Now
Air conditioning is on high. It is cold outside, too. Winter soon. May come early if this morning is any indication. Went swimming yesterday afternoon. Nice and brisk. The way that I like it. Finished 50, mostly legs. Zoomers and Scuba fins day.
Air conditioning is on high. It is cold outside, too. Winter soon. May come early if this morning is any indication. Went swimming yesterday afternoon. Nice and brisk. The way that I like it. Finished 50, mostly legs. Zoomers and Scuba fins day.
What Tomorrow May Bring
Not sure what I will do this weekend. Maybe a moonlit night hike at Devil’s Punch Bowl. Maybe watch rubber duckies travel around Drytown. Maybe I will go to Highland and do the Relay for Life for Cancer. Not sure, but horoscope says that my emotional vibe will strong.
Not sure what I will do this weekend. Maybe a moonlit night hike at Devil’s Punch Bowl. Maybe watch rubber duckies travel around Drytown. Maybe I will go to Highland and do the Relay for Life for Cancer. Not sure, but horoscope says that my emotional vibe will strong.
Tomorrow's Dreams
Kevin’s team plays tonight. Going against Kennedy. Somewhere in the Valley. They blew out Hart last week. Hope they win tonight, too. It would be nice for Palmdale to win a CIF Championship. They have been so close for so long. Next week they play Valencia. A perennial powerhouse. From what he told me, Valencia destroyed whoever they played last night. Normally, he can’t scout a team before they play them. Most high school games are all on Fridays. Last night must have been an unusual.
Kevin’s team plays tonight. Going against Kennedy. Somewhere in the Valley. They blew out Hart last week. Hope they win tonight, too. It would be nice for Palmdale to win a CIF Championship. They have been so close for so long. Next week they play Valencia. A perennial powerhouse. From what he told me, Valencia destroyed whoever they played last night. Normally, he can’t scout a team before they play them. Most high school games are all on Fridays. Last night must have been an unusual.
Starbursts and Bees, Look Up
Whatever is going, I can sense a something unusual in the air. There is something about the season changing. Days and nights are becoming more even. Autumnal Equinox soon. It is a time of balance. Soon we get to fall back, Day light savings time. Move the clock back an hour.
Whatever is going, I can sense a something unusual in the air. There is something about the season changing. Days and nights are becoming more even. Autumnal Equinox soon. It is a time of balance. Soon we get to fall back, Day light savings time. Move the clock back an hour.
Time
It’s nice to have a reset. A time to get back some precious day, just by turning back the clock. Darkest hours does not come so soon. Still, it comes. The more we speed up, the slower things get. We start noticing the little things. Watched History Channel or National Geographic show. Talked about the physics of time travel and the theories on how it is may happen. Worm holes. Gravitational sucks. Spaceship surfing the time-space continuum. Essentially, the faster one moves the slower time gets.
It’s nice to have a reset. A time to get back some precious day, just by turning back the clock. Darkest hours does not come so soon. Still, it comes. The more we speed up, the slower things get. We start noticing the little things. Watched History Channel or National Geographic show. Talked about the physics of time travel and the theories on how it is may happen. Worm holes. Gravitational sucks. Spaceship surfing the time-space continuum. Essentially, the faster one moves the slower time gets.
Fault Lines
This has been my experience. Being in the flow, where time and space seems to slow. Moments where one is in the Zone. Haven’t been here in awhile, yet I know it exists. Been there playing a good game of basketball. Swimming in the pool. Time, space, and mind is in sync. Where everything is right. Everything falls in place. It is where everything exist. The past, the future, the now. It all makes sense. Still. This pursuit for Zen, the “Flow”, Big Smile never seems to end.
This has been my experience. Being in the flow, where time and space seems to slow. Moments where one is in the Zone. Haven’t been here in awhile, yet I know it exists. Been there playing a good game of basketball. Swimming in the pool. Time, space, and mind is in sync. Where everything is right. Everything falls in place. It is where everything exist. The past, the future, the now. It all makes sense. Still. This pursuit for Zen, the “Flow”, Big Smile never seems to end.
Civilizations have risen and fallen in the search for something Bigger.
Manic-Depressant
Yet, season change in the endless pursuit. One wonders why struggle? Why acquiesce? The mountains and valleys one yearns for seems counter-intuitive to follow. It is so Bipolar. Still, it is what it is. We live in many variations of the same journey. Whether it is the pursuit for State Championships. Whether it is the completion of that college degree. Whether it the fifty laps completed.
Yet, season change in the endless pursuit. One wonders why struggle? Why acquiesce? The mountains and valleys one yearns for seems counter-intuitive to follow. It is so Bipolar. Still, it is what it is. We live in many variations of the same journey. Whether it is the pursuit for State Championships. Whether it is the completion of that college degree. Whether it the fifty laps completed.
Journey May Take Hours
This pattern of struggle invigorates and depletes. It is not to be mind tired of the countless hours at work or in school. It is not the countless hours in the gym or dojo being physically tired. It is not the time being in love. And out of love.
It is the journey of the keyboard tapping. It is the journey stroke of the paintbrush. It is the dance itself. It is the pursuit with ferocious unrelentlessness. It is taking the moment of the little things that makes all the difference.
This pattern of struggle invigorates and depletes. It is not to be mind tired of the countless hours at work or in school. It is not the countless hours in the gym or dojo being physically tired. It is not the time being in love. And out of love.
It is the journey of the keyboard tapping. It is the journey stroke of the paintbrush. It is the dance itself. It is the pursuit with ferocious unrelentlessness. It is taking the moment of the little things that makes all the difference.
Sure the many molecules do not connect. Many attract and repel. Some being ionic. Taking an electron. Losing an electron. We become positive and negative in relationships. Some times these bonds are covalent. Where supposed opposites find balance together. Think Yin Yang symbol. Inequality becomes mutually beneficial. Think symbiosis. Like the two hydrogen atoms forming a togetherness with the oxygen. Magical qualities happen. This alchemy of life makes something wonderful. Things fit.
True, it may seem without purpose. It may be. However, when serendipity and synchronicity happen, magical moments happen. Like the musicians named John, Paul, George, and Ringo form. Like when basketball wellsprings forms in Boston and Los Angeles. When perfect storms destruct and construct something wonderful. Music is made. Dynasties are built. Ordinary becomes extraordinary.
If everything wonderful happened all the time, miracles would not be so special. Things is, as time speeds up and as we begin to slow down, we notice miracles happen every single day. Every single moment. Every everything. We learn that its all special. We begin to ride the wave.
As my second favorite coach has said,”In basketball - as in life - true joy comes from being fully present in each and every moment, not just when things are going your way. Of course, it's no accident that things are more likely to go your way when you stop worrying about whether you're going to win or lose and focus your full attention on what's happening right this moment.”—Phil_Jackson
So let it be cold. Let the a/c be too high. Let the pursuit for football glory continue. Let Valencia bring it on. Let me do my fifty laps in the the sixty degree September pool. Let the keys be tapped and may this internet quietdom ring soon with joy and laughter. And remember to pay full attention on the what is happening right this moment. This is realization that the little things count, because they are never little. It all counts. Miracles happens all the time. All the time. All the time. It just become so common that we forget that nothing is common.Every moment is magical.
