Take the chance in life – every single time!
You may end up empty-handed, empty-hearted at times, but the fool is he who sits idly by, watching you live your life.
Take the chance in life – every single time!
You may end up empty-handed, empty-hearted at times, but the fool is he who sits idly by, watching you live your life.
If you let yourself get into the habit of taking the easy way out, you will find yourself always running around the mountain, and never understanding why you cannot reach the top.

Life is eternal Love, Truth, Joy. Life, Love, Truth, Joy, and God are all interchangeable labels for the great creative force of the universe.
You can never be doing the wrong thing. You are always in the perfect place.
-Excerpt taken from a letter a friend wrote to me
All objects tend towards the path of least resistance; or rather, the path that requires the least energy.
This is so. Our brain develops heuristics to save mental energy.
An individual who awakens enlightened is more likely to remain enlightened. An individual who is anxious is at constant exergonic state and will burn out.
An emotion, once created and experienced, will continue to progress at its uniform state of motion unless an external force is exerted upon it.
A thought set into uniform motion will progress at uniform motion – no faster or more thorough – unless an external force is exerted onto it in a way that should cause it to change its direction or velocity accordingly.
A habit is an action that has been set into motion. A habit set into motion may become a pattern, or an addiction. So in we can control our behavior by mindfully cultivating our beautiful thoughts. Once set into motion they will flower.
But two truths can exist at the same time. A flower and a weed can co-exist in the same garden. And if left to their respective measures, one may act as an external force onto the motion of the other. Perhaps our minds are limited in soil.
I suspect it is our gift that we may tend to our floral minds as we please. We may grow as beautiful flowers as we are able to imagine.
I had no expectations of life when I came into this world.
Kicking and screaming at loud light clamoring into my mother’s womb, but how silly! Had I known the beauty with which this world is endowed, I would have giggled and tickled my mother crawling out.
As it were I had no expectations of life, and whoa the beautiful glorious gifts this world has unfolded unto me!
One day she was eating purple grapes and thinking about why purple grapes are purple. She flowered a thought that she texted to him:
“I like Tolle’s concept that flowers represent nature’s first frivolous/decorative creation; but really isn’t a flower a representation of nature’s adaptation[1]? A green plant develops some alternative red pigment – a variation on the original green – and a bee that develops red photo-detectors in its eyes can distinguish the red from the green. The bee is drawn to the red, and so this adaptation helps the red plant – and the red-detecting bee – survive and reproduce more productively than their former monochrome originals.”
He texted back: “same diff.”
“I don’t think so! I think the two have completely different concepts! One says the source of creation created flower just for the silly sake of beauty and pleasure; the underlying moral is that life wants us to delight in life. The other concept says life is the eternal evolution of randomization allowed to progress infinitely, positively reinforced by reproductive success. The underlying moral – then – is that nature is nature and there is no eternal/moral preference or opinion on joy vs. pleasure vs. the relativity of human emotions, except that they may be a reproductive adaptation – just like the green plant developing red pigment.”
His response: “same diff.”
“I think not same diff at all – you just maybe are tired and don’t want to think it through. One says there is meaning in life that may involve our emotional/mental spirit; the other says life is random and driven by reproductive success.”
He did not text back, but her thoughts continued. ‘…One says that I should go outside and play in the leaves and eat an apple, and one says that I should stay inside and study and culture my mind, as it will benefit me reproductively.
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‘But it won’t benefit me reproductively! If I study and become a doctor I am actually less likely to have children – and more likely to have less children – than if I spend my time enjoying myself and delighting in nature and life and sex and creation!
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‘But my reproductive frequency alone will not indicate reproductive success if I cannot secure the further reproductive success of my reproductive offspring. So then I should keep studying so that I can find a job to ensure the health and wealth and reproductive success of my children, myself, my bloodline, my spirit. Even though the studying may result in less reproductive offspring – and less physically cultured (vs. mentally) reproductive offspring – than if I were to enjoy the moment-to-moment and trust that the earth itself can provide for my future.
He still did not text back. Perhaps the problem was that one or the other did not trust the future.
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She had another thought: ‘However, what if the reality of the current situation on this earth is that the human population is overpopulating the earth, and reproductive success must decrease in order to ensure the stability of the species as a whole. In this case, reproductive abstinence is more productive to the life of the overall species than reproductive success (even though complete reproductive abstinence would not at all result in the species’ longevity).
She took a break, for she was tired. Upon reflection, she wondered: ‘but how much am I myself and how much of me is connected to the human species as a whole. I am much more my mother than I am my friend’s cousin’s mother. However, I am much more human – more my friend’s cousin’s mother – than I am a grasshopper or a worm.
Perhaps a grasshopper hopped by just then, or perhaps the mention of the species conjured an image of a green grasshopper cocking its legs at awkward angle and springing soaring through the air. She felt a warmth of life that connected her to the grasshopper and to the worm, and to the bee and the red and green ferns. And she smiled and enjoyed the warm sunshine on her face.
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Much later he texted back: “Same thing. It’s a dynamic process.”
[1] Tolle, Eckhart. “The Flowering of Human Consciousness: Evocation.” A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose. New York: Penguin, 2005. 1-5.

"Life Delights in Life." ~William Blake