Sunrise-NOT matches yesterday's at the Malibu Pier.

Dream is not a revelation. If a dream affords the dreamer some light on himself, it is not the person with closed eyes who makes the discovery but the person with open eyes lucid enough to fit thoughts together. Dream- a scintillating mirage surroun…

Dream is not a revelation. If a dream affords the dreamer some light on himself, it is not the person with closed eyes who makes the discovery but the person with open eyes lucid enough to fit thoughts together. Dream- a scintillating mirage surrounded by shadows- is essentially poetry.    … Michel Leiris

Sunrise-NOT from behind the mountains at the Malibu Pier.

I rejoice in life for its own sake.  Life is no “brief candle” to me.  It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to the future generations.  …George Bernard Shaw

Sunrise emerges through a tree in Brentwood.

Think of your life as a grand mosaic. When you examine your acts with a magnifying glass, you see many flaws. Step back, and you discover that every little piece has an important place in a grander design.        &…

Think of your life as a grand mosaic. When you examine your acts with a magnifying glass, you see many flaws. Step back, and you discover that every little piece has an important place in a grander design.          … Alan Cohen

Sunrise-NOT over Florentine’s car in my own front yard….in OUR own front yard. A Quite All Right Day

 Yes our little community:  Florentine, Ann and I with Carol staying overnight too.  I’m outside.  Have an appointment with Dr. Chow to discuss DATscan.There’s Michelle across the street.  Don’t have my glasses…and everythin…

 Yes our little community:  Florentine, Ann and I with Carol staying overnight too.  I’m outside.  Have an appointment with Dr. Chow to discuss DATscan.There’s Michelle across the street.  Don’t have my glasses…and everything’s quite all right  anyways.  Quite all right just as it is.

OK.  Afraid I left my San Francisco jacket somewhere.  And if I did, I release it with fond farewell for all the innumerable sunrises  we’ve seen together.    Bought it in San Francisco on a trip with Jess.  May come back to me yet.   Be open to life as it is.  Hearing a slur creep into my speech.  Let it go.  Speak with the breath, whatever that means.  Oh my, seeing a litany of health concerns.  Hearing dogs bark.  One sounds like our own ‘Lil Bein’.  

 

My roommates had a heated discussion last night following an even-more-heated discussion the other day about making noise?  Not really.  About doing it MY way?  More like it.   I see that in communal living, we have to do it somebody’s way and that way rankles at some point. 

Whatever you do more than I do is too much…whatever you do less than I do is not enough. 

InnerVision by Peggy Zimmerman:  Sometimes I wake up cranky, not happy about this  or that.  There’s a reason or there’s not….Wanting to read that aloud to Ann… so  what am I trying to fix and in WHOM?  Oh my, it’s suddenly intensely humid.  Taking off my jacket – so I may leave it behind?  Along with some smug know-it-all-ness?  And yes, this too is quite all right.  It’s a quite all right day.


Sunrise over Ralph's on Olympic Blvd. in LA

You and others have gifts that will change the complexion of this planet.   Each of you is an integral part of the bigger picture.  Each of you is essential for this time.   …Hilary Sloane

You and others have gifts that will change the complexion of this planet.   Each of you is an integral part of the bigger picture.  Each of you is essential for this time.   …Hilary Sloane