Friday, October 31, 2008

Movie Quote Friday

This is a good one. I think I have a pumpkin in need of a home...

First guess...

"I have here a very old letter, written to a Mrs. Bixby in Boston. "Dear Madam: I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant-General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save. I pray that our heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom. Yours very sincerely and respectfully, Abraham Lincoln."

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Morning Zen

Wondering about necessity and imperative and the has to of the now. I have heard, lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part. It does not seem too kind of a thing. When those events can not be planned for, anticipated, and troubleshooted in advance what then. Letting loose of to take care of. Not even a murphy's law kind of thing. It is just that I see this thing coming. What to do to be ready for the arrivial? Then again I see this thing coming and nothing needs to be done until it gets here. What worked today may not work tomorrow and what did not work probably will not work again unless it is supposed to work and then what did I learn the last time to fix it through this time? convuluted?

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Morning Zen

Working and working. Sometimes we fail. Sometimes we succeed. Glass is just sand. Wondering an analogy for life? Prompted as Roy and I were making a huge machia bowl. It was great. An hour of work. Heating it up the last time, starting to spin it out. It jumped off the punty and onto the floor to shatter into many pieces. Tragic. But Roy got another pipe and jumped right back in.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008


Out of edmond, nearly impossible, traffic, lights at every half mile or more, eight minutes to go two miles.

Morning Zen

freedom. primarily one of the greatest hinderences in life is tied to the ego to the self to the I. there seems to a great hesitation in growth because everything done is done with one thing first and that is the I. It is time to let go of the I. It is time to let go of the ego. To transcend and go beyond. To release the self and become free to be. Take care of the self but do not act/react live for just that self centered ego driven narrow focus of vision and allow nothing else. How to let it go. I to put the self out of the direct line of thought and action. how to bring the self into the forefront of conscience where it can be seen and examined and let go of. As it stands the self hides and directions and commands. It is not seen and not known that all action is by the self. The higher i even does not know that the I is the one in command. How to break through that self into new light?

Monday, October 27, 2008

Morning Zen

for some reason there is a song that keeps coming up for me over the past fews days or weeks. Bob Dylan. I Shall Be Released. Reading the lyrics there is not much there except a lament of being confined seems like a prison song. Maybe that prison of the self. The limitations I put upon me. The confines I keep myself within and do not allow myself to break out of. The holding back of the spirit. Taking a chance. Stepping out. It feels like one of those preacher at the pulpit moments.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Coffee Musings

Fourty years, at fourty where am I, where were my parents, where were my mentors, where were you, where do you wish to be. At 19 figured I would be dead by 23, by 30 figured at 33 I would be enlightened, at 40 figured life was really just beginning and each day lived as the most percious gift. Many thanks to each and everyone who has brought me this far.