O.K.

What did you think
Of tbe thing that you saw?
Were there conclusions
That you could draw?

Could you make it out
From where ya sat?
Do-you remember
The guy with the hat?

Takeaways? Answers?
Where are things now?
If you had to guess,
Could you tell me how?

Or, why that was
The way you thought?
Bet you could tie it
To the way you were taught.

Do ya know what i mean?
The way that it was.
As if being guided
By a particular buzz.

Hum and a click,
A chirp in the sky.
As if only you heard it,
And we all wonder why.

Because it’s just so;
Your place in this life.
We all have a back.
We’ve all taken a knife.

To the gut, to the heart,
Comes a matter of feeling;
Wounds from the past,
Forever healing,
Comes a time
Why we’ll reach
For the top of the hill,
Only to get there,
And to find ourselves still.

Still with ourselves
From the day that we came,
But now looking back
Because we have someone to blame;

For something.
For some reason.

For some reason.

Still
Moving on.

The Point of No Return

What’s the point,
Of No Return?
How’d ya read it?
What’d ya learn?

What do ya hold?
Can’t let go?
Worth the weight
As you grow old?

If now is right
In front of you,
And we have choice
In what we do,

Then choose to move
Into the light.
The point is not
To prove you’re right.

See? Drop the story;
Move along.
Feed the past
Then-makes you wrong.

Non reaction
Is the way.
It’ll help you to
Enjoy the day.

Try it out;
It’s, Don’t Feed In.
Catch yourself
When you begin.

You take the bait
If you should stay.
It’s better to
Just walk away,

Identify distraction and get it out of the Plan.

Feeling frustrated?
Now stop. Soak it in.
Take a deep breath,
And then do it again.

Everything’s fine.
You’re gunna turn off your mind.
Now. There we are.
What did you find?

Not sure? I’ll tell you.
You connected with you.
Present moment;
More of what’s true.

So, give yourself credit.
Things just aren’t that bad.
You had expectations,
And then you got mad.

Whatever it is,
You’re better-off to let-go.
Frustration becomes distraction
Trust me. I know.

Take control of your time,
And do what you can.
Trust in yourself,
And stick to your plan.

RBF

Your resting bitch face
Has moved from dormant to active.
Now it’s scary;
Not-just unattractive.

Red with anger;
Sight set on me.
I wish that you
Could just let me be.

If not, please speak,
In a much calmer voice.
But, it’s not your fault;
You-say you’ve no choice.

Like you’ve the right to behave
The way you do.
Like, you just can’t help it.
As-in… I made you.

That’s a tough way to live;
No control of emotion.
You must feel like a dingy,
And that life is an ocean.

Just the Way it is

You move from angry to angry.
You snap on a dime;
Struggling to enjoy
What should be a good time.

Blaming others.
Pointing out what’s wrong.
Holding on
To a sorrowful song…

That I know as, your past.
Where you feel you were cheated.
But, you’re repeating the story,
Which leaves others depleated…

Negativity reigns.
Poor me thought.
The glass is half empty.
That’s where you are caught.

And, I can’t see it changing.
You-don’t see-it like-this.
Perhaps what I see
Are the things that you miss.

And vice versa.

Stop Worrying

Let’s think of the present.
The moment; right now.
We all hold the past.
The question is, how?

We all look to the future.
So, what do you hold?
Fear and stress
About getting old?

Retirement? Death?
What do you feel,
As you sit here and ponder?
Is your mind like a wheel?

Spinning in circles?
Thoughts pull you away
From the time that you have.
We just have today.

So, let those thoughts go;
The stress from the worry.
It’s ok to relax.
We’re not in a hurry.

Just go to your feeling.
That’s what’s real.
Touch your pain.
That’s how you’ll heal.

That’s how you’ll find peace;
How you’ll get with the now.
Just go to the feeling.
I know you know how.

Communication

What do you know of presence?
Can you pull back
From the thoughts that you chase?

What do they say,
Of you as a listener?
Have you awareness,
And a sense their pace?

Bull in a china shop.
Can’t wait to speak?
You seem to always know?

Better than others?
They need to listen?
STOP! Take a breath.
Take it slow.

We’re always a part
Of communication.
One on one’s
And collective.

Try holding your tongue.
Value other’s thoughts.
With yours
Become more selective.

Like less is more;
Quality counts.
Think of a filter.
You’ve got to use it.

Like practice with sport.
There’s no substitute.
If you’re not with it,
You’ll find that you lose it.