New ideas and possibilities pepper my reality and I’m confused, uplifted and happy as hell, thrilled to have these possibilities lined out in front of me, before me, at my feet.
something has CLICKED.Just like that.
It probably took months of work behind the scenes, but I’m experiencing the benefits now of feeling like myself, despite not being in great shape, despite all the things I still want to fix about myself. I’ve clicked into the now, the Anchen of possibility. It’s exciting as hell.
Plus, who wouldn't be excited at the prospect of living in Zion for a summer, or another national park?
1 comment:
"I've clicked into the now."
"The Anchen of Possibility."
Aren't these two different things? How can you be the you of now, and the you of later at the same time?
That's some serious sci-fi stuff, man! :o)
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One picture puzzle piece
Lyin' on the sidewalk,
One picture puzzle piece
Soakin' in the rain.
It might be a button of blue
On the coat of the woman
Who lived in a shoe.
It might be a magical bean,
Or a fold in the red
Velvet robe of a queen.
It might be the one little bite
Of the apple her stepmother
Gave to Snow White.
It might be the veil of a bride
Or a bottle with some evil genie inside.
It might be a small tuft of hair
On the big bouncy belly
Of Bobo the Bear.
It might be a bit of the cloak
Of the Witch of the West
As she melted to smoke.
It might be a shadowy trace
Of a tear that runs down an angel's face.
Nothing has more possibilities
Than one old wet picture puzzle piece.
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