Living Well

well
in the last chapter of my life, I picked right over happy

so I think for the last part of my life, I’d pick happy over right

being right …. well. picking and choosing your battles

discretion being the better part of valor…

live to fight another day
stiff upper lip and think of England.

but really

living well is the best revenge
the universe will as it wills
after all

what’s left when your illusions and delusions are stripped away
is absolute truth

for better or for worse
not really here nor there

but the objectivity of the truth
depends on perspective being squared to truth

so, it comes back to the stories that we tell ourselves, really

and, as someone near and dear to me explained, so you might as well make it a good story.

Oh, what a joyful poem for me

a couple of years back, a pair of house finches made a nest on my front door.

it was thrilling to watch the transformation from eggs to almost adult birds

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4-P7k6ZGjg&

I think the slide show works harmoniously with the poem

food is part of the cycle of energy transferance and life

by selecting the foods we consume consciously, we impact the larger environment

from our early ancestor days of selecting the favoured plants from accidental cultivation of sees to actual agriculture

disipline, intention

it’s what we need to solve the problems of there being over 7 billion of us, all needing resources, survival to thrival

within the limitations of our niches

I often ponder what makes the difference between people’s priorities and the scope of their thoughts

sometimes I think it’s a matter of nurture

but I think we should never minimize nature

mutations, spectrum, diversity

the spice of life