To Hate is To Love
To Loose is To Win
To Have is To Not Have
The Paradox of Life
That you must know one
To appreciate the other
Synchronicity, Coincidence, Destiny, Events, Tonalli
We decide the meaning
We decide the journey
We accept the blessing or the lesson
Because we live regardless, every day
Until We Learn To Sail
Words are whispers
Words have power
Words have life
Words have oxygen
Words have death
Words have misery
Words love company
Words, What are Words?
They are exactly
What you wish them to mean
Wrong or Right?
Right or Wrong?
Can start a war
Can break a child
Can create friction
Can cause addiction
Wrong or Right?
Right or Wrong?
If you have to be Wrong or Right
Can you be Right or Wrong?
Who would be Wrong or Right?
What remains?
If you are not in?
You will be out?
Then you are simply happy
at peace, content, awake, present
choiceless is a choice
Every time I climb a hill
I conquer a hill
but if I climb mountains
do I conquer mountains?
what stands between me
the hills and the mountains?
nothing
so climb
journey
denial
anger
bargaining
depression
acceptance
the stages of grief
the states of life experience
everyone experiences
in no particular order
over and over for some
the longer you meddle in each
the longer the moment per stage
to heal is to know
life is always a moment
of anger to forgiveness
bargaining to acceptance
depression to happiness
acceptance to being in the present
duality of the journey
we call life
Beginnings are endings
and endings are beginnings
on a Monday
First of the week
First of the month
on a New Year Resolution
Who is to say
When your beginning starts?
When every day
is a new day to start
or a new day to continue
looked around
looked sideways
gazed to the heavens
envisioned down under
blindness surrounded
eyes wide open
clockwise, counter-clockwise
reflections, projections, observations
dimensions, creations, obsessions
closed my eyes
trusted the journey
looked within
there I am
I am awareness
acceptance
in our own way
each of us is
We only live more than once
if you live your life well
you only need to live once
but you live many times
every time life transitions
you lose a little life
you gain a little life
you only live more than once
in many forms, if you choose wisdom
you live well, many times over
The past holds clues
Perhaps a different view
History repeats itself
and if we are willing to
silence, listen, feel, touch, see, taste, smell, submerge
we may learn, heal, feel, and emerge
Perhaps a different view
The past holds clues
Nirvana
Seasons change
spring to fall
summer to winter
nothing is temporary
Not even your struggles
learn from the trees
the wise old mothers
let the dead leaves go
and the new ones will grow
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