The Global Brain-Peter Russell

No judgment

Everything in life holds both a blessing and a curse. We deny this when we label the events of our lives as either good or bad. The following old Zen story illustrates this lesson most effectively.

A farmer had a horse but one day, the horse ran away and so the farmer and his son had to plow their fields themselves. Their neighbors said, "Oh, what bad luck that your horse ran away!" But the farmer replied, "Bad luck, good luck, who knows?"

The next week, the horse returned to the farm, bringing a herd of wild horses with him. "What wonderful luck!" cried the neighbors, but the farmer responded, "Good luck, bad luck, who knows?"

Then, the farmer's son was thrown as he tried to ride one of the wild horses, and he broke his leg. "Ah, such bad luck," sympathized the neighbors. Once again, the farmer responded, "Bad luck, good luck, who knows?"

A short time later, the ruler of the country recruited all young men to join his army for battle. The son, with his broken leg, was left at home. "What good luck that your son was not forced into battle!" celebrated the neighbors. And the farmer remarked, "Good luck, bad luck, who knows?"

"Do not judge, and you will never be mistaken."

-- Jean Jacques Rousseau

Convolusion in Thought

this sadness
in this departure
has me lost in seven
seas of grief

i cry but i don't know why
is it because
you are going away ?

or is it that I am addicted
to intense emotions and using
this reason as catalyst
to this deep despair?

Self absorbed and in toward

I hope this day is just extra bad by itself

Sometimes it is that way

a day

will be

torturously

tiresome

I know I am out of balance

I need to know where it lies

and make adjustments

But I can't seem to get the proper reception

My feelers don't know which way to tune

Rescue One Another

Saray had the kind of way in which she would automatically want to intervene whenever she found her self in or near human people in conflict.

One time comes to mind when at work. A couple of colleagues were having it out over some misunderstanding and were starting to get a bit loud and hostile. Saray sticks her thoughts in edge wise and says, "Fellas 'cuse me if I may, I'd like to ask if I might help mediate your dilemma. I am studying the art of diplomacy and this would be great practice for my lessons".

Both of them looked at her dumbstruck and sideways at first but then agreed to let her have a go with her techniques.

Amazingly she pulled it off.

She did and wowed the bit of crowed since gathered by the ruckus.

I was quite impressed with her.

She really came to the rescue with her social first aid kit and kindness.

:)

Kissing Jupiter from the Tastebuds of a Ladybug in Lava

But I think by failing to view things from even the silliest of vantage points we limit our potential and ourselves.

the fact that you are unavailable has its draw

most certain
but that is just one
of several
zebra-zillion
stripes about you