Showing posts from April, 2011

The fallen flower

I started writing this on Thursday night, I was inspired by the emotions of the day, from my life and by a lone flower I found on the ground on the way home
Once upon a time there lived a beautiful flower. She was delicate and exquisite perched high in her tree, radiant as she basked in the warm glow of the sun. One day for no reason that could be fathomed she began to feel different. As days past the strange sense grew and she began to feel less connected to the tree, no longer familiar. Each night as the sun would descend and the great moon rose to shine above she would remain awake scared of her rapidly changing feelings.

One morning she awoke to find herself on the ground alone. The little flower was shocked. She had now completely broken off from the tree, far out of the reach of the warm love of the sun. She was scared for she was alone, there were no other flowers on the ground. Even though seasons had been shifting and cycling for time immemorial she did not know t…

Just being

I am learning what it means to be me.
I come home at night to lie in the arms of the man I love.
I wake up joyous because I am living my dream.
It may not work out as planned and I wont be the same person tomorrow as I am today
but I am free.
Free from the cage in which I once lived,
I step towards the future aware, I am actively creating my world.

The Hero's Journey by Joseph Campbell

The Hero's Journey(On Living in the World)
by Joseph Campbell

The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.
What you have to do, you do with play.
Life is without meaning. You bring the meaning to it.
The meaning of life is whatever you ascribe it to be.

Being alive is the meaning.

The warrior’s approach is to say “yes” to life: “Yea” to it all.

Participate joyfully in the sorrows of the world.
We cannot cure the world of sorrows, but we can choose to live in joy.
When we talk about settling the world’s problems, We’re barking up the wrong tree.
The world is perfect. It’s a mess. It has always been a mess.

We are not going to change it.
Our job is to straighten out our own lives.
We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.

The old skin has to be shed before the new one can come.

If we fix on the old, we get stuck. when we hang onto any form, we are in danger of putrefaction.
Hell is life drying up. The Hoarder, the one in us that want…


Beauty is around us every single day we need only see it.


Without Earth we have no home, Without plants and animals we have no food, no energy, Without other humans we have no love, no connection, If we cannot live in accordance with these truths human life will diminish, starve and eventually cease.