Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Morning Zen

To be defined by a moment, a word or a thought. Philosophy of living. and being. It is a way. Maybe like the bumpers on the gutters at the bowling alley. We roll down the lane and strait and spinning and going forward sometimes with a sway toward something there at the end of the boards. Sometimes we wobble and shift and head off the wrong direction. Good fortune has provided for us bumpers to knock us back into the alley to continue. Maybe to slowdown a bit but getting us back on track. Oh yes, sometimes the bumpers are not there and we end up in the gutter. But the ball returns most of the time and we get to roll again.
I am really not a bowler.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

some days you're the ball. some days you're the pin.