I think being a bit in love with a lot of people — without needing them to yourself nor needing to be loved by them — might be the best thing.
Matt Nathanson’s new songs are good; I just can’t identify, so can’t really listen. If you’re hung up on your past and do not want to move forward, I recommend his latest album. Otherwise, there’s a world of happiness and other good music to have, including some of his wonderfully happy older songs.
“I think you’re fishing for mountains in a sea of molehills.”
Another full eve, with trepidation, excitement, realizations, consternations, liberations. …
I thought things tonight that were not possible to consider just a month ago
I have so many questions. However, other things are much more important than knowing
Back within the Stormlight Archive and dancing with storms and words and wonders and humanity. And epic Doctor Who is simply lovely. And Mom’s key lime pie means many sweet things to me. My family. Christmas. 2017. Noticing much, noticing how much I’ve not noticed. Cold cold outside today, and continues.. Much gratitude for the basics and the luxury. So much to celebrate. Not an island. Not a coconut. The joy of halite. The pronunciation of dour.
The theme for this week has been solidly “misunderstandings”. Doesn’t permeate everything, yet very paints/drapes pretty much all.
Thirty six years ago, I was born. And chances are good — certainly if relying on past patterns of personal history — that I will be alive at the end of this day. And I take that so deeply for granted.
This has been among the best years of my life, and this month has just begun and is already among the most…memorable.
What I’ve learned this year is that health is everything. When I and my family found Asea and redox signaling molecules in 2011, I learned that all health comes down to the health of our cells; and I learned that I took health totally for granted; and I learned that health doesn’t just impact whether a person is functional and able — it can impact their whole outlook, their view of themselves and life and the world around them. And still I thought health was just one piece of the pie. And on most days it is. However, on a day when health is truly compromised or missing? It is not just the whole pie, it is the only pie.
Health is everything. Before empathy and education and innovation. Nothing is more important than that we are healthy, whole as possible for us, alive. All hope and all love. My kingdom for a breath of life.
My head and heart are full of words and thoughts and feelings.
Mostly: love and gratitude. And still surprise and confusion. Mostly love and gratitude.
Thank you thank you +++ for the love and the loved in my life. Thank you. I wish the words reflected the dimensions, the feelings. They’re more like markers. I hope I’ll remember, and understand — at least as much as I ever did — and I trust time may continue to lend me further dimensions.
Okay. Simply: thank you, cheers, and CTRL+S on this first 36; and here’s to the next 63+.
I’m grateful the past does not dictate the future. The Mindvalley Reunion in San Diego was a great experience all around; very glad for the teachers, classmates, the total attitude of humanity+. Also happy for LA friends and beautiful skies and city skylines and my healthy happy family. So strange that August is nearly over, I’m still surprised it’s already August; these are my common refrains and I wonder when/if they leave me. What do I look like when I’m through? I’m already pleased, satisfied, and very grateful for the journey, fast and slow as it is, as I am. And happy birthday dear Evadne, I’m so lucky to have you in my life and we’ve seen and shared so much good already and the best is yet to come.