spray painted graffiti in Cleveland
"Once you learn what life is about,
there is no way to erase the knowledge.
If you try to do something else with your life
you will always sense that you are missing something."
-James Redfield
And so it's a hard life, 'cause it doesn't always give
back the things you give into it
Was it you who changed in the days gone by, did you
happen to look at yourself
Or try to forget it?
But now it's all coming back on you, you can't keep it away
You don't know what to do
And you carry that weight to the end of your rope,
holding on so tight
It will only serve to bind you
Won't you let it go?
You might not save anybody else's soul
But you might just save your own
If you let it go
When you're mad do you face the anger, when you're
scared do you face the fear
Or do you pack it away?
Do you run 'cause you want to run, or are you
running and looking to find
Another escape?
Did you find the dreams that you held so close
Were nothing more than another place to hide
Find the thorn that's in your side
Find the source of all the lies that eat you up inside
Won't you let it go...
And what you're holding on to is a rope that might hang you
You can lossen up your grip once you know, what it is you hold
Won't you let it go...
lyrics by Jimmy Ryser
Creation:
Once upon a time there dwelt an old King in a palace. In the center of a golden table in the main hall, there shone a large and magnificent jewel. Each day of the King's life the stone sparkled more resplendently.
One day a thief stole the jewel and ran from the palace, hiding in a forest. As he stared with deep joy at the stone, to his amazement the image of the King appeared in it.
"I have come to thank you," said the King. "You have released me from my attachment to Earth. I thought I was freed when I acquired the jewel, but then I learned that I would be released only when I passed it on, with a pure heart, to another.
"Each day of my life I polished that stone, until finally this day arrived, when the jewel became so beautiful that you stole it, and I have passed it on, and am released.
There are things we do because they feel right and they make no senseAbove is a picture of our friend, Mr. Russell ....his real name is Russ Wilson, but
the kids have always called him Mr. Russell.
We adopted him into our family about 7 years ago
....he attends all family holiday and birthday parties.
He usually brings his gift of music or gift of magic.
His birthday is next month....He will be 62....
he gets to decide where we will go to dinner.....I am betting on Applebees.
He is such a kind soul.....our whole family loves him.
anyway, I needed to read this today (below)......I read it before going to yoga class tonight.
I feel so centered and like I can allow things to be after yoga and meditation.
Other times I think that I grasp too much.
anyway, read below.
and have a great day!!
love,
Michele
We cannot change our past.
We can not change the fact that people act in a certain way.
We can not change the inevitable.
The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have,
and that is our attitude.
- Charles Swindoll
A long, strange trip with Michele B.