“Waking consciousness is dreaming – but dreaming constrained by external reality” ~ Oliver Sacks
“It’s what you have always wanted to accomplish. Everyone, when they are young, knows what their destiny is. At that point in their lives, everything is clear and everything is possible. They are not afraid to dream, and to yearn for everything they would like to see happen to them in their lives. But, as time passes, a mysterious force begins to convince them that it will be impossible for them to realize their destiny… It’s a force that appears to be negative, but actually shows you how to realize your destiny. It prepares your spirit and you will, because there is one great truth on this planet: whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you really want something, it’s because that desire originated in the soul of the universe. It’s your mission on earth.” ~ Paolo Coelho
“There are only two lives we might live: our dream or our destiny. Sometimes they are one in the same, and sometimes they’re not. Often our dreams are just a path to our destinies.” ~ Glennon Melton
One of the best sounds of Summer, one that I have been sorely missing, came this morning around 3:30 AM: coyotes on the hunt! That’s enough to make my whole day – but I am in no way adverse to more. And yet I will enter my workday as I almost always do, by putting on my best Taoist monk approximation and walking in like I know what I am doing. The coyotes remind me of the wild within – and a good reminder at that. Do you ever get that thing where a quiet and unexpected sound comes from nearby and your ear twitches momentarily? That’s the wild within. Our bodies remember what we used to be, and can make use of that knowledge should the need arise. That ear was trying to pivot to identify the source of the sound. They probably have an app for that now. I haven’t gotten that far with my smartphone, because my smartphone is kind of a moron as far as that goes.
Ya know, today would be a good day to find a nice quiet tree somewhere, park my body, have a puff, and begin re-reading Richard Bach’s Bridge Across Forever. Fine piece of writing, and a heady tale at that. But, no. I am actually looking forward to work today. It’s my whole social life, and I do get to see people I like to see, and several I love to see. There ya have it. It’s time for me to go have a look at the mountains before I take a shower. Ciao.
All is well. Goof gloriously.