boiled frog syndrome.....

We don't notice if  'it'  happens slowly, or if we do, we don't act. The frog in heating-up-water

doesn't hop out and by the time he gets the message he should, it's too late, he's boiled frog

or boiled New Orleans. In the later, the water was heating up for 300 years. Will we never

learn?

 

For those inclined  to more consciousness, read: New World New Mind 

by Robert Ornstein & Paul Ehrlich  

 

 

Somebodies......

"You can't become a new somebody if you're unwilling to be a nobody. You have to be able to tolerate failure and learn from it.
Niels Bohr, the father of atomic physics, ascribed his achievements to "making my mistakes faster than others". The ability to bounce back
from failure is a better predictor of future success than is the absence of failure".

Robert W. Fuller
"Somebodies and Nobodies"

Circle of Weavers

They come to tell their story

        in the circle of weavers.

Because it is a story of love,

        it is also a story of pain.

They tell how they wove their fabric,

       with care, with many threads.

They tell how the fabric was ripped

       beyond repair.

The sound of that long, final tear

        is in their voices, and in the air.

It follows them relentlessly,

        everywhere.

 

The silence at the end of the story

       could be the end.

But in the circle of weavers,

       it is not the end.

Torn threads begin to stir.

       back and forth,

Across and around the circle,

       the weaving begins.

The threads are torn, and broken,

       but there is life and power

In the weaving of them.

 

Pain and loss must be respected.

       They cannot be changed.

But new cloth can be woven,

       of caring, and understanding,

Even with broken threads,

       in the circle of weavers.

                                         

by elizabeth morris                             

 

Fireflies

I touch God in my song   

  as the hill touches the far-away sea

      with its waterfall.

 

The butterfly counts not months but moments,

   and has time enough.

 

Let my love, like sunlight, surround you

   and yet give you illumined freedom.

 

Love remains a secret even when spoken,

   for only a lover truly knows that he is loved.

 

Emancipation from the bondage of the soil

   is no freedom for the tree.

 

In love I pay my endless debt to thee

   for what thou art.

 

           R. Tagore

 

Moments in time....

"Be careful not to break my

       flowering tree!"

He warned; and broke a branch

       of plum for me.

                                - Taigi

 

 

Up comes the bucket from

      the well of gloom,

And in it floats----a pink

      camellia bloom.

                               - Kakei

 

 

Onto the ashes where my

      cottage  burned,

The cherry blossoms scatter,

      unconcerned.

                             -Hokushi 

 

 

                              

The wild geese fly across the long sky above.

Their image is reflected upon the chilly water below.

The geese do not mean to cast their image on the water;

Nor does the water mean to hold the image of the geese.

Hooptedoodle 1

"Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like a stealthy

perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.  Change may be announced by a small ache, so that you think you're catching cold.  Or you may feel a faint disgust for something you loved yesterday.  It may even take the form of a hunger that peanuts will not satisfy.  Isn't overeating said to be one of the strongest symptoms of discontent?  And isn't discontent the lever of change?"

       John Steinbeck 

Born today.......

You've changed, said the frog to the butterfly. How so? answered the butterfly.
You used to look like a worm, said the frog. But I knew you were always a butterfly.