Truthfulness, Justice, Freedom, Respect…

Life Can Be Like a Road Race

What if life were like a long road race… with few referees but still with certain rules.

Now, in any race, each rider is behooved to play by the rules. Yet in a race there are almost always some few who feel such a need to win that they will cheat… or do whatever they can to win, within or without the rules… at times even unnecessarily endangering or harming others… or, in the end, themselves.

When this happens, we do our best, as any driver would, to get around and ahead of them.

Then, once that’s done, we look back in the mirror only to check that they’re not gaining. It is not only fruitless but also distracting to do otherwise… and could even cause one to not finish the race, which after all is the real goal… is it not?




It might just be that it is not so much about what is good or bad… it may actually be more about the choice we make…

Because we have free will, we have freedom of choice… and each choice is like a fork in the path of our lives. With each choice we alter our course and thus where we end up.

For example, if you look at the possible paths in a life as the branches of a tree, you can see how one’s choice(s) can land one on a particular branch or another completely opposite. Or, on the end of a branch – as a leaf, or as a fruit. Or even on the end of a dead branch.

Imagine a squirrel scampering about in a tree…

With each choice we make, we change what is presented as (or in) the next choice. Each step we take leads us forward, straight ahead, to the right or to the left. As a result, one branch we land on may… or may not…

This might seem a small difference at any one time but over many choices (or a lifetime) can be huge. One fork different at the bottom or middle of the tree and….

I believe this is what is meant by being in “the right place at the right time” or “the wrong place at the wrong time”. Where we, as individuals or societies, are now is all the result of prior choices… and this is true no matter how difficult it may be to accept (our) responsibility for those choices.

Thus it becomes necessary that one makes the best (or “good”) choice according to one’s deepest personal perception. This is what is meant by, “Follow your heart, or spirit.” To do otherwise, such as to do wrong, evil, or harm (according your own values – aware or not) will inevitably lead to being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I honestly cannot tell you how many times I’ve seen this premise in action… in my own life as well as in the lives of those around me. Many times…

Live true…


Anchors and Compasses

Suppose this (physical or emotional) body you or I have is like a beautiful sleek sailboat gliding upon the sea of life…

If so, then to me, all those ‘things’ we think we must have (excepting of course the most basic necessities) begin to look as anchors…

I cannot sail upon the sea of Life (or sea of Love) until all the anchors have been raised… nor can I sail gracefully if laden down by too many anchors…

I need only one good anchor just as I need only one good compass.


yoyo rant

So here’s a thought…

If the Earth spins upon it’s axis and orbits the sun in a, well… an orbit….
and this entire system, as part of a much larger system, is moving in some direction…
then this technically makes the orbits 3 dimensional spirals rather than simply 2 dimensional orbits.

Kind’a cool huh?

Well, suppose this one earth spiral is actually a yoyo while doing one of those around and around and up and down tricks… in super slow motion…
if that’s possible to imagine (nice job!),
imagine God is the One doing this unimaginably difficult and complex “yoyo trick” in an unimaginably beautiful way… with an unimaginable number of yoyos…

Even cooler huh? (I thought so, obviously)

So now I’d like to ask you,
why or for whom do you think He is doing this?


…that’s the yoyo part, now for the rant…

Did reading that make you think, smile, or anything?
Did it stir any kind of reaction whatsoever?
Or did it just leave you perplexed?
Well, good! Any reaction is a reaction! And that’s what this post was meant to do…
provide a communication that creates a touch between two human beings,
that each could feel… in their own good way…
and at least one of whom really does care… about that touch…
and tries to make it helpful or maybe memorable in some way?

So if you were influenced by reading this post in any good way, then perhaps you could click on the like button below?


You see, even we nutty hermits have some small need to be recognized… even if only for trying…

I’m down to 1 or 2 people who recognize my writing(s)… which causes me to question my perhaps too small but well-meant attempt,,,
face it, just not makin’ it…
Oh… poor me! Now I’ve gone and done it again…
off on a rant.
You know what?
Fuck it!
Just fuck it!….
K… have a good one… :)…


The Oscillation of Ups and Downs

The oscillation never goes away for that is what life is — back and forth, up and down, happy and sad.

But if you picture a pendulum, you will see that the oscillation is only part of who you are.

There is a third part; the top of the pendulum… the anchor, the being, the soul… which is essentially unmoving.

The oscillation never goes away, yet you (can) always remain centered and be what/who you need to….


Within the Great Hall

He had finally made it… finally been admitted to the great hall of the king. The hall was so full that he stood at the back against the wall, just to the side of the large and heavily carved solid gold gates of entry, a place he would have chosen in any event.

But it did not feel at all as he had expected. In fact he felt slightly overwhelmed, a little anxious, and thought himself to be unworthy or unclean in some way. Just knowing the king was so near reinforced the aching humility penetrating his soul. He thought, “Ah, if only I had spent my life differently, then perhaps I’d feel more comfortable being here.”

Yet he knew there was nothing he could have done to deserve the honor, for he’d been admitted solely by the king’s good will. T’was this realization brought him some good comfort…


Sadness, a Coin of Feeling

Ever thought about what causes sadness?

Well, for me, I feel sad when I do not have (or miss) something I want… but I think what makes me even sadder is when I miss (or want) something that I eventually find out I already have. Kind of like when wanting Love from others but we’re taught to first Love ourselves.

Yet, it seems to me that these are not separate… but exist as equal sides of the same coin… the coin of feeling sad when we’re missing Love (or something -eventually- very similar).

So what is the true coin of Love? Is it self-Love? Love of/from others? A combination of both?

Yes… and no… because the coin of Love is actually not a thing (having), but a process… a two-sided process of giving and accepting… of such as kindness, mercy, good judgment, support, and so much more (without end).

So when I feel sad, I ask myself, “What is it really that I feel missing… and is it not already here? Both within me and without? Or if not, perhaps it is still on the way? Or is it I just don’t see it… am truly missing it?”


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