Tag Archives: spiritual

Is this who I am now?

Have I backed myself into a corner? Is this who I am now? Is this the end of me? I am a changeling, A hypocrite. Found a path, I am free, Chose another, Now I’m free, Fly away, Am I … Continue reading

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Ren, and the battle between good and evil

I have enjoyed music throughout my life, but the past 5 years or so, my interest in the artistic expression of music has come and gone as I go through various phases. Lately, I have been listening to music again, … Continue reading

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(Visions) And so I stayed

I stood up and felt pain in my knees and ankles. I was so stiff. The bones in my spine cracked and adjusted themselves against the force of contracting muscles. I stumbled toward the doorway and caught myself on the … Continue reading

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Why does anything exist all?

When I was a kid, I used to lay in bed at night and think myself to sleep. I enjoyed it. Letting my thoughts drift here and there, working out problems and anxieties I was facing until a solution that … Continue reading

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Mindful Roll-about

One of my favorite spiritual exercises is to cruise around and practice mindful awareness. To do this I simply observe my surroundings without any judgments. When I look at a tree, I do not say, “That is a tree, look … Continue reading

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Just Life

On the wave of momentum we ride, The power is there, though it loves to hide, In plain sight, it waits to be found, An open secret, we can find it in the sound, In the wind and rain and … Continue reading

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The Chipmunk and the Tasty Treat

There was a chipmunk who lived behind a garden wall. It was a nice garden, with plenty of goodies to munch on. There were some humans who would make an appearance occasionally, but the chipmunk found they weren’t dangerous as … Continue reading

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