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😣 self - ridicule 😣
posted: Wed, Nov 20, 2024 09:36:07 AM
moving into today, i certainly had a very poor night's sleep last night, as my mind would not settle down. i was thinking of nothing, but nothing kept me mostly conscious and as a result, i was in no mood to hit the streets at twenty-two degrees above zero this morning. in fact i was not in the mood for any sort of workout or PT exercises this morning. i coerced myself into getting on the floor to do my exercises and then driving to the gym for a four mile walk and run session. i have to admit, even though i am running a bit behind schedule, i am grateful for doing the next right thing for my physical recovery.
there is a bit of a funny story, however. i was trying to txt Mike C and Siri though i said Mike P, so Mr Mike P got a rando txt from me. i almost said i am sorry that txt was meant for someone else, but the fact he said he appreciated it, meant that i did not have to own making a mistake nor telling him he was less than important, than the person the txt was supposed to go to. it caused me a bit of mirth on my way into the gym and certainly lightened my semi-dark mood. so as i head out to the cigar store for the morning, to pound out another project, i know that i can be okay, owning a mistake without causing any harm and allowing someone to think i had intention, when i did not. i have to chalk it up to maybe, just maybe, it was exactly the next right thing to do.
∞ DT ∞
While the author is a member of a 12 Step recovery fellowship, these writings are not intended to endorse or express the published wisdom of any fellowship.
These writings are not meant to be socially or politically correct, and if you take issue with any opinions expressed, please seek the guidance of someone wiser than me.
Another Look!
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☯ The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao ☯
by Lao-Tse
Translated by James Legge
Book 1
1) Who knows his manhood's strength,
Yet still his female feebleness maintains;
As to one channel flow the many drains,
All come to him, yea, all beneath the sky.
Thus he the constant excellence retains;
The simple child again, free from all stains.
Who knows how white attracts,
Yet always keeps himself within black's shade,
The pattern of humility displayed,
Displayed in view of all beneath the sky;
He in the unchanging excellence arrayed,
Endless return to man's first state has made.
Who knows how glory shines,
Yet loves disgrace, nor e'er for it is pale;
Behold his presence in a spacious vale,
To which men come from all beneath the sky.
The unchanging excellence completes its tale;
The simple infant man in him we hail.