Archive for July, 2012

The curtain falls on another day.

Although without the bright lights and rousing orchestra call of the opening,

the last act is still stirring. The lights will go down and the theatre will darken.

But the real drama is just beginning.


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On a stillwater full of water lilies spread across the surface in array after array,

the beauty of this one, tucked under a weathered log,

is magnified by its humility.

Even its muted porcelain reflection

accentuates its humble elegance.

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A small stand of maple trees pops out of a dark forest

by reflecting the first rays of the morning sun.

To stand out in our crowded world,

pass on the positive energy

that comes your way.

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Face east in the morning.

Bow in supplication.

Give thanks for the day.

Set about doing the good work you need to do.



Face east in the morning. . . .




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A decaying tree has toppled and taken with it some mushrooms

that had been hanging off the side of the softening trunk.

Now fully grown, the mushrooms find themselves in the

vulnerable position of having their undersides exposed.

Already, this mushroom is beginning to curl in on itself,

changing the very nature of its being in an attempt to regain a horizontal plane.

But what other choice does this mushroom have in order to survive?

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Throw yourself wide open to all life has to offer.

Allow the sunshine to soak in,

use the shadows as marks of character.

Look ahead with acceptance,

look back without regret.

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We all have a dark side; a clever part of us that has the potential

to slip out and spread itself across the path of our lives, staining the way.

It is a determined, persuasive component of our being;

whispering sickly sweet nothings at us so it can come out to play.

Persistence is its power;

the only thing that can thwart it is truth.

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Luxurious, softly textured foxtail grass

patterns itself by the wind’s direction.

Its iridescent fibres catch the sun’s rays and amplify their colour spectrum.

The wind and the sun become artists playing out their muse

on this natural medium. The grass exists in service

to the greater elements in its life and

is beautiful in its humble arrangements.

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A leaf, fallen in midsummer,

conveys a moment of beauty in the place it has come to rest.

Had it not passed on early in its life,

this young leaf would never have brought about

this poignant realization of glory.

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