All those tangled and entangling feelings and half-formed thoughts wiggled their way out into Consciousness — into My Consciousness as I heard myself speaking.
All those tangled and entangling feelings and half-formed thoughts wiggled their way out into Consciousness — into My Consciousness as I heard myself speaking.
Noticing is good! Cherishing the idea of a good day ending and a new day coming is even better. And I suppose that planning for those New Days is best yet.
I must say that finding myself possessed by a Spirit of Rightness is distressing. This is NOT a Good Spirit! And I see it at work all around me.
I need someone to ask me how I’m doing and to slip in a gentle question that knocks me back off of comfortable dead center.
For years, God, I have asked You to patch the Holes in Peoples’ Souls. But now I am seeing Pikos/Holes in a whole new light.
But, now I am sitting here and wondering if “progress” isn’t a fairly recent concept. I wonder if it came in with the railroads? There is something quite linear about most concepts of progress . . . linear and constraining.
I have Inner Piles of Negative Assumptions that must be processed — before or as I process the piles of paper.
Hmm. Perhaps it isn’t so much a tug-of-war between Ms. Grasshopper and Ms. Ant as it is about identifying and then blending and balancing their virtues.
chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
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chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
Since 1958 articles by members & guests offer news about activities, history, Sacred Dance practices, profiles of Sacred Dancers, choreography, images & illustrations.
How to Step In -- Substitute Teaching
world wide fun