I still remember the nights I sat watching the moon rise, a quiet
lonely beach, the sound of waves crashing against the shore, pondering
what next, the clouds dancing across the sky with the light of the moon,
the memories of choices and to move forward, Life was a mess, some one
dear was gone, some one new but old had stood by me though some very
dark times, little did I know at the time I should have run, but then I
stayed thinking was this the one?
A flower blooms and is
beautiful for a time, it's glory like the radiance of love, the smile
it brings for it is pure and sweet, and yet it is only there for a short
little time. Would that it would stay, but life happens, and people
change, and we grow older maybe wiser, still, that moment of divine
bliss, shall ever be a part, just as each time I take a moment to smell
the fragrance of a new blossom, and once again I am reminded another
time, now so long ago.. - PA
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Thursday, December 10, 2015
Saturday, December 5, 2015
Others matter
He often wondered what life would be like if in the past he had made
other choices, but he didn't regret though ones he made, the travels he
had taken and the adventures he had encountered. Oh there were many,
and so diverse were they, some leading to placed he would rather not
have gone, yet still, as he looked back, some of the places he wish he
had avoided had made him the man he was today. The upbringing by his
warrior parent, his father, and the maternal love of his mother,
one giving him loyalty honor and duty, the other a kind heart,
compassionate. Perhaps to compassionate, to forgiving, but over the
years, it was better to forgive and let go, then to hang on to the
bitterness of anger that would poison the soul.
He choose instead to forgive, to move forward, the memory of what had happened would hopefully keep him from repeating his history, yet the hearts of those in need, often stuck his compassionate side so deep, it was hard to turn away someone in need. And so, our adventure often finds himself holding a bag of someone else s dreams, yet, he knew in his heart in some small way he had helped them do more with their life's then they had dreamed, even if in the process some of his dreams had to wait till another day - PA
He choose instead to forgive, to move forward, the memory of what had happened would hopefully keep him from repeating his history, yet the hearts of those in need, often stuck his compassionate side so deep, it was hard to turn away someone in need. And so, our adventure often finds himself holding a bag of someone else s dreams, yet, he knew in his heart in some small way he had helped them do more with their life's then they had dreamed, even if in the process some of his dreams had to wait till another day - PA
Saturday, November 28, 2015
Mist
Life can be a bit of a mist at times, we can see, but we can not see
far, we hear sounds, and we strain to see moving towards the sound in
the mist, often within the mist it is but an echo, still we long to see
clearly, but life is so much like the mist, we plan and determine to be
in one place, and find ourselves wondering lost again in the mist,
following echos and not the dawning light - PA
Thursday, November 19, 2015
Dreams and Reality Check
We can wish for many things, hope for many things, want for many things,
but if we were to get all those things, we hope wish and dream, would
we than be content? First to be content with those things we have, that
is not to say no more dreaming, dreams inspire us to reach for more, to
grow, dreams can be goals, and motivate us forward, still, the first is
to be content and know when to reach and what to reach for, not all
dreams should become reality, but there are those that should become -
PA
Friday, November 13, 2015
First right
warning!! warning!! Will Robinson - well, with all the hoopla going on
our campuses lately, I figured it was time for a disclaimer, after all,
I wouldn't want people taking offense to me wishing them a good morning
when they are having a bad hair day!, one never knows just how
sensitive someone will be, so do not read this if you are one of them,
cause me, I going to say what I think when I think and guess what,
life's a biotch, cause I don't like your bad hair, I am offended
LMAO!! oh the hole we can go down when the only thing we can say to
another is Hello, cause you know what saying Hi is not formal enough and
I am offended by your lack of formality.. funny how we seem to have
the mentality that is what is good for you is good for me and what you
THINK is good for you, if i disagree then I am wrong and you are
offended - oh so, Good Morning!! Hi and Hello, or good evening cause
it might be night time or good night because you might be going to bed!
LOL have a great one! - PA
Thursday, November 12, 2015
End of the day
So the end of the day, we all gather together at the local watering
hole, all sizes all shapes and forms, height, weight, color, green eyes,
blue eyes, blondes, gingers, ravens, a mix of similar creatures with
one goal, to relax at the end of a long productive day, be it from work
or from play. Having in times past sat at home all the day, I can say,
the end of a satisfying day of work or physical play, be it sports or
music or whatever your taste desires, with friends and mates
is far more mentally and physically rewarding. Mentally, taking pride
in what you did to get you to this place at the end of a day, and
physically, who doesn't enjoy that moment with friends, together
enjoying a glass of soothing liquid, or perhaps a long pull at cigar to
enjoy the rich flavor, oh that one I shall remember for a very long time
and all with others of like mind.. take a moment to breath enjoy,
smell the roses as they say, enjoy for tomorrow is not promised... PA
Monday, April 20, 2015
Battle of Self
Oh the magic, the fantasy, we fight the mighty fight of life, and from time to time we step into the ring and our opponent is ourself, we push ourselves, to test that edge of what is to much. In MA, we laugh when we have survived a class that has tested our limits, it prepares us for that one test that awaits, the infamous BB test, and again, it isn't test against a physical opponent, the opponent is yourself, the phrase, to those that are about to die, was a bit of a joke, for some of my best workout in MA were the hardest. Well tonight, I had one of those times, in the pretzel class, and when I tossed out the, "we who are about to die" should be posted at the start of some classes LOL. well, it was a bit of a zepplin LOL it is good to work through and beyond, perhaps that is my MA training, Yoga is a bit of a different animal, still, me I like it on the edge, test limits, and tonights was a test, one of the best classes I have enjoyed, looking forward to more, hey, I had one foot off the ground for a second in duck pose LOL more to come for life is life and what fun is life with out challenges!!
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