Be Like Water. . .

Its cold.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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. 

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. 

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. 

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.

Bonds, Be Like Water
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.

Magic Happens
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.

Magical Moments, Taken for Granted
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.

Phil's Birthday, 9/17/45
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

Oceans Subside. Take A Ride
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.

Pleasantville

Lazy Sunday morning. Going for a swim in a bit. Did my Fifty yesterday. It’s been too long since I’ve just swam. Had my headphones in the drink and I just swam. Found a dead lizard floating on the bottom of the pool. Also, a cricket turned white.

Cascades

Just did 10 breast, 10 gloved breast, 10 free gloved,10 paddle, and 10 with the buoy.I like the feel calm in the water. Its the balance of making effort and having the surrounding water push and keep you afloat. Its fighting with and against the water at the same time. It's Rhythmic, It's the exhaling after doing the flip turn. Inverted S. The roll. Watching the bubbles out the nose. At times, I wish that I had an camera to take photos underwater. I’m sure it would be a sight. Feeling like gliding. Skimming the surface. Just having a swim.

San Gabrielle Mission Tile

Last few times, I’ve taken a dip. The pool has been brisk. Yesterday, like bathwater. Perfect. No, to do laps, I like it brisk. However, for a nice relaxing swim. No lap number in mind, yesterday was perfect.

Been getting away from lots of things. Not this is bad, its just that people make choices. Three hours cycling on the recumbent at the  beginning of the year. Then walking, finished a few 5ks. My mountain bike needs attention, so that may be next. Plus, I’ve had these roller-blades for some time and never use (Don’t know how). However, these exercise are who I am and who I’d like to be.

Watts Towers

Take for instance, this Web Log. Blog. Don’t know if anyone read this anymore, save a few one or two. However, for now, this all that one really needs. Masses no longer matter to me. Adoration and need to be a leader has faded. The cause d’esprit has left. Now, it is the personal excellence that guides me.

Looking back, my love and drive was for saving people. For Heroes. Nothing else mattered. Self-sacrifice for a higher cause. A righting a past wrong. A love and want for admiration. Now, no longer. Learned these are transitory things. Nice to have, however, now no longer consuming.

I remember spending time at Golden Apple, Comic Con, Shrine, and other convention Center. These were the places of my youth. Searching to complete my collection. Searching for John Byrne, Frank Miller, George Perez.

Home of Kermit the Frog

This need for stories are much like the people that enjoy Soap Operas  Much like that people enjoy Oprah, Martha Stewart, John Stewart, Rush Limbaugh, Dan Patrick, Jay Leno, Conan O'Brein. Much like the people that attend Renn Fairs. Much like the people that play WOW (World of Warcraft)

So when I see kids and adults get lost in these imaginary worlds of video games, I find that this need is as important as food and water. Like the air we breathe. You see we are more than the body. We are more than the mind. We are of the spirit, too. People need to have have adventure, to be inspired, to express, to Live for more than just food and water.We have a need to create and recreate.

Outside Warner Brothers Studios

These moments in creativity that feed our mind and nurtures our soul. Some may enjoy the role as the prankster. Some may enjoy the role of the loving mother. Some may enjoy the wise sage. Some want to be Maximus or Bruce Wayne or Gordon Gecko. It is these roles that we choose to live. It is an extension who we are and who we would like to become. Think of the people that watch ESPN. Young and older men wanting to live the dream of high school hero-dom. We see grown men creating in-home temples of their favorite team or player. They imbue a certain energy to this.

Think its a roller coaster from the Santa Monica Pier

Think of all the people eye-ing Tiger Woods. If you are female, it may be that he is the betrayer and his market power has lost his uumph. Some still watch this fallen figure hoping and waiting to return to his former glory. It reminds me of the dark times in the movie Excalibur. The Land and King are one. Must see the movie to understand.

Charlie Browns Market

Where this stream of consciousness is going is this, not only does the human spirit need the essentials. It needs to be inspired. To create. To express. To know that there is a Tomorrow and Next Day. To share to the world, Hope.

Church in Los Angeles (Getting Re-Modeled)

The needs of the body are Powerful. Who doesn’t watch the Food Channel once in awhile? Porn is a large part of the internet, and the social mores of adult actresses are more tolerant. However, this basic, this primal instinct, this lower levels on the Maslow's hierarchy of needs is just that. . .Base.

Our base needs are important for one’s development.However, other needs supersede. Why would go on hunger strikes for a cause?
Why would give up things for love? Why do people make some irrational choices? Bad wiring or higher calling. Who knows? Not me.

Look at dancers. They need to express physically a message, a story. Look at artist, something inside them causes them a message  on paper, on canvass, on the internet. Something moved them. Look at my journal this year, I’ve discovered many things. I’ve discovered many things about myself. I’ve discovered and discarded things that no longer hold importance. Let me clarify this, I've discarded priorities that no longer hold importance Now. Yet, it all counts.

Palmdale Rotary

Simply, put I would not be who I am if it weren’t for the person who I was. Moreover, I can’t be who I want and need to be tomorrow until I handle today. So, society changes, good and bad. People Changes, good and bad. Body Changes, good and bad. Attitude changes, and we are the better for it, good and bad.This cycle is a journey and I plan to enjoy my smiles and cries.