving into a more loving, more compassionate, less violent person, then you are moving in the right direction. Like me, you may become distracted, make wrong turns at times, lost until you find the way back. It may seem as if you're taking two steps forward and then one step backwards, but that's all right. That's how it works when we're in human form. …Brian Weiss