forget the paycheck. time for a reality check. to check in
and see what's really going on.
1. am i doing what i really want to be doing with my life?
2. if not, how can i redirect?
3. and with all that excess energy from doing what I want, how can
I help someone else do...whatever.
what if we were, no, are happy? what if...
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
inspire me
thought i'd never look to government for inspiration
but today i think of the possibilities. intellect,
diplomacy, patience, consideration, compassion, endurance.
these are not qualities to which we've become accustomed
but it is time to move in close, take a chance, reach out
to the optimism that has been dormant for so many years,
optimism motivated by activism and involvement. today our
president is capable of empowering so many. tomorrow the
empowered will rise up and take responsibility for governance.
the two will become one and the consciousness of one will bring
justice and harmony to a world out of balance.
but today i think of the possibilities. intellect,
diplomacy, patience, consideration, compassion, endurance.
these are not qualities to which we've become accustomed
but it is time to move in close, take a chance, reach out
to the optimism that has been dormant for so many years,
optimism motivated by activism and involvement. today our
president is capable of empowering so many. tomorrow the
empowered will rise up and take responsibility for governance.
the two will become one and the consciousness of one will bring
justice and harmony to a world out of balance.
Labels:
art,
Barack Obama,
life,
politics,
process
Monday, January 5, 2009
What Have We Got to Lose?
According to Zev Vilnay, the name "Gaza," from the Arabic Ġazza, originally derives from the Canaanite/Hebrew root for "strong" (ʕZZ), and was introduced to Arabic by way of the Hebrew, ʕazzā, i.e. "the strong one (f.)"; cpr. English stronghold.[2] According to Mariam Shahin, the Canaanites gave Gaza its name, the Ancient Egyptians called it Gazzat ("prized city"), and the Arabs often refer to it as Gazzat Hashim, in honour of Hashim, the great-grandfather of Muhammed, who is allegedly buried in Gaza City, according to Islamic lore.
So much to lose. Too many to die for.
So much to lose. Too many to die for.
Labels:
art life,
history repeats,
politics,
soullessness
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