TIME BUDGET 2025

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TIME BUDGET 2025

Things I can't afford:

Worry. I simply don't have enough time to spend it on worry

Regret. This is throwing good time after bad. 

If I squander my time regretting I can't use it profitably

Speculation. By mentally running through every possible scenario

Especially the scary ones, I muddle my mind and terrify

My Inner Child to the point of inaction

Jealousy and Envy. How could I possibly compare the rich tapestry of my time line

To that of any one else? I would not swap my challenges or rewards. 

Harshness. I was not very kind to myself until I finally embraced the fact

I am my constant companion; I want to make that relationship with myself

As pleasant and rewarding as possible.

I smile as I look at my time account and see I am no longer squandering time

On things I simply can not afford. 

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HAPPY NEW YEAR 2025

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HAPPY NEW YEAR

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In this new year I wish you a twinkle in your eye

A spring in your step, money in your pocket

Peace in your valley, rock solid plans

Vast horizons, heart full of confidence, love, and hope

May good luck be your faithful pet

May your hobbies thrive, health improve, mysteries be explained

Fears assuaged, problems solved

Grudges forgotten, concerns be unfounded

Wrong companions left behind

May your meals be nourishing, sleep deep

Relationships harmonious

Time well managed, mobility improve

Pains be soothed, nights be gentle

News be good, unnecessary excitements avoided

And your sense of humor at peaky peak performance

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GOING ... GOING

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GOING ... GOING ...

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If you can't let it go

Then it "might as well be useful as well as decorative"

(As my sainted grandmother used to say)

It can be a paper weight, a door stop

It can mark your place in a book, or perhaps enhance a sunny window sill

If you can't let it go, put it on a leash and take it everywhere with you

Your little buddy

You can move it from room to room

If it becomes too much to handle

You can always take it out into the counrtyside

And set it free

If you can't let it go then you can put it anywhere

Except your heart and mind

Because nothing belongs in your heart

Except peace, love, calm, strength, and the power

To let things go when you are ready.

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END OF YEAR SALE

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END OF YEAR SALE

Hatred (it's grave dirt cheap; the market is flooded right now)

Worry - whatever is left, I better check the inventory

Fears - too many to list

Rage - ask at the front desk since it is a controlled substance

Opinions - we seem to have an endless supply

Complaints - I am keeping a few but the rest are up for grabs

Poor decisions - really shopworn

Financial concerns - these are hard to sell, everyone seems to have plenty

Apocalyptic thinking - our End of the World sale, (hahaha just kidding)

Inattentiveness - in the back, under something, I guess

Indecision - not sure I really want to get rid of this. Maybe though, maybe not

All Sales Final

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FUNLIGHTENMENT

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FUNLIGHTENMENT

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Infinite thanks to all my pals

You smart supportive guys and gals

We all know, it's understood

Facebook can be a force for good

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We share our strength, we share our hope

We share the many ways we cope

The most valuable thing that I see

Is our inner growth philosophy

We are not stuck, fossils detained

In the quicksand of the lame blame game

Instead we choose to look within

Where all improvements must begin

While we have challenges like everyone

We can use philosophy to have some fun

Insight and humor are our means

To transcend the way things might seem

A nudge to the ribs, a smile in our eyes

Joking and kindness we rise to be wise 

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STARTER

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STARTER

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Each day is a new beginning

To tackle with verve and pluck

The open mind is the beginners mind

And is blessed with beginners luck

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Each breath is a new inspiration

As we walk our criss-crossy trails

We get good at cartography and navigation

Getting many more wins than fails

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INNER SANCTUARY

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INNER SANCTUARY

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I lead a sheltered life

I know this because I am the one that shelters it

I shelter myself from vexatious people

Too good to be true scams, vile sentiments

Evils that I can not fix, worrying about disaster scenarios

I somehow instantly create in my mortal mind

I shelter myself from myself

From the old programming of seeing all my flaws and weaknesses

But none of my assets and strengths

If my inattentive mind has drifted into dark thoughts

I grab the wheel and steer that thing right back over to

The sunny side where vision is much more accurate

Where I can decorate my shelter with bright happy things

Fun thoughts, a philosophy of renewal and redemption

Which pretty much covers everything

As a good shelter will always do

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