Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses
your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its
heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the
daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem
less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart,
even as you have always accepted the seasons that
pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the
winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within
you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy
in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by
the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has
been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has
moistened with His own sacred tears.
Make No Small Plans
Make No Small Plans - Burnham
Friday, July 21, 2017
On Pain
Thursday, July 13, 2017
REST tank
Bought a REST tank ... Restricted Environmental Stimuli Therapy. Think "Altered States" . Also known as SenDep or Sensory Deprivation or Floating Pod.
Can't wait to get it.... But it's gonna take a few weeks to get ready to move it from seller in Indianapolis.
Saturday, July 8, 2017
Wednesday, June 28, 2017
The last word is pronounced both ways*
Smooth and well polished,
Tough and thick calloused.
Nonsense, all of this!
Because when the shell shocks,
And the mind starts to rock
Then the insides can be seen
Through the tears *
(C) 1990 Gary Overman
Saturday, June 24, 2017
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Tuesday, June 13, 2017
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