![]() Once in pain, it seems the only way out is through. We often move away from pain, which is helpful only before being hurt. Whether it be relatively mundane activities or extremely complex processes, we have to believe in ourselves that we can actually do it.Īs your day progresses I hope you do not collapse into the turmoil and the things outside your control but instead open yourself to “the Sea of Grace that flows steadily beneath the turmoil of events” and recognize that you, like myself, are capable. ![]() We have to believe in ourselves whenever we do anything. In order to actually do them, confidence is key. It’s easy to talk ourselves out of doing of even attempting to perform complicated tasks. Geek wisdom: It’s incredibly easy to psyche ourselves out when under pressure. I really like how Victor de la Cruz at My Geek Wisdom defines the expression. I may be a leaf on the wind but if you watch you will see how I soar. However, with time and loving intention, my grieving gives way to a renewed focus on my own patterns, roles, choices, and opportunities. Too often I sense my grieving keeps me focused on things outside my control. “The mind secretes thoughts,” wrote Tara Brach, “like the body secretes enzymes.”Īll I can do is be open to the possibilities of changing currents and make new choices in the light of the moment. Little of how the consequences have fallen have been directly under my control, not even my thoughts and feelings. Growing through this experience I am often buffeted about by the currents of thinking, feeling, and experiencing. The most dangerous option was to do nothing and in “the onset of pain…clutch and sink.” Nothing within his control, but soaring none the less through the turmoil of the events. Of all the great lines in Joss Whedon’s Firefly series, this is one of the best.Īs Wash flies through an epic space battle, fraught with instant death producing shrapnel and fire, beset on all sides by his enemies, he repeats this mantra over and over. Yet the lowliest of cowards would die for it.I am a leaf on the wind. The wise and knowledgeable man is sure of it. I used a slightly harder version of that on my Group, and it stumped them for quite a while. The correct response was to weep in front of the statue, which opened a secret door behind It. The beggar was his sister two priests.Ī Statue with the Inscription : All ye who Enter here, weep, for my Story is a sorrowful one. What was the relationship between the man who drowned and the beggar? Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?Ī beggar's brother went out to sea and drowned. Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I You feed it, it lives, you give it something to drink, it dies.Ī harvest sown and reaped on the same day It passes before the sun and makes no shadow. Runs smoother than any rhyme, loves to fall but cannot climb! Has a mouth but does not speak, has a bed but never sleeps. You feel it, but never see it and never will.Īs light as a feather, but you can't hold it for ten minutes. A daisy field of grass, big eye is sun. The fresco thy lithe, dictatorial thighs. The positive nastiness of sullied flowers.Īnd I mark the colours, yellow and black, The nauseuous mustiness of forsaken bowers, My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face, In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam Will take from both a deep autumnal tone. ![]() Make me thy lyre, even as the forests are. With smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights. Lying beneath me with thy sounds and sights -Ī city in the twilight, gleaming and vast, Open the door and the thing will be there Since, after shooting 1/4 of the birds, the rest will fly off, the answer should be either (2*(4+20))/4=12 or ((2*4)+20)/4=7. What my first would acquire if he went to the sea.Īnd the belle of New York is the girl for me. My first wears my second my third might be A silver dish of some kind floating in an oil lamp with the flame above it.Īnd yet never in one hundred thousand years. The serpent drank the water, this in turn It is the son of water, but if water touches it, it dies. You eat something you neither plant nor plow.
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