{Poem} Here and nowPosted on September 5, 2017 by Emilia Zoya-It is on the days where my illness is crippling that I need to ground myself – not getting lost in the dark swells of my mind and losing sight of the bigger picture. Perspective is powerful. —(Poet’s introduction).-——
braindead Premium Member about 4 years ago
Is Stantis on vacation?
RobinHood about 4 years ago
Astrophysicists Ron Mallett may have an idea that can help.
Ignatz Premium Member about 4 years ago
“The good old days are good and gone now. That’s why they’re good — because they’re gone.” – Loudon Wainwright.
A# 466 about 4 years ago
Ahh, yes — Romanticism: the eternal and futile longing for the glorious past that never existed in the first place.
Brain Pudding about 4 years ago
{Poem} Here and nowPosted on September 5, 2017 by Emilia Zoya-It is on the days where my illness is crippling that I need to ground myself – not getting lost in the dark swells of my mind and losing sight of the bigger picture. Perspective is powerful. —(Poet’s introduction).-——
Let the sun shine in,
Draw a deep breath.
Settle yourself
In the here
And now.
Yesterday’s troubles
Are in the past.
Tomorrow is yet to come
So live in the now.
.
Feel your body
Kick off your quilt.
Rise and shine
It’s a joy to be
Alive.
Set your intentions,
One step at a time.
Harness your mind,
Quiet in meditation.
Let the scent of frankincense,
Connect you;
You are one.
.
Elongate and spread
Your coiled legs.
Stand
Tall.
Hold your head high.
Open yourself
To worldly delights;
Today will be a wonderful day,
Even if all I do
Is breathe –
That is a blessing.
I have my body,
Able –
Though unwell.
This I can accept.
Here’s to the
Here and now.
Darsan54 Premium Member about 4 years ago
We’re always looking back, saying “What if …. ?”
MartinPerry1 about 4 years ago
Believe it or not, people just want tomorrow to be just like today, and for today to be just like yesterday.
RobinHood about 4 years ago
They say that these are not the best of times
But they’re the only times I’ve ever known
And I believe there is a time for meditation
In cathedrals of our own
So we’ll argue and we’ll compromise
And realize that nothing’s ever changed
For all our mutual experience
Our separate conclusions are the same
Now we are forced to recognize our inhumanity
A reason coexists with our insanity
Though we choose between reality and madness
It’s either sadness or euphoria
William Martin Joel
quixotic3 about 4 years ago
The MAGA crowd never do specify when America was actually great.
streetbeater about 4 years ago
My gift to you Carmen. A meditation. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=92i5m3tV5XY
dogday Premium Member about 4 years ago
Yeah. Unfortunately, even if we were in “then and there” and found out its reality, we STILL wouldn’t want to be in the here and now.