I have a piano, it sits in my garden and I play it whenever I go out there just for fun. Goodness knows what the neighbours think, because believe me it is loud!
I was reading the Tao Te Ching, 81 Verses By Lao Tzu, Sacred Texts Translation and Commentary by Ralph Alan Dale 2002 and came across Verse…
Today I am the butterfly, who knows where I’ll go. I don’t care really, its that kind of summer day.
When I think of you my love
Where is it that I go?
All experience is good, it may not be seen as such, but they are like the furnace to the gold, they bring about the brilliance. Meditating on an issue or your experiences can bring clarity. But, saying ‘they are all in the past now’ may just be leading you up the garden path.
The more change is sought the greater potential for ‘same old’ I reckon. Boredom takes hold of us and we become seekers without direction. I am off to the garden now – this train waits for no-one!
Ah winter, thank you for waiting for me – the sun shone and we had warmth when I really needed it and you held yourself back. Now you’re here and I want to say, I really love your cold days – I may even learn to love your freezing winds – please know I am working on it.
I guess winter will soon grace us with its presence: I was sure it was here the other day, but at 13.5C it is not cold enough just yet to say it’s here!
You can have anything you want, but you can’t have everything, that’s just how it goes!
Today I’ve been patient – patiently waiting for news. Sometimes patience is a waiting game; sit, stand or run we must wait, patiently. At other times…