atom

i was but one atom amongst many trying to make it back upstream into New York City from New Jersey…

the osmosis process was slow.

breathe.

:)

yes

talking to my sister.

breathe, Bookish, breathe.

and smile at her.

my mother and i talked about the soul, and karma, and the journeys one takes over many lifetimes.

i feel lighter.

so.
wow.

thank you my 43-er friends. you all gathered around and gave me your collective hug. and i feel like a who in whoville.

am humbled.

love,
b

alone in the world

the atom there is everything… it is the building block of our world, of ourselves…

so, in a way, this goal stands for all of my goals.

for now.

meditation for the day

All good work is done the way ants do things, little by little.
-Lafcadio Hearn

and…
another one from Anne Lamott, a bit more contemporary:

“Thirty years ago my older brother, who was ten years old at the time, was trying to get a report on birds written that he’d had three months to write. It was due the next day. We were out at our family cabin in Bolinas, and he was at the kitchen table close to tears, surrounded by binder paper and pencils and unopened books on birds, immobilized by the hugeness of the task ahead. Then my father sat down beside him, put his arm around my brother’s shoulder, and said, ‘Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it bird by bird.’”

atma atom soul

but not self-effacing

like an atom.

it could be so tiny you can’t see it.
but it’s so powerful when in a bomb.

the power is held in reserve, for when it’s needed.