Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Thursday, February 8, 2018


“Do every act of your life as though it were the very last act of your life.”
                              Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

How we people remember me?
When gathered around my grave,
What kinds of memories will arise, what kind of words will be spoken

If they hold a funeral, will anyone even come?

If one looks at one’s life one can find many moments
One would like to have back
Many statements one wishes one had never spoke

We make good choices
We make horrible choices
We are driven by angels at times
And at other times drive by our demons

By fear and need, and anger and greed

Sometimes we do acts of kindness and nobility
Sometimes we do things that hurt others, or destroy ourselves

I have seen much
Said much
Done much

On a scale from  1 to 10?
What percentage was good, what percentage was bad?

It is foolish to even go there
Because we cannot undo what has been done
We only have this moment
And what we create from this moment forward

If we have been arrogant, we can now from this moment, live with humility
If we have been self centered, we can relax, in this moment
And begin to focus on others
If we have been greedy, we can from this moment on, live generosity

We can live each moment as if that moment
(which is the only moment we have)
Is the moment which defines us
Because for the moment, it does.

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