Just as the acorn existed within the oak, even when the oak was a seedling; and as the oak existed within the earth, even before there were trees; and as the earth existed within the galaxy, even before there were planets… there has never been a time when you did not exist within me… during which we dreamed all else into being.
Far out.
Love you.
Well done.
Happy everything,
The Universe
Borrowed this from: h.koppdelaney’s website
Chaos is Freedom
“Master, why are you not going to celebration?”
“I am learning to make no plans.”
“Why?
“Today chaos is freedom.”
HKD
Nice article on seeing yourself in others..
We are all connected.
Of all the things that matter, that really and truly matter, working more efficiently and getting more done is not among them.
Chill,
-The Universe
School is coming to an end for me.. I have been in school for too many years to count on my fingers. I have of course come to realize that work will follow… So, right now & in the future, I must “chill” because that is what truly matters.
“Yesterday I watched a small bird, flying very fast, disappear into the canopy of an oak tree. So dense were its leaves that it was impossible to see what happened next, though I can tell you it remained inside.
I wondered how the little bird found its opening through the leaves at such a speed, and then managed to gently align its fragile body on the branch it chose to land upon, all within a fraction of a second. Not to mention the impossible to imagine flying maneuvers required: the banking, the curling, the vertical and horizontal stabilizations, the deceleration and landing.
Memory? Calculation? Not in that tiny brain. Instinct? Maybe, but how does instinct know which way the branches of a tree have grown when no two are the same?
That little bird just knew. It had faith, in spite of not being able to see how things would work out, that if (and only if) it stayed the course the details would be taken care of; that an opening would appear and a twig would be found. In fact, had she slowed down enough to carefully and logically inspect the tree first, the prudent thing to do, she would have lost her lift and fallen to the ground.
Kind of like reaching for your dreams. Neither memory, nor calculating, nor instincts are the deciding factors, but faith coupled with action.”
Tallyho,
The Universe
2 avocados
1 chopped mango
1 jalapeno
1/2 chopped red pepper
1 lime (juice)
Dash of salt
Dash of pepper
1 tsp or more of cumin
1 tsp of crushed garlic
Mash all together and enjoy! 
Don ‘t Walk Behind Others: For your work to pass through the generations you must have your own distinctive style. If you always use a compass to draw a circle and a ruler to draw a square you will always remain a slave. As the ancients say: you can’t build a house inside a house. Lu Ji says: avoid the morning flower in full blossom and gather instead evening buds which are not yet open. Han Yu says: all cliches must go; this is the essence of prose. The Book of the Hermit Fisherman of Zhao River comments that this is also true of poetry. If you just repeat cliches and imitate old works without any change or original ideas, how can you become a famous poet? Huang Luzhi writes that if you follow someone you will always be behind. The first taboo in writing is to walk behind others.
A lovely excerpt from Vanda Scaravelli’s “Awakening the Spine.”
“Carry your body, but please do not let you body carry you! Walking in the streets, one can see people heavily following their bodies. Their heads leans forwards, pulled by their necks, on their insecure legs, their feet scarcely touching the ground. It is evident that they are slaves to their bodies, following the whispering of their chattering minds.
We must walk well, as animals do.
Put the heels down first placing the feet straight in front of you. Then expand the soled of the foot, allowing it to receive the weight of the body, moving towards the toes. While the other leg moves forwards, continue to keep the back foot on the ground, so that the back of the knee remains extended and open until the last moment before lifting the foot for the next step.
This way of walking will help you to re-establish order, if your body has developed bad habits.
We are always in a hurry, we run, we run, in order to be able to do as many things as possible: to achieve, to become, to obtain. To run is a symptom of fear, to run after something, after somebody. We are slaves not only to others, but to ourselves, to our ideas, to our ambitions, to our projects, and even to our mental projections. This is a miserable attitude that life does not deserve. The slave runs, but the king keeps quiet and remains still in his place.”
A Christmas painting I did for family. Inspired by one of Konstantin Tovstiadi's creations.
