just passing through

with each passing moment
each fleeting thought that comes
our every sense takes no rest
our dreams like jungle drums
put it all together
it surely must make sense
though we think we're very smart
it seems we're somewhat dense

take a break and stop now
calm your busy day
slow your thoughts rest your heart
repeat these words and say
"I am not so sure that
everything I see
is just the way I see it.
It's just that way for me."

now that you have started
repeat that every day
soon you'll be aware that
being humble sure does pay
with each passing week then
as humility sets in
those with whom you interact
will most likely be win win

Michael
posting as Greenmoss

Cool co-blog coming

Sharon and I are thinking about creating a co-blog. Then we can share this blog thing together. Look for it at a computer near you.
It's late. I must go now.
Greenmoss

Erasmus Lost at Sea

Upon the open sea Erasmus did sail
Onward out into the great unknown
Encountering windless sea or viscious gale
With steady hearts and sails expertly sewn
The captain's well trained eye doth read the wind
As waves upon the bow do yield their way
Erasmus with her hemplocks tightly pinned
Alone survived to sail another day

Erasmus, where have you gone?
Greenmoss

There is no title for this one (except this)

I have made a promise. It must be kept. It is 9:10 pm and I am making my final pass at the blog. If I can contain myself, I will win a prize. I can't tell you what it is. Let's just say it is worthwhile.
I am enjoying the blog. Words beget words. The words carry into my daylife and enrich that as well. I am getting to know some people that I might otherwise not get to know so well. For that I am thankful. I found Clark's blog. That was another gold nugget today.
I was having a crappy day but it turned out well in the end. I went to Tai Chi and came home and blogged. wshew! Now my hands are tired. (especially the right one)
I'm going to sign of...
Good night masters of your own domains.
Greenblog

Webs in the Morning Dew

"There's nothing you can say that can't be said." John Lennon
I just typed for 15 minutes about saying stuff that shouldn't be said and then erased it. It was going nowhere fast.

So, I'll switch gears and say, Konichiwa, anjin-san. I hope your ship makes it to Japan and back. Thanks for your contribution. I look forward to many more. I look forward to your maiden blog when you finally tee it off. Also, thank you for your kind and thoughtful words.

Then of course there is colie.doll. You stir up my heart and inspire me. Thank you for that. Your song is strong and sweet. I look forward to many more shots across the bow of the "Literata". The ship that carries the muse through the clouds and across the seas of all our blogs.

Now, you Ms. Lorie...the petals of your flower carry the scent of ancient oils and incense. There is a timeless quality about you. I am swept up in your grace and gentility when I see you. Can you see through me as it appears you can? I hope so.
Matt, if your are listening in, inhale as much of that as you can my friend. The more you love the more you can love. This I am sure you already know. I just wanted to set my coin upon the stack.

Greenmoss (Michael)

Ouch! My head!

I just came home from teaching the Children cope With Divorce class. WooWee is that a fun topic or what? anyway I got to teach with Kathy Kipp. She and I have quite a bit of fun team teaching. The hope and goal is to teach divorcing parents how to keep the kids out of the middle of the divorce and teach them what divorce looks like from children's perspective. Look what it has done to his child. His head imploded.
Greenmoss

big blow up

I don't mean the Big Bang, which I believe is only half of the story.
This is the big blow up of the 14 year old at home. Which is only half of the story because there was also the big blow up of the dad as well. Sound like fun? Get your own 14 year old. I think it was all resolved (ish) by the end of the evening. Everyone beat themselves up sufficiently and sent themselves to bed with no supper. Fortunately we had already had supper so it didn't really happen like that. However, it was not fun. Tears were shed but nobody bled. So, the moral of the story: Don't do that! But, if you are compelled to do that, be nice.
I know it doesn't make much sense. It's not supposed to make sense. If it did I would be wrong for being too specific. Let's leave it at that.
Now on to friendlier topics. I checked out Lorie's blog tonight. Very lovely. she is obviously more technologically competent than I appear to be. However she has been at this for somewhat longer than I. So, Go Lorie!!
And Colie.doll seems to be getting better. Whew! That was a close one. I may have to come over there and rub some poison ivy on those ER docs. Simpletons! I don't know how they made it through medical school. Probably slept with the professor or Gilligan.
Greenmoss