so many sandals

sunday, late summer
now: view from the coffee bar
'ccino residue

gold soot that's the knowing

I want to capture the color
of faces
of uncles
that stare
at the bonfire
glow

– and the paint-stroke
that you'd make if you tried
to paint them:
burnt purple and
red rust

gold soot

ruddied, lo

femme ephemeral

Can I say something?
This is more than most can take–
and I thrive on it.

hey, dreamer

wonder who'll tell you
that you've everything you need–
who you'll listen to.

pajama, moment theory

Here is a developing thought I give time to, often. It's not my typical short, confident but barely-there punchy Haiku.

First, a sleepwear assertion:

Why spend a night wearing your not-favorite pajamas? You spend so much time sleeping. Be comfortable.

Along that same line of logic: why live a mediocre life? Pull on a better one. If you experience an undesirable moment - know that you need not. First, note that it's your choice to feel that your moment is undesirable. You attribute meaning to a given situation.

The most direly oppressed person can decide to wear a smile, to be solidly behind that smile.

If a person in an apparently horrible circumstance can appreciate their moments, so can you and I. There is no excuse. And why would we want one anyway? You would not make an excuse to not wear a sweater if you were cold. Pull on a fine moment, every moment.

Your moments need not always be good or even serene. Instead, they are simply relative to one another. Each is worth acknowledging - and often most rewarding in their extremes. Just as you pull on or off a sweater, actively change your attitude, acknowledge temporary discomfort and watch it change. Know that's how comfortable you can be with your reality, and keep moving.

If your situation isn't 'optimal,' can you change your mind about the way things are? I think we all can. But nothing else can do that for us. We have to be active.

Can you step back and realize that this moment of pain or relative hardship, this sequence of moments, will blend in with the big nebula of moments that makes up your life? Like whitecaps on the ocean, our moments are not independent, but make up an inseparable whole, our current life. This life, now.

Now.

Accepting that our life is not segmented, but flows and is a huge singular force, taking us wherever we drive ourselves, we must realize we have no time for dissatisfaction or immobility. We can make things happen. We have been. And we can choose to.

Consider that you may be viewing your world via a particular point of view, as through a pair of sunglasses. Can you pull off your current pair of glasses, put them back on the shelf and pull on another that makes everything more appealing? Or better yet, can you forget the notion of viewpoint and look at your reality without any shading at all? When did you learn to put on sunglasses, anyway? Sometimes, the real picture is worth the glare.

Perhaps your answer to all of those questions is 'Yes, my glasses somewhat limit my frame; I could give this non-judgmental idea a try.'

That seems reasonable. A change, a movement will rarely hurt. It might move your moments in a good way.

Decide what you want, and move toward it. Don't wait. Put on your favorite pajamas now!

Then you'll start to see how powerful you are.



Let me know what you think.

why,

everything starts with an idea.