Matthew’s Blog

My heart soars!
The Spring has come!
The sun rises before 6:00am.
The birds are a chirping.
Robins, Finches, geese
Smiling faces
Good Morning.

warmth breaks the dawn

silent breeze calms the trees

smell the air

its here

summer rain

I met up with my friend Jim Cohen last night whom I hadn’t seen in six months and he asked me how I was doing and what I was up to and I responded - ALIVE. To which he sent me this poem by Dickinson which pretty much sums it up. Gotta love poets.

To be alive — is Power –
Existence — in itself –
Without a further function –
Omnipotence — Enough –

To be alive — and Will!
‘Tis able as a God –
The Maker — of Ourselves — be what –
Such being Finitude!

~Emily Dickinson 1924

This quote struck me last night at the Soulful Sundown by Wendell Berry. Perhaps this is what woke me this morning.

When despair of the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.

I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief ~ what a powerful line!!
I realized that that is where so many of us lay in life - ruining tomorrows before today has yet to turn bright.

STOP THAT! RIGHT NOW PEOPLE!

TAKE A WALK OUTSIDE - SEE the WORLD as it REALLY IS - not the one inside our heads!

This story has been going around quite a while but I am amazed how it strikes every time I read it and when it shows up in my life.

An old Cherokee Indian is telling his grandson about a fight that is going on inside himself. He said it is between two wolves.

One is evil: Anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority and ego.

The other is good: Joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.

The grandson thought about this for a minute and then asked his grandfather,
"Which wolf wins?"

The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one I feed."

I’ll let the haiku speak for itself - Its been a magical morning.