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Becoming A
Have you ever seensomeone become, in this life,a bodhisattva – I mean, who wasn’t one yetwhen they started on their way? If you can becomea thing you’re not already,how is that trick done? Not through potential or work –that gets … Continue reading
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Tagged awareness, bodhisattva, daily forms, enlightenment, growth, haiku, potential, The Parable of the Plants, waka
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Here is the Crossroads
Here is the crossroads where you finally know you’re too old to say you’ll die young. It’s early summer; fall’s on the horizon. Your spring has most definitely sprung. It’s not about giving up on your wild days, but some … Continue reading
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Tagged aging, commitment, crossroads, decisions, growth, maturity, youth
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‘Til I Die
Maybe I’m a dreamer, but I sure don’t want to be one of those two old guys sitting in the balcony: a grizzled, bitter muppet who makes fun of everything and never gets up off his ass, and on the … Continue reading
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Tagged ability, aging, dreams, growth, maturity, music, performance, talent
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If You’re Not Growing
Some of my old friends seem the same year after year: just like they were in high school, at the start of their careers They talk in careful circles around where they ought to be; and most of them still … Continue reading
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Tagged disappointment, growth, maturity, personal history, regret, success
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They grow up fast
They grow up fast; in just a short month’s span the smallest seed becomes a tall, wild stalk grown high enough to look down on a man. But that time does not fly, despite the talk philosophers will write in … Continue reading