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Tao Te Ching

Today's entry is to share this with anyone that feels this is for them, reminders of how to simplify life ...enjoy.

~"Change the way you think about strength.
Aren’t the physically and mentally strong those who can bend and adapt to life—especially as we age?
The more you think in rigid ways, refraining from considering other points of view, the more you’re liable to break.
As Lao-tzu reminds us, “The hard and stiff will be broken,” while “the soft and supple will prevail.”
Our minds and our bodies need flexibility to thrive.
When we see ourselves as flexible and supple, we are able to bend in harmony with our Divine source.
By listening, yielding, and being gentle, we all become disciples of life."~ Wayne Dyer



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Rufous McKinney
Really wise words, really true....

This situation we deal with, seems to select for some rigidity yet its a very uncomfortable place to be.

Yesterday I had some ability to move around and the body wanted to and today it feels like only the more rigid path, leads to comfort.

This is a confusing message for me, so I maybe pondering it- further.
 
sunshine44
yeah, interesting rufous.
For me, its a reminder of my invitation
with the timeless, the formless...
always existing....space.

\ space to let things be, lately i have been
sliding into the abyss physically at times again..
dipping my toes in the olden days of this illness.
And when i lay here unable to move, over and over after just trying to lift a glass of water...what is the message i hear? first, resistance, i want to persist. i want to prevail...then, the letting go, over ...and over and over. sometimes i feel like a stone that water is chiseling to its idea of perfection (not mine, lol!) and it takes so many strokes of letting go. Its not easy for me always.

The more i bend, the more the water rushes over and around me.
The more i resist, the more i drown.

and, so it is.
 
Rufous McKinney
Ah, that was ....so nice....

Keep enlarging that space....

I lived for 17 years next to this gorgeous creek. Sometimes it flooded with great drama and always a bit of edginess. I could feel the giant boulders in the river bed break loose during a peak flow event, and ping and pong about the channel bed, the Gods at play. The alders would spin and twirl madly when the bed has mobilized. Everything is being carried by the endless flow of the great storm.

In summer, I spent many many hours, simply being on the boulders, leaping from one to another. Gazing at the pond turtles. Communing with dragon flies and damsels, who also flow, just like a river.

People don't realize that sometimes, insects are flowing above the riverbed, and they themselves are a river. A river of tiny movements, collectively all leading in the same direction. And there seems to be no answer to Why That Direction?

I never really noticed the lady bug beetles that often, yet there they are, on a winter's day, clinging to the crisped browned giant sycamore leaves now fallen to the ground, and clinging to logs and debris- gathered together in masses, the wintering lady bug beetles. Just being. Not doing.
 
sunshine44
Rufous McKinney said:
Ah, that was ....so nice....

Keep enlarging that space....

I lived for 17 years next to this gorgeous creek. Sometimes it flooded with great drama and always a bit of edginess. I could feel the giant boulders in the river bed break loose during a peak flow event, and ping and pong about the channel bed, the Gods at play. The alders would spin and twirl madly when the bed has mobilized. Everything is being carried by the endless flow of the great storm.

In summer, I spent many many hours, simply being on the boulders, leaping from one to another. Gazing at the pond turtles. Communing with dragon flies and damsels, who also flow, just like a river.

People don't realize that sometimes, insects are flowing above the riverbed, and they themselves are a river. A river of tiny movements, collectively all leading in the same direction. And there seems to be no answer to Why That Direction?

I never really noticed the lady bug beetles that often, yet there they are, on a winter's day, clinging to the crisped browned giant sycamore leaves now fallen to the ground, and clinging to logs and debris- gathered together in masses, the wintering lady bug beetles. Just being. Not doing.
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This was so beautiful.
Somehow, I never saw this.

Thank you for this little gem today 💎
 
Rufous McKinney
sunshine44 said:
This was so beautiful.
Somehow, I never saw this.
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EGAD, I wrote that?

Generally it's pretty freaky, my current short term memory banks are not very impressive right now. (I have no issue recalling the river of insects flowing, but I don't recall ever writing this comment).

I feel I have not been in a very spiritual place recently. But seeking answers to the unanswerable questions, sometimes I think it is Ok to take a break.

I really enjoyed watching a big downpour yesterday- a very dark cloud dumped for 45 minutes, lightening it was dramatic and makes one feel very alive and cleansed in a nice way.
 
sunshine44
Rufous McKinney said:
EGAD, I wrote that?

Generally it's pretty freaky, my current short term memory banks are not very impressive right now. (I have no issue recalling the river of insects flowing, but I don't recall ever writing this comment).

I feel I have not been in a very spiritual place recently. But seeking answers to the unanswerable questions, sometimes I think it is Ok to take a break.

I really enjoyed watching a big downpour yesterday- a very dark cloud dumped for 45 minutes, lightening it was dramatic and makes one feel very alive and cleansed in a nice way.
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Hahaaaa,
I feel this SO much.

Me too rufous, I’ve not been my normal self this year in so many ways and feel less connected that I usually am.

But, trying to choose over and over to flow with it.

Many different seasons in life

Sending you love today 🤍☀️

I had to go through some old entries for a fundraiser interview thingy I have to do tonight and found this 💎
 

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