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Enduring philosophies and favorite quotes

“Disaster strikes, font sizes increase instead of action and donations.”

Playlist pieces

Ah the first summer of love was here when I was much too young
ah the first summer of love was clearly just a summer long

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“Some people get religion
some people get the truth.”

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"Everything counts a little more than we think..."

07 September 2017 Thursday

7 September 2017

slated in days, mused at 2:00 am

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+.

Love,
\Alicson

30 August 2017 Wednesday

slated in mused at 1:57 am

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.

16 June 2017 Friday

because I exist

How do I know? because I exist [exactly as I am].

31 October 2016 Monday

Being one's own lighthouse

Being one’s own lighthouse is challenging, strange, and a thousand percent worthwhile.
Unconditional grace is a beautiful possibility.

01 January 2013 Tuesday

2013; 2012

slated in mused at 7:50 pm

I had intentions for a decent introspective post reflecting upon this past year and some feelings about the year+ to come.. I have a few hundred thoughts of things I could write right now, and things I could not write right now, and just a general feeling of contentment at knowing and feeling even if I am the only one in the universe who can my combination.

06 October 2012 Saturday

Intentions

slated in mused at 4:05 am

Thank you Private Practice for at least writing an episode about something that no one seems to ever want to even consider: that people can be wired in a way they do not choose and they can be fundamentally very good people and it is all our responsibility too to help them be safe and keep everyone safe.

29 February 2012 Wednesday

Well and good.

slated in mused at 5:44 pm

Increasingly over the past ~two years, whenever someone asks me or I hear them ask somebody else “How are you doing?”, no matter whether the answer is “good” or “well”, my head reminds me “Superman does good, I’m doing well.” And then sometimes I think about it for a little while. Like so.

28 November 2011 Monday

11:11

slated in mused at 11:23 pm

Good things can happen without being requested, but wishes can’t come true unless they are wished.

10 November 2011 Thursday

slated in mused at 8:03 pm

“forcing myself not to flinch” —2006

20 October 2011 Thursday

slated in mused at 5:16 pm

“Wanting people to listen, you can’t just tap them on the shoulder anymore. You have to hit them with a sledgehammer, and then you’ll notice you’ve got their strict attention ~John Doe, from the movie Se7en (1995)” via Benjamin WL

The more I think about it, the more accurate I recognize this to be. But knowing it to be true is making me feel sad :-/
Refocus on the beautiful day, with cool air and bright lovely sunshine and colored leaves making crispy noises in the breeze. Also, strangely light traffic this morning — but it’s a work and school day, so why?
I should have a category here called “rambles”. Perhaps it simply goes without saying. Well, it has. I feel like I’ve not done this in a while.
I cut my hair the other day. And again the next day and next, because I had been really hasty and it was really uneven and then still uneven and then it’s close to where it should be now although shorter and still quite uneven but apparently unnoticeably so to others which works out fine.
Would’ve liked some chocolate chip cookies today but they were a bit overcooked so not nearly as enticing as the undercooked alternatives.
*update a few hours later. Some of the cookies were not overcooked and they are delicious.
Today’s a Happy Hour day.
People make the place. Always have. Applies to a single individual as well.
News is too often depressing.

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