Once I read some where that all actions are selfish acts… that we do things for what it brings to us… even the most selfless act is selfish it that it brings the person a feeling of doing the correct thing… all thoughts… everything we do has a selfish element to it… when we ignore that we can see others acts as selfish without recognizing our own selfish interests in what we do… I bring this up because it has been my experience in relationships that what one sees as a selfless act of kindness is often missed by the other…my charity of mind is not the same as yours… in any relationship to speak is often the hardest and most difficult of choices we make… for we learn when to step back and when to step forward… we teach one another by the variations of what we say and what we do… we love one another but that love is often expressed in ways the other fails to grasp… is it love that guides us to help one another or a sense of duty… there can be an argument either way… I believe in love… in being in love… as you are aware I believe in sharing thought… though I will also admit that some times that is not easy with those I am closest to… the intimacy of our relationships does not allow for the correct spacing to say things… a lot is assumed… it is at those times that I find it hardest to say what is on my mind… though I do write it… I do express it in some art form or another… am I being selfish when I do that… am I the selfish one not wanting to disrupt the boat… possibly I am… possibly the things I do are considered selfish that I see as selfless… that I do for others without regard for myself… these things do bring me some sense of purpose and happiness in having reached out beyond myself… do those intimate with me see that… mostly no… are they blind to my acts of kindness to others… possibly… often they will say things in very general terms… you never do this or say that… witch of course is not true… I often do this and say that… butt in their eyes… in their heart… it is not done enough… do we ask a lot… do we ask more of them… the answer is probably know more then we ask of ourselves… there is no answer to these questions… each relationship is unique in the dynamics of the people… yet there is that thread of selfishness that we all have… that we all need to be aware of… for it is a powerful motivation for doing the right thing… for doing what makes us feel good about who we are… and some times the response is not its about time… some times the response is thank you… or I love you… and nothing more… I think people try too hard some times… they go over board… stretch far out beyond the realm of who they are… when maybe all we ever have to do is be ourselves… well that is all we could ever be any way… and in doing that we are at peace with who we are… does it matter what another thinks… for in the wonder of being at peace with ourselves another’s opinion is just another opinion… and while it can allow us to consider an alternative it is also a view into their mind’s eye…

Moving on… an expression to go beyond what we are debating… and to say… this subject is closed… done… past… so lets move along to some thing more interesting or less intense…

Time moves in combinations… similar to the combinations required to unlock a treasure… the ticking of the tumblers in just the right sequence that is required… movements left then right… turns forward and then past… going back to move forward… a resetting of old priorities then a step forward as the sequence is completed and the new is opened as we pass from then into now…

Life is about threes… triangles of similarities… elements… combinations… there is a natural balance in the paring of three… a beginning a middle and an end… a right left and center… a radical view a moderate view and a conservative view… we tend not to define what is between a moderate view and a conservative or radical view… other then to say moderate before… the middle of the road is a more crowded place… more balanced perhaps but crowded… and some times an impossible place to move… in sharing the ideas of three we take in a great deal of information and at times that is a crippling effect… paralysis by analysis… spending too much time finding out and then becoming confused by the amount of information and opinions so much so that it is impossible to step in any direction…there are times where we must choose one side of the horse to get up on… one road to wander… one path to take… to find out how things will unfold… life is about threes… and perhaps that is what we should consider as a means to know… if unsure a test of three days or three weeks in time… an experiment of knowing… to consider the possibilities three days or three weeks is not a huge investment… but one that may pull together the fabric of the information and lead you to a more certain conclusion… what combination or balance works for you…

We all want some thing other wise we would not begin… we want to be heard… held… felt… we wish to share… be a part of… it is natural to want to share part of your day… to know that you are part of a larger some thing… life after all is about what you share and how much… it is the spice that we savor over us… how much more do we love being who we are when we share a small portion of us with another and they respond… life is a combination of planning… doing and then sharing… the more we share… the better the experience of living becomes…

Expression will eventually lead you to create… and creation allows for progression of thought… and you are making progress… you are walking… you are just used to leaping of late… and expect to leap forward everyday… be care full that you lose sight of the wonder of the small twist that awakens your mine to seeing… hearing feeling that witch you have not seen heard or touched before…

Smile more… embrace your inner hue… laugh… and yes sing… sing some thing happy… dance around the room… not for anyone butt yourself… share your happiness with you… all those questions that are swirling about… if will I is there… can there be… is it possible are all small fears… dance them away… sing them into there proper place… sure we wonder… butt we should wonder with a deep smile of excitement at the possibility… what else is out there for you… a career… a home… children… a million miles to travel… a thousand dreams to unfold…

What about today… what dream are you full filling this day… what wonder of your mind are you pulling into reality as we speak… perhaps it is just a dream to be talking to one another or to smile and share a joke…or the thought of curling up in the other’s embrace and falling off to sleep as you listen to them breathe in harmony with you… never ignore the peaces of the dream as they come into your life… hold onto them and build upon the frame work day upon day…

Look at what you have… sort for what you have… you have love… you share thoughts… ideas… dreams… you have a place to live… with your things within it… that is filled with the power of your imagination… that has the potential to be more… you are growing stronger healthier… you are moving forward making plans… I will say that it is easier to see what we lack it is an old shitty habit… but that is a nun thing… a way of berating ourselves over not doing enough… leaping farther… jumping higher… crapping the biggest shit… does it always have to be the most? Why can’t it be the single kiss… the single word… the gentle touch that says to you… hi… that sparks a raging inferno in your being to move… celebrate the smallest change as a cherished part of who you are… and soon you will being making the strides you dream of… stop now and begin to sort for what is changing for the good in hue… the peace of your mine… the calmness of your soul… the clarity of your heart…

I found that when I struggle it is because my mind is full… so full that I could not find a place to start… butt once I did the water fell in torrents… be at peace… sit put some music on and let your hand just flow across the page and what ever flows out… flows out… breathe… relax… enjoy the depth of your breathing… the warmth of the sun…breathe in the smile of today… breathe out that witch is within… smile from the depth of your being… from the core of your soul… and get lost in the art of your expression… go deep into the letters… the floating formation of the alphabet… that dances across the fabric of the tapestry of your mine… a slow flow of water… raging at times to get free and then as time passes trickling across your lips to be savored as a drink… a refreshing reminder of the balance of time… patience… and the love of self that is the art of hue…

Our reflection as we stand in front of the mirror is seen by a more critical eye… for us we the person whose image is reflected often lets their eye find the flaws… we search for what is wrong… for the fragile lines or the one hair out of place… I have often wondered what it would be like to place a person before a mirror with the instructions that they list only what is right… that they sort for what they liked… loved… about the image they saw reflected in the mirror… so often we place ourselves in the critics view and find that it is necessary to be harsh… when in fact we can do the same thing in another way… sorting for what is right is a more gentle way of saying that some things are not right yet… I have room to play with this reflection… what reflects back in the mirror more often is the attitude and mood of the image then the actual physical appearance… our mood is reflected in our face… posture… eyes… and the energy we project… a determined confident powerful person reflects that in the low growl underneath…

When is enough… enough… some say enough is when the scale tips to too much… others say enough is when you can leave and still desire a bit more… enough I believe is measure in small doses… some know when they have had enough wine… or enough to eat… others indulge beyond the point of a return or stuff themselves till they are unable to walk… yet when is enough sufficient to cause one to stop… when are the words enough… when do we stop and put an issue to bed or to rest… or do we just set it aside until then… enough is the time when we have grown confident in one another to share what is in your heart… that expression requires no more then that…

When is the time right… how will we know… it could be that many have wandered past and been the perfect foil only to be ignored for the time didn’t seem perfect or the moment was not one of need of that kindness or sort or a thousand other rationalizations we can come up with… some share it is said and others share just what they feel another wants to hear… sounds a lot like I used to be… the similarity in what was written I could close my eyes and hear myself saying the same exact thing… when the time is right I will…

What I found in my journey was that I had been meeting the right people all along… it is just that I was ignoring them because I felt I could handle everything… until of course I could not… and then it was even more difficult to express what was on my mind for I felt so ridiculous saying what was rolling around in my head… illness does that… it makes us stop and take notice of who we are… where we are going… the speed a twitch we navigate the day… I remember my minor scrapes… each being a lot less then I had conjured up in my mind butt still they gave me paws… enough to stop… slow down… step away and breathe… and notice the time had been ripe all along… I was looking at the wrong sort of trees…

Within each resides a pearl being created form the journey… each day provides a little more coating to the knowledge we have and over time we cultivate that knowledge in the best ways we know how… after a time we have our pearls… honed from the school yard… the church pew… the political jungle… and the harsh reality of the balances of life… and each one is a symbol of our abilities to navigate the rough waters with the calm… the high tides with the lows and find happiness… joy and love in amongst all the chaos that is life… there is a sense of beauty in creating a pearl… it is not perfect in face the less perfect it is the more valuable it becomes… for it is our creation… our joy compacted into a single wonder that we can hold close…

Each has their own avenues of expression… having a variety of languages is an asset… though it is said even within the same language we can speak in a variety of tongues… each has their process of elimination of thought… a means by witch the emotions flow… that we allow ourselves the capability to release… all degrees of what is on our minds from a simple decision about what dress to wear to more complex life decisions related to love career and health… the art of our being allows us to express what is within along some avenue and thereby enables us to choose… art is all about choice… it is all about making room within ones mind for the creative impulses that give us room and flexibility…

Spiritual love is more a growth in you… possessive love is the first stage that we are aware of love… it is the love we share as family… of belonging… it is also the first stage of love we share romantically… the finding… catching… grasping… clinging… belonging to one another stage that is part of our lives… we never really lose it entirely or grow out of it entirely for it is romance… and devotion… what happens is that we grow to learn that love while having some possessive qualities is best shared in an uplifting… encouraging… sense that allows another to grow… then in a possessive restrictive sense that is attempting to keep… in terms of energy… one holds on… the other lifts up… if you placed the energy of possessive love on your right side and spiritual love on the other there would be a difference in how they feel to some one… the colors… the intensity… and in how they make you the person generating them feel inside… these are the terms I use… for I am mystified by the singular complexity of love… we use the one word to describe our love for food… a vacation home and the person sitting next to us… so this is my avenue of differentiating the term…

We keep a certain amount of the possessive qualities… the desire to be with them… wanting them to be with us… sharing of things… butt what also happens is that you begin to expand your love by giving more… room… space… and encouraging growth… outward…the more you let go the more you love them… the more you encourage them to be the best person they can… the more you love them… sounds counter to what we are taught about love…

A splash of the sea carried on a wisp of a wind… a dampness that reminds us that we are of the sea… the sea is part of who we are… as we are part of the land… part of the earth… we share all the elements of the earth… land… sea… air… fire… the land is our solid form… the sea our fluid nature… the air is what we breathe in to survive and fire of course is the passion we have for life for one another… for living… we need only remind ourselves some times… and the salty spray of an ocean wave is one of those reminders…

Why questions are answered with because responses… they give glues butt some times they feel hurtful… blame focused… as if the reason must be some thing known and concrete… a tangible logic must be set in the stone of time… perhaps more meaningful questions can be asked before one asks the why… question of when… how… with whom… where… how often… these simple changes in questioning some times allows the mind to find the process by witch we unfold our dreams… and then we can get a sense for the outcomes… there is that old line… you can’t always get what you want… but you get what you need… and I think a lot of getting what you want is realizing what you need and melding the two into a more cohesive dream… one that gets you what you want while fulfilling all your needs… we truly do get what we need… whether we are aware of our needs or not… fate provides us with a means to satisfy ourselves…

All things are temporary in the universe except for the universe… the land shifts… mountains erode tumble fall the earth pulls and tugs at itself shifting land masses and seas… volcanoes erupt sending smoke and ash into the sky and leveling once tall mountains and forests… all things are temporary in the scheme of the universe… as existence goes we are but a tiny small fraction of the earth’s history… and within that all of our comings and goings are temporary on their effects to the universe as an entire entity of life… as life engages life… as the forces of nature collide… as the forces of emotion… spirit bounce off one and the other we learn that we are temporary transient souls… we learn that we have a fabric of reality within our selves… within our soul we have emotion and physical presence… but it is the soul that transcends the physical… we are temporary passengers within our physical being… but universal entities within our souls… so while all things are temporary in this life… in the time before and the time after we are eternal… the total breathe of our life time is a small fraction of life’s history yet the depth of our life time is a deep as the earth itself… we are of the earth… and hold the universe within our soul…

Questions seek answers first in self… in the internal hue before the external… when we ask questions of ourselves and allow ourselves to hear and hold the first answer we get we open our minds to the unconscious… the instinctual hue… that is what we wish to do at times… so we can better over stand the process we employ to gain our dreams…

What another sees is what we choose to project to them… the physical hue is not the only hue one sees… our eyes are not the only sense that sees another… we see thought our hearts and our soul more vividly then with our eyes… we see by the expression of your art who you are more profoundly then by the physical appearance of hue… I know who you are by your touch… by the art of hue… what I see goes beyond the physical hue… what I see depends on the moment… it depends on what hue you choose to expose to me at that moment in time… some times it is the strong powerful hue… at others the sensitive passionate hue… at others the compassionate hue… it depends on the moment what you see of me…

We learn as we go… what works for us and what we are not so good at… we learn as we go… there are those times however when we believe we know and our perception is skewed along a very small range of options… often help comes from the place we least expect it to…it is said that we will miss them when they go and I believe this is true… but that does not mean we get to keep them or hold onto them any longer then it takes for them to grow beyond our security blanket… it is at these times that I step back and wonder who my security blanket is… who are the ones who will catch me… not that I need to be caught at the moment butt I wonder who would step up and hold me… I suspect I will be surprised at who it is… perhaps it will be some one I have not as yet even met who will grant me the pearls of their wisdom that allows me to step beyond the grasp of what ever troubles me…

Charity to another is often easier to accomplish then charity to ones own family… it is one of those strange nuances we find in life… our own home can be crumbling around us… but we will find time to focus outside of our need… perhaps that comes from the ethic we are preached to give from our own need… it is perplexing to me… to see a total stranger as being more important then the ones we love… but then they are the ones we love and they know us well… I know at times in my own family they look at me and wonder… and I know they are wondering just what it is that is going through my head for what I do at times seems so illogical… yet the logic of it for me is simple… one of my favorite things is to find ways of giving without ever being noticed for it… this also goes into the celebrations of life… birthdays… anniversaries… that sort of thing… we have those days butt some times I like to give things for just being… for just being there… I find That this can make any day some thing more… for you never know what to expect and perhaps that is the key to altering perceptions… we have a frame we put around others… we label them… we cast our description and expectations around them from our experiences with them… to me that means we include them… exclusion is to me a selfish act… even if they refuse every time… even if they turn away and ignore the invitation… even if 99 out of 100 times they do so… it is worth it for the 1… I can be an optimist… for I never give up hope…

We are born of the water… water is the principle element of us… to play in the water is to return home… to go back into the timeless dream of emerging from the depths of the deepest pool surrounded by the warm embrace of water’s finger tips… We are born of the water’s edge and the lands lip… we are creatures that walk upon the hard surface of the dry land and desire nothing more then to be immersed in the refreshing waves of tidal pools… water is our lover… our mistress and each day when we sink below her waves we are reminded of her touch…

I took in the wide angle version of the land’s cape… the shimmering hue of the horizon’s eye as it dawned upon me that the same image filter’s across every open eye and each walks away with an optional impression… the wider the angle the more opportunity for fine tuning in the range of colors… the shimmering of the light as it slipped into the darkness and opened the book of time to today… the thread has started to weave its magic across the toning of the bells awakens the morning travelers as the night time journey departs for another day… crisp is the air and the mind…

The wild and the free… the ability to run upon the open fields of ones own dream and skip to the music we create in our own wonder… to lay upon the filed in the warm embrace of the sun and just breathe in the spring time air and let out the cold to make room for the warmth that heats us and makes perspiration a desired refreshing addition… ahhh to be so inclined… to just spend a day relaxing in the winds of seasonal change…

We begin… we stop some where along the line… we sit for a spell… we wonder… ponder the roads we have taken to arrive at this junction of our life time… we curl up inside and resist the strain of the ties that bind us to the burdens of responsibility we have encountered… we smile at them… things mostly… things we have accumulated along the way… some tangible others not so… the tangible ones… come with emotional ties and those we would not trade off or send away… the warmth… the humor… the tingle to ones spine that delights us in the light of what we know… of who we know… of how deeply we know them… but then the secret to sharing is not how deeply you know another… it is how deeply you allow another to know hue… how deep within the spirit of hue do others find their way… for in letting in we let out that witch that haunts us…

Dawn is the easiest time… the time when awakening sparks the creative desire… a gentle nudge to jump form the blankets and warmth of the bed to find the day unfolding over the horizon begging me to find the time to dance with words… it is an amazing spectacle that opens each day and closes each at the evening setting of the sun… the arrival of delight and the setting of the sun as it opens the darkness for the weary to return home and for the owls of night to howl from the rafters… dawn is the easiest for me to let my mind swim in imagined dreams… to recall the nights wanderings and plan for the nights visits… dawn reminds me of all those waking and falling into the slumber of times hands to refresh the soul…

Questions are sparks to the imagination… they are curious’ avenues of learning… questions inspire answers by the asking… they are whispers to the ear… an flames to the fire of knowing more… if not for a question where are we…

The world of illusion or fantasy is not all it is cracked up to be… there are times when a good taste of reality is more fitting… the bitter with the sweet… the actual wine as opposed to the dream of it flowing down your throat… an actual talk as opposed to a dreamed encounter… the world of illusion while wondrous can become just that… the intent of illusion is to motivate reality… to get each to dream beyond the realm of their own structures and begin the process of creative involvement in the course your life takes… if one never slips beyond the veil of the dream into the world of reality then how can they tell the difference… tangible some things the glass of wine… its smooth refreshing taste across your tongue… that is a reality worth having… some thing to dream about and set a course in reality to grasp and hold some time in the future…

I did not take offense to what was said… it just made me stop and think… and that is a good thing… for we have to at times stop and take note of things or we lose them in the whirl of the chaos of our lives… we all need support of one type or another… I am a more focused person who waits upon the answers before riding along one road or another… better to know what one faces then to assume we know what is on the path before us… still at some point we need support from some place… internal… external… we all have our strengths and our weaknesses… Godde knows I have mine… I have often seen and have myself stepped back from those I love and not shared… it is my way of giving myself time to sort out the internal struggle within me… it is then that I began to write so long ago… for I found that by allowing my mind to wander I was able to find the correct series and sequences of words to convey what was going on in my heart… I still hesitate before I speak on a very personal level… for even with Mary it is difficult… in our years of marriage I know what my wife can deal with… perhaps that is me being selfish… perhaps it is me being weak and not wanting attention… perhaps it was all those things… by not letting them in though I missed an opportunity with them that perhaps would have made the transition from ill health to better health a lot smoother…

I often ask myself why I am here… why is it that I have managed to walk this earth and never seem to find the niche that is truly mine… what is the purpose of all of this… this wandering about endlessly looking for the some where over the rainbow place where life is picture perfect… what I learned is that the gift is within us all along… the gift we seek is not a talent or an ability it is the person themselves… the adventure did nothing more then prove to us that we had the ability to accomplish our purpose from the day we arrived into this world…

All we can do is use the time given to us… all we could ever do was be the best we could and find new and interesting way of accomplishing what falls upon our minds… at the end of the day what works best is what accomplished the most with the least… it is said in change we want the most difference for the least about of effort… while in knowing ourselves we need to reverse that and find the least in the most… thus allowing ourselves an infinite number of ways to fine tune the machine…

All actions influence… there is a physical law that states that each action produces and equal and opposite reaction… in that respect it is impossible not to influence another… our mere presence influences another… the degree to witch we allow another to influence us depends greatly on the situation… the person… how much we trust and our emotional state in the given moment… it is easy to stand on ones own feet in isolated moments… entirely another situation when we are forced to make choices or decisions in the heat of the moment… to a degree that is the measure of how much we should allow another to influence us… the degree is how much they heat up the moment we are in and what do they have to gain or lose by the choices we make… the dynamic of decisions change in our lives based on where we are in our lives… as single people we make choices based solely upon what our preferences are… as a couple we incorporate the other’s opinion into some butt not all of our choices… as a family… we may make decisions as a group or one as the head of the family may decide for the family… the dynamics are as unique as the people who are within them… what we must over stand about influences is that at times they are singular or one sided for the person expressing them… in other words they are an expression of their desire for what you should do… and may be based only on what the other feels is best for them… knowing that all actions influence we can manipulate another if we know their sensitivity and trust in what we say or do…in so doing we would be violating their trust… but we may not see it as that… we may see it as doing what is best for them by keeping them close to us… allowing your love to cloud your judgment while noble is not doing what needs to be done or what is right for the one you love… there are times when we should remain in the silence of the moment until the other makes their choice and then support that choice… at others we need to weigh in with our opinions… when asked… knowing what time is witch is the fine line we all walk… we influence as soon as we speak and we influence when we remain silent… the words are one form the silence another… over time you learn the strategy of each other and when one asks for advice we can… and when they remain in the silence of their own thoughts… then perhaps that is what we should do also… there is no way of knowing how much a word can push or pull… butt knowing that words do… and we do influence makes what ever we do or say even more critical at moments of choice…

All thoughts produce reactions… specific ones produce more specific reactions… and more intense the thought… the more intense the reaction one receives in return… the meter that monitors moods also monitors the intensity of the mood we place ourselves in… that is what being specific is… knowing first and foremost that we place ourselves within the mood we are in and secondly taking care to change or continue the mood based on the reactions we are getting… to some one who is responsive our mood is a source of awareness… to some one knot so aware we can get away without them taking notice… how each response is a key to how aware they are of the influences of another… our moods are the energy we use to influence those around us… a ray of light in a room brighten up the atmosphere… a black cloud drags it down… what mood you project follows you are surrounds you and touches others and influences how they respond to you…when you take responsibility for your moods and the regulation of them… you take responsibility for how you influence others… smile… bathe them in smiles and warmth and the response for the most part will be smiles and warmth… all thought produces a reaction… and that reaction is an influence whether we are aware or not… whether we grasp it firmly or knot… whether we are in control of it or not… best to be in control of how we influence others then to trust it to chance…

In deciding we have the opportunity to control where we go… in mind we can envision things more real then in real life… in heart we can feel and flood our beings with emotions both returned and imagined… but within our soul there is no place for illusion or false desires… it is here the we face our true self… wonder you may about the path we are on and the reason for the circular decision strategy… all aspects of ones life must be considered as they grow… singular places and times can be opportunities only if they full fill every aspect of your life or enough of them that the risk is limited… a calculated risk is what it is called and illusions can seem like they are real… they can be real in all ways and we can have them feed us and motivate our decisions toward or away… they can be factors… but at some point we need to step clearly into reality and decide and that is what is occurring isn’t it… a clear step into reality and a decision… and the farther one move away from the influence of the illusion the better choices they will make for themselves… once singular and removed from the effect of the other we are truly free to make our own way…

When we speak of the three elements of hue… physical… mental and spiritual… a lot of time is spent on the physical hue… diet exercise… proper habits that feed the body… keep it in the best condition… proper weight and stamina… that the mental hue gets lost in the preparation… the mental hue is where the influence of others has its most profound effect… it is within our minds eye that we can ourselves other then what we truly are… we can envision being in other places… riding airplanes… visiting other parts of the world… having a career… a family… a home… children… it is essential then at times to pull the emotional hue out into the real world and allow yourself the time to be real… without illusion… without influence of another to find your own way… in so doing we are able to find our own peace and our own direction… there are difficult questions and difficult answers to consider and when we do the right thing we are some times torn by them for we love and our loved… and the choices are not easy to listen to nor are they easy to speak… yet they are the proper choices one has to make to remove themselves from the illusion and to move on beyond the illusion or figment… the mental hue is where the strength of your physical hue resides… the fatigue is not as much a physical drain as an emotional fight to be free… to be clear of the fabric of another life that has clouded your view… these are not evil things dark and dangerous… they are more elements that were created by both that are within the emotional hue and held close and just need to be set free… for when we hold less we will find that we actually gain more…

Today is a day for thought… relaxation… meditation and release… you asked for my opinion… for what I thought of your decision… I believe in my soul it was the only choice you could have made… it is the only path that makes any sense at all… if you are to be free of the illusion and face the reality then there is no other place to move toward then being free of that… to have me visit reinforces the illusion it does not remove it… and it set in motion a thought process by witch you are more aware of what my presence in your life has done both positive and negative… for while there are many things that my friendship and love have done for you… some have not been in your best interest… and some of that is of my own doing… and some is of yours… there is no right or wrong… there is direction and movement… and lifting up and beyond… in my soul I know you did what you needed and what I expected you to do… and I am happy you did for it tell me you are moving toward a place where you will be the person you dream of… the person I know you are… I am very proud of you…

I love to drift off… to let myself go in what ever direction my unconscious mind takes me… some say I do my best composing when I let my mind drift away on the crest of what ever wave comes by… there are moments when drifting is the freedom that opens the soul more profoundly and spiritually… when you have the ability to drift… there truly is no place or time that limits you…

Wind to me is the scariest force of nature… wind rips and tares at the structures we place and the natural barriers of the earth… while rivers can over run their banks and snow can pile high on the land… it is wind that ravages and drives the precipitation before it… raising the level of intensity…

A creative state of mind challenges… a creative state of mind opens our imagination to unfold some thing old yet new… a creative state of mind speaks to being our true self… in the best of ways…

The tide ebbs… in the splitting of a second in time the tide goes from rushing in to rushing out… from a higher tide to an ebbing lower tide… I am set adrift in another direction… on the water drifting is movement in multiple directions all at one time… drifting is a bit like real life in that we have to move in multiple thoughts all at once… health… family… relationships… love… career… wishes… dreams… are all afloat in our mind and each one is touched by the choices we make… each one is interconnected to the choices we make… and each one changes with the choices we make… in fine tuning our lives we bring about changes in the paths we have selected… in the choices we have made… we simply make them better… as we reach our dreams… our desired destinations we build confidence in being able to plan… take the steps forward and realize our dreams… some of course allow us to have others… a career allows us to have the finances to full fill our dream to travel… to live in a nice home… to surround ourselves with comforts… a career also allows us to meet others of like minds and to open the possibility for relationships to unfold… love is found in the freedom to explore possibilities and that freedom is everywhere… we need only seize the opportunity that exists today… so much happens when we have purpose in the day… an interest in love… an interest in learning… an interest in the career we go off to… an interest in home… and the interest in our own health… for all things begin with a healthy mind… body and soul… all things flow from the healthy being we are… we are shaped by our physical health and our mental abilities… but we must also keep in mind that a healthy spirit is essential to reaching our dreams…

How do we put them in the proper order… how do we keep ourselves afloat in the drifting sea of life… how can we possible move in all areas at once… priorities are important… and it is typical to lose sight of health… and place it far down the line… but for a successful individual one who is able to balance all the elements of their life upon the drifting seas… the order is health (body, mind and soul)… family (immediate and intimate)… career… the other things become subsets to the primary three… life works in threes… and these three elements provide the essentials for a loving enriched life… at times for a small amount of time one or the other will have a larger priority and may move to the top for a period in time… butt over all… health of self allows us to be with family and to have a career… so we start with one that we can build the others up on…

In finding a song we allow ourselves to meld with the composers sense of being… for the music is the message that we can feel intimately… the use of music is essential in the human mind as a tool for change… music calms the savage beast it is said… and some times the savage beast is within and some times we need the beauty of another’s words to soothe our ravaged soul or motivate our tired minds to move forward… to reach… to stretch our imagination beyond the limited scope… in choosing music it is best I have found to use songs that inspire us to action and to remove the old tired ones that sink us… change the song… change the mood… spark the fires… inspire the soul… when we change we can alter our reactions to the moments in our life in a profound and meaningful step that allows us to grow… and in growing we gain one step closer to that witch we desire or dream about…

I dream in difference… in change… in the swirling winds… adrift upon a sea taking in the alternatives and perhaps indulging my being inside one or another while taking in what each means to the many aspects of my being and how those will reflect back in my eyes… in my heart and my soul… I dream in difference… in the changing colors of a landscape or the pallet of an artist… my dreams ebb and flow like the tides of the sea that I am adrift upon… I dream in time with time and when the time is right my dreams do come true…

New words… are rare… new words come from the slang of the times in witch we live… when we search for new words I believe it is more a search for the right words that express what is in our hearts… what is in our souls… each language has its nuances… its turn of phrases or twists or plays on the use or context… some have the masculine and feminine separated out in equal measure and to make matters more confusing they have neutral gender expressions… I was never good at another language… it did not flow off my tongue and lips like it did for others… I regret that… I regret not learning the nuances of another language… but then I did choose poorly when I was younger… I passed over Latin and ignored the spreading need for Spanish… Italian was not offered… I loved science and ignored German and took French well because my older brother took French and I could use the same book… I could save some money… a terrible reason to choose a language to study…but then I made a lot of decisions at that time of my life based not on interest butt on the economies of scale… I took the road less painful economically to me… that is how I choose my college career… the subject I would study… the degree I received… the job I took… and some times I think the life I have led ever since… choices have a way of influencing our lives if we let them… some where in the middle of all of that I selected a road others had ignored… and it has led me in another direction… a more satisfying one that has enriched the lives of those who have walked it with me… what new words are there… well there are words that have meaning to me now that I passed over in previous times… so to me they are new words… they are the words I use to express my mind… to share my experiences… they are the words that are shared with those who are within my world… each who shares within this world leaves a mark… leaves a peace of themselves… and takes a peace of me with them… the sharing of the old words allows each of us to possibly find new combinations of words to express what we feel as time moves us along…