Germs are in control
Obediently I sleep
Rest eluding me
Ah, fighting germs again. A slow lingering cough my main symptom, a long with my lack of energy.
Realizing the potential of technology
Found this graphic exploring Twitter this morning
Check out @wef’s Tweet: https://twitter.com/wef/status/927159068413833216?s=09
A very clever Venn diagram displaying the importance of balance in life. Each of the four pieces bring value:
We find our best life, with the most satisfaction, where all these pieces intersect. And that neglecting any of these areas brings consequences.
Ikigai is a new concept to me. One that bears exploring further. I appreciate the way it helps define key life management concepts:
I appreciate the reminder: look beyond my habits, my reflexes, and seek greater understanding. By dedicating energy to areas out of balance, I bring greater satisfaction, balance, and relive stress. That’s something I forget.
A beautiful day
The sun is shining outside
And viri crush me
Martial arts drives me
Pushing me past the limits
My mind imposes
Each cough
Self conscious
Creating disturbance
Where peace
Should reign
And then think
Of the germs
Launched forth
Looking for a
New host.
Tonight’s pain
Prying my skull
Burning knees
Back & elbows
Frightful little
Viri destroy
So damn
Effectively
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I’ve been thoughtful today. Yesterday a friend had a “small” stroke. He’s not much older than me, so there’s that sobering element. I’m thinking about the fragility of life, and similar things. And I’m grateful that “small” seems to be accurate.
Greg is known by many as Papa Greg. Partly for his wisdom, partly because he holds love in the highest regard. It shows and he’s loved on return. Watching his Facebook feed fill with well-wishes truly was delightful.
I try to live my life this way. To have love so central that it exudes from my being.
It’s heartening, in the end. Especially as he’s chatting with us on Facebook again.
Life moves and changes. It is the way of things.
Danger in offended rage
Most toxic of poisons
Seeps into our marrow
Boiling, burning away joy
Leaving nothing by charred
Remains
My body burning
This evening of taekwondo
Strengthening my heart
Facing down sickness
If ever there’s a good time
Now is not that time