
Surely we all yearn,
Even if slow to learn
For quiet times and
Peaceful days, sand
And sun to enjoy our
Lifetime plan the hour
Guarantees us rest,
Retreat, all the best.
Work behind us, done
For now, forever gone.

Surely we all yearn,
Even if slow to learn
For quiet times and
Peaceful days, sand
And sun to enjoy our
Lifetime plan the hour
Guarantees us rest,
Retreat, all the best.
Work behind us, done
For now, forever gone.
Where can you reduce clutter in your life?
Empty the closet dump the excess
You do not need everything in that
Drawer or from under the bed. Less
Is more. More or less. Throw it out.
Let air in. It's all too much. And it's
All more than you want and much
More than you'll need if you dump
The excess there'll be less of a mess
What could you do less of?
Eating is disorderly for me
Or maybe just a disorder as
It is timely to say and hard
To acknowledge, but I know
True. Too true. I could do less
By being more mindful, also
Hip and of the minute. In this
Moment we look to practice
Mindfulness. In my past time
Not so long ago, I would want
To live in the moment. Truly
An excellent place to find my
Self being. In the here and oh
My, in the now. Now when I
Might find an order in food.
Here where I am attentive, in
Control of the fork, spoon, or
No utensil at all. Mind you I
Should watch what I eat and
Stay conscious of what I do
More of that and less of this.
I have never stressed more over
The loss - or is it the gain? - of an
Hour. Fall back. We give away a
Bunch of them when we travel.
Those timezones cost, and pay
For the pleasure of meeting a
Daring Frenchman or a dashing
Brit. After our trip, we fall into
A different time. It's not ours, it
Is theirs. Are we in Rome! Oh my,
What time is it? I've lost track.
What details of your life could you pay more attention to?
You might think finances, that's a little
Detail she's not attentive to, and let's be
Honest, that kind of inattention can cost.
Details sometimes exasperate and leave
Me wishing for less. Let's be honest, still
And again, details can overwhelm so you
Look away, ignoring the important minutia
Honestly, lack of attention can be costly.

Convergence at a distance confuses
The mind's eye, maybe even the eye
Plain and simple, although there is
Nothing simple [or plain] about it,
The eye is complex and complicated.
The bridges converging to the north
Merge and blend running at parallel
Tracks and turns, the shapes and the
Angles unique, distinctly different,
Each going its own way, whichever
Road it follows in a swoop or a semi
Circle, straight or narrow, there's a
Twist too, but you are too far away
And the converging roads confuse



What are your favorite types of foods?
It's interesting how complicated our
Lives can be. Of course, it's complicated
That makes it interesting. Variety is the
Spice, they say, and they are very wise.
Variety keeps it interesting. A little of
This, a lot of that, some more from the
Other and your life is a stew. Complex,
Full of flavors, seasoned with the new,
The unexpected. It's interesting how
Complicated makes it all interesting.
In the heat, when you can see the air
You don't want to see the air, really,
Do you? Warm.. no way past warm all
The way to sticky and thick, it's not to be
Ignored or treated lightly. It's not. Light,
That is, air this heavy is carried on your
Back, your neck and shoulders like a
Mantle or a yoke. It's assertive; it's
Aggressive, sometimes nasty. See the
Air. In the heat. You can't shake it off.
Create an emergency preparedness plan.
In the event of this (A)
Do that. Otherwise say
Nothing. Grab a bag, a
Hat, an umbrella. You
Never know. Really do
You? It's always good
To plan, but what are
We planning for? (Let
It dangle if it must)- a
Disaster? An event tha'
Surprises. Never regret
What you prepare for.
Prepared you are care
-Free and -ful.(Would
Like to explain angle on
What it is that dangles-
Ending a sentence with
A preposition- no more)
But back to our planning
It won't avert a disaster,
It'll let you be the master.
Control, ah, you're hoping
Will lessen that feeling o'
Dread. Carefree, dreadless
In the event of that, do this.
What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?
Changes are harder than stasis
The status quo is quid pro, as is,
And requires no adjustment to
Make changes, big or small, to
Your world or mine. Will what
I say change your mind? That
I cannot guarantee or predict.
Go with your gut, your instinct.
Changes are hard, harder than
Letting it be. I want to make a
Change, but plus ça change is
A formula for things staying as
They are. The retort is "it's the
Same," or plus c'est la meme
Chose. The same but more so.
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