I've scribbled the alphabet for meaning since I can remember.
it didn’t happen.
The end of the world;
the beginning of a new one.
What are you going to do now?
I woke up, after flying all day from Coast to Coast and then some, back to Kaua’i, astonished by her. No really; it doesn’t get old, and perhaps it was the snow, or perhaps it was because I wasn’t quite ready to leave my East Coast loves, or maybe it was the fact that my morning started in darkness and I was compelled to drive for thirty minutes and hike down a hill, in the dark, to a beach to watch the moonset and the sun creep that this morning appeared especially bright.
Instead of finding an excuse for complacency, perhaps today is the day we start all the things we wish we could have done if we had gotten a second chance.
What? You say this isn’t your second chance?
How do you know? And what harm is there in living as if you did?
What about living as if the collection of your neurons, your bones and your breath is a confluence of multitudinous perfection at your fingertips? Because it is.
What about using today as if it is the only one you got? Because it is.
What about being grateful that you were give a second chance? Because you did, you got it.
Now, please, please use it.
Everywhere - Hafiz
Though the streets
Throwing rocks through windows.
Using my own head to ring
Pulling out my hair,
Tearing off my clothes,
Tying everything I own
To a stick,
And setting it on
What else can Hafiz do tonight
To celebrate the madness,
Of seeing God
Support the Inspiration.