Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

Soul: Our next word for

exploration is lack.

 

So accustomed are human

beings to feeling that

they are not enough, and

what they have is not enough

either, that they are constantly

looking outside of themselves

for something they believe

will fill the hole of lack and

emptiness they feel inside.

 

There are two types of

emptiness for us to explore.

 

There is the emptiness that

Is the result of feeling that

there is something inherently

missing inside, and there is

the emptiness that is an

expression of your true

nature.

​

One is formed from an

inability to face and embrace

what one is experiencing.

The feelings are quite real,

but they are being suppressed

and therefore avoided. So one

is driven to search for something

to fill that emptiness, that

sense of lack which they are

experiencing from within.

​

They do not have it. So that

means that someone else does.

This is how you give your

power away.

​

While the other is the result 

of getting a little too close

to the truth and feeling the

heat and pressure created by

the sacred fire within. This is

entirely too much for the ego.

It is far too frightening and

uncomfortable to be with.

​

This is the proverbial cat on a

hot tin roof type of feeling

and scenario.

​

So what does one do?

​

They frantically go in search

of things to fill the empty space

created by a loss of identity

and the overwhelming sense

of groundlessness they are

experiencing..

​

The ego cannot stand

either and perceives both

as threats to its survival

as the prevailing chosen

identity for your human

experience.

 

No ego can stand a vacuum

for long. Not seeing surrender

as a viable option, it immediately

turns to people, places and

things to fill the void.

 

For who you are and what

you are is a vast emptiness

which contains the potentiality

of every possibility in its

energetic seed form.

 

Add to this the fact that

you live your lives from

the outside in rather than

the inside out.

 

You have no faith in your-

selves. You place more

value on what others say

or feel than you do on

your own beating heart.

 

And because you always

believe that you are not

good enough, you want

something you feel you

are lacking to fill that hole.

 

”Then I will be complete,”

the ego reassures itself as it

pushes outward in search of

the right person, place or

thing it hopes will fill the bill.

 

You always want and crave

more, better and different

than what you have and are.

 

But God, being indivisible,

100% of all that God is

is contained within you.

 

This we have shared before.

 

So how could you ever

be lack anything?

 

What you have and what

you are is always perfect

for you.

 

I suggest you allow that

to be your reflection 

as you go about your day.

 

me: I think that is an

excellent idea. I would

love the opportunity to

bring the faculty of

awareness to these two

forms of emptiness

and turn inward, soften 

and open to my experience

rather than reach to

the world for a quick fix

or some Quasi half

baked solution which never

works.

 

The grass is not greener

on the other side of the

fence and comparison

is an activity the ego

values highly and wastes

a whole lot of time

perseverating on.

 

We chase things which are

a colossal waste of time

because we believe that

someone either has some-

thing we don't, or we must

acquire it before the next

person does.

 

All this is just another

example of how the world

has brainwashed all of

us into believing the lie

that we are incomplete,

broken and always lacking

something.

 

More, better or different

is never more, better or

different.

 

That’s the saddest part of

all.

 

Because once you attain

whatever you thought you

lacked, you inevitably find

that it never works.

 

And so you think, “I must

have chosen the wrong thing.”

 

Then off to the races you go

looking for the next thing

you hope will fill the barren

wasteland you feel inside.

 

All because we chose the

blue pill instead of the red

one.

 

Well…it’s time to wake the

hell up and give the lie

back.

 

We are perfect beings of

a loving Creator and we

lack nothing.

 

Soul: One of these fine days

you will all allow yourselves

to see yourselves as I see you

and the gig will be up, once

and for all.

 

Until then….I will share

through you and other beings

such as yourself until

every last blade of grass

recognizes and embraces

its freedom.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​​​

May peace prevail in

the heart of every living

thing.

 

This is my most fervent

wish.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: Our first word to explore

is imperfection…

 

I find it appalling how much

the world has brainwashed

us all into believing that

we are flawed, our lives are

not what we think they should

be, and that is because

we need to be other than

how we are.

​

We are the problem.

​

We are always a problem...

 

That if we were more, our lives

would be more too.

 

We need to change….to be

better and do better, to be

and to have the g.o.a.t.,

because what we have and

are is not good enough.

​

It's indicative of a poisonous

belief system that is ruinous

to the awareness of peace.

 

We get that message every-

where from our very first

breath.

 

It begins with parents,

siblings and relatives,

the very caregivers who are

closest to us.

 

And then we move onto

our educational institutions,

friends, the advertising world,

social media and its influencers,

religion, Hollywood and

the movie/television industry,

the music industry, cultural

diffusion and last but certainly

not least, the head full of b.s.

we tell ourselves.

 

We are hardwired to believe

that no matter what we do,

we suck because we need to

be other than who and how

we are.

 

We are our bodies.

 

Let’s begin there.

 

They are too fat or too thin,

too short or too tall, too

wrinkly or saggy, not physically

fit, our ass is too small or

too large, our eyes the wrong

shape or color, our

lashes too short, our skin

the wrong color, too much

make up or not enough,

the hair is the wrong color,

we don’t dress for success,

we drive the wrong car, we

live in the wrong house, the

wrong neighborhood or

city, the wrong country, the

wrong job, the wrong side of

the aisle, the wrong religion,

our pockets are empty, and

no matter what we do, we will

never live up to anyone’s

expectations, let alone, our

own.

 

And bubble bubble toil

and trouble, my, how we

labor in the service of

chasing what they tell us

will make us happy and

successful if only we work

hard enough.

 

And here in the good old

US of A they refer to this

as the American dream.

 

It’s everywhere, but here

we make a monument of

it and demand all the world

to follow our lead or we

will come at you with a

wrecking ball and you

cannot be our friend.

 

Is it any wonder that we

suffer from depression,

live in a world that is overrun

with hatred and aggression,

that we suffer from sleep

disorders, anxiety, a plethora

of secrets to big for anyone

to carry and are plagued by

unchecked paranoia?

 

Soul: We have been sharing

quite a bit the past week

about the illusion of

imperfection.

 

All that any of you have ever

really wanted was to be

received unconditionally in

an embrace which swallowed

you whole and told there

was nothing wrong with you,

that you were made to be exactly

as you are, that you are flawlessly

perfect for the the job of

being you, that there is no

one who could do you like

you do you, that you are a one

of one, created by an Infinite

Intelligence which hung every star

in the heavens and anchored

every planet in its own perfect

and precise orbit, who lovingly

created every galaxy and

every nebula from first to last

and back again.

 

This is the aching yearning

of every heart and I am here

to tell you every bit of it

is true.

 

I am speaking to you, beloved,

so put your listening ears on.

 

You have had enough fun

​

And you will be the first to

admit that you have grown

weary of playing in this field

of dreams, long enough to

know that it really isn’t

all that fun and it never was.

 

Put down your armor you

carry and your weapons of war,

for they have profited you

nothing, nada, zip.

 

I am waiting for you.

 

So tender is this heart for

all of you exactly as you are

that no words could ever

do it justice.

 

Be you received by this

heart which adores you

and you will know…

 

You will know something

this world cannot touch…

 

Come Home, that you might

discover the One who has

never left you, nor have you

ever left Me.

 

You need do nothing.

 

I accept all of you as you

are and see it as both

beautiful and precious.

 

You are oh-so-dear to Me.

 

I adore you with an ever-

lasting love which will

never ask anything of you.

 

Ever.

 

You are my creation, com-

posed of my breath, made

as you are by my design.

 

You have never disappointed

or failed me in any way, and

those who believe you have

failed themselves in their own

eyes.

​

It is a case of do as I say,

not as I do.

 

The time of dreaming is

winding down to its final

completion. You came here

to be a part of the first wave

who would leave the insanity

and chaos behind.

 

Be brave and of good cheer.

 

For you are mine and I am

yours. And in our Embrace

there are no lines of distinction

between Who or What We Are.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

White flag waving.

 

I surrender unto Thee,

dear Soul.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: Dearest soul...why is

it not okay to be okay

in our world?

​

People look at you like

you have three eyes.

​

But you know what?

​

My demonstration, my

conscious demonstration,

is that of a deep and

mindful awareness of

each breath, a genuine

smile, a peaceful and

loving presence, and that

of genuine happiness. 

​

There is an unmistakable

palpable tenderness which

is felt for all things manifest.

 

I acknowledge that I am

okay, and that it is okay

for me to be okay, in

a world that somehow

believes that this is

a horrible thing for me

to say and must be

an out and out lie.

 

Each time I repeat these

precious words to myself,

the truth that I am

comes rushing in, as if on

a tidal wave to remind me,

awareness itself, the selfsame

instant that I settle into

this sweet and simple heartfelt

acknowledgement of the

truth that is always true.

 

And I'll admit, I am completely

stumped by the reactions

I receive. Flipped off in

traffic, yelled at in the grocery

store, shoved out of some-

one's way or ceremoniously

ignored.

 

But thank God that's

a hook I no longer feel

the inclination to bite or

compensate for.

​

I cannot hide who I am

and I most certainly will not

lie about it ever again

as I did for so long in

an effort to not shine

too brightly in a world

which has grown dark

and complacent as they

lay sleeping. 

​

They are frightened by

the appearance of a light

that shines away the per-

ception of darkness in

which they hide from

themselves and which

just might wake them up,

reminding them of what

they are.

 

I can close my eyes here

and breathe deeply as

I feel all my love and light 

as it comes rushing into

my awareness.

​

Here there is only peace

and a simplicity and love

that welcomes me with

neither qualifications

nor conditions.

 

Why do we feel such an

incessant urge to make

everything hard and 

complicate it so?

 

Struggle and survival.

 

If it isn't hard won, it

must be valueless and

then it is of no use to me.

​

That's the mentality of

the world.

 

We are far more attached

to our ego's than we are

to our soul.

 

We reject the simple,

the straightforward, the

uncomplicated and

effortless.

​

God forbid that it asks

nothing of us in return

and reminds us that our

contribution is not only

unnecessary, it is not

helpful and contributes

nothing.

 

As I sit here musing

about such things, it

occurs to me that the

problem lies in certain

key words we have

taken so deeply to

heart that we now

believe that they are

the secret truth about

us.

 

And that belief has

cost our humanity

plenty.

 

I know it has not

and can not affect you,

dear soul, but the human

experience has most

definitely become

overshadowed and

engulfed by them.

​

The world is drowning

in rage, fear, radical

skepticism, lies, and

a hedonistic

preoccupation with

itself.

 

The net/net is that it

has reconfigured our

DNA, restructured 

our atoms and molecules,

it has reordered and 

remapped our entire

brain and nervous

system, made of our

subconscious a map

that looks more like

the human intestinal

system than it does

grey matter, as well as

everything we think or

feel.

​

How can anyone trust

themselves, let alone

trust anyone else when

this is their life day

after grueling day?

 

Here are just a few of

the words and phrases

that came to me day:

 

imperfection

lack

need

unresolvable trauma

broken

not good enough

mistakes/sins

should

FOMO

dangerous or unsafe

change

weak

unforgivable

loss

 

I have some questions for

those who will read this

and one for you, dear soul.

 

For anyone who comes

to this website and reads

this:

 

What would your day

look like and feel like

if you noticed how

often these words came

into play, and by thus,

colored how you think,

what you feel and

the meaning you give

to your experiences?

 

In other words, what would

your experience of being

you feel like if you knew

that none of them were true

and their sole purpose was

to keep you distracted and

chasing your tail, hating

yourself because you were

never good enough?

​

And what if what was really

true was always peaceful.

loving, kind and gentle,

infinitely accepting and

would never leave you?

​

And what if I were to tell

you that it was all yours

and is always there when you

let go of the white-knuckle-

grip you have on those

words I have listed because

you believe they are the truth

about you and without them,

you are nothing and have

nothing? 

​

But what if they are all a horrible

lie that the propaganda machine

uses in order to keep you hooked

and chasing whatever carrot(s)

you believe will fix it all for you,

keep you safe, and bring you

all that you desire? 

 

And for you, precious soul,

how about we take the

next couple of weeks

to look at each of these

words and phrases so

that we may see clearly

just how deep the rabbit

hole goes and how we have

allowed them to poison

our human experience

of life in its entirety?

 

Soul: I think that's a lovely

idea.

 

When seen clearly, life is

not only effortless, it is

magical and miraculous,

a continuous source of

effulgent and exuberant

joy.

 

Let the dance begin...

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

What's to fear, to fret

over, to perseverate on,

to scurry insanely about

in an effort to control

when you know, in

the deepest part of you,

that it doesn't get

any sweeter than this?

 

Let me see the perfection

in all things this day

and trust.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I didn't let you get a word

in edgewise yesterday.

 

Sorry about that...

 

Soul: I have three things to

say about yesterday as well as

every other day for that matter.

 

First of all, are you not always

on my journey, is this not

part of your destiny?

 

Didn't it happen precisely

the way that it was supposed

to?

 

Secondly, sometimes it is a

beautiful thing to watch one

stand in their full power

with their headlights on bright

and speak what is true for

them with passion.

 

And last but not least, I am

the real you. I am always

with you. Therefore, how

could anything ever be

considered a mistake,

thoughtless, or any such

thing? 

 

me: So what's on the docket

for us to talk about today?

 

Soul: Well… You know and I

know that you have something

on your heart today so why

not share it?

​

It would be a lovely dialogue

for today.

 

me: Thank you for that.

 

I suppose it’s been 3 or 4

months now since my friend,

Christy, told me about

a TV show she really loved

and that she thought

that I would love it too.

 

It’s called, The Reluctant

Traveler on Apple TV and

stars Eugene Levy.

​

It is such an endearingly

funny show. Although 

Eugene did travel a little

throughout his younger

years, now, as an aging

senior citizen, he sets off

on these journeys which

take him all around the

world; exploring other

continents, countries and

the people who live there.

 

We both love to travel, to

meet new people and new

cultures, and to get to

experience a different

slice of life in a place

which is foreign to him...

on their turf and from

the perspective of

their experience.

 

And Eugene Levy is such

a curmudgeon about every-

thing.

​

But eventually...he always

comes around and falls

in love with his experience.

 

And since I an unable to

travel anymore, it is great

to see other parts of this

beautiful planet from

the comfort of my easy

chair.

 

And it occurred to me that

this would be a great title

for a book, The Reluctant

Lighthouse.

 

You see, for so many,

liberation is this fireworks

sort of experience.

 

And just hearing about that

sends seekers into a tizzy

looking to repeat that sort

of an experience.

​

They want to control what

is not in their purview to

control.

​

It was the huge experiences

that came before which

gently led me to the quiet

and calm realization of the

the Ultimate Truth.

 

For me, it has just been

this continuous and sublte

seeing that noticed one day,

“I have always been this.

There has never been

a single day that I have not

been this.”

​

I could look back upon

the whole of my life,

every single experience

I have ever had, and

clearly see as well as feel

my self there, I had always

been present all along.

​

It was utterly amazing!

 

But the epiphany was that

I had not ever given myself

permission to be my self

in my entirety, even though

I knew that this was who

and what I am, in every

instant of life.

 

You must not shine too

brightly you know.

​

After all, that would

make everyone entirely

too uncomfortable in your

presence and they are

already struggling to be

around you now.

​

You would stick out like

a sore thumb,even more

than you already do

and then how could you

ever hope to fit in?

 

When that whole thing

of trying to fit in finally

died on the vine, and

I stopped giving a shit

what other people think

of me or say, I experienced

the utter majesty, the mystery

and spaciousness of

myself, no holds barred.

 

And this got me to thinking

about my friend who keeps

telling me, “I have never

experienced my soul. I have

never experienced God. I

have not experienced love

as you have encountered it.

I keep asking for it, praying

for it and I get nothing.”

 

He has occupied my thoughts

and heart so profoundly

all week long.

 

And you know what dawned

on me?

 

I am so done with the illusion

of imperfection.

​

That is where the whole of

humanity is stuck like Chuck.

 

It’s not about fake it til you

make it. It’s about putting

your foot down and refusing

to bite the hook of imperfection

that the world is drowning in.

 

My God, you cannot purchase

anything anymore, either

online or in person, without

them sending you an email

questionnaire asking you

to evaluate your experience

of their performance from

beginning to end!

​

Get this world...loud and

clear:

 

There is no better version of

you in some future who will

ever be more worthy than

you are right now.

 

And my friend?

 

He is waiting to see the evidence

of God before he is willing to

actually love God and trust

that Divine Intelligence which

created all this just for him!

​

Meanwhile, the evidence

is in his face, his direct

experience every single day!

 

That is so silly to me that I find

it dumbfounding and perplexing.

 

You have to love and trust God

now and open your heart to

however God is showing up

to you in this very moment!

​

You have to open those

eyes and behold the light

you are standing in!

​

It is utterly blinding.

​

How can anyone claim to

not see or feel it?

 

That’s all.

 

I know it's a mouthful.

 

This whole waking up thing

is so ridiculous to me, that I

cannot stop myself from

laughing like a hyena about

it most of the time.

 

Why wait when you can be

happy this moment?

 

Why wait when you can be

peaceful now?

 

Why wait when you can be

enjoying every single instant

of the life that is yours

to live right now?

 

Why wait when you can feel

the ecstacy of being

madly in love with yourself

and life this moment?

 

Why wait when you can

know God now?

​

God doesn't need to reveal

Itself to you honey, you

have to open that heart

of yours to what is already

here.

​

God doesn't think you are

not worthy or ready to

receive, you do!

 

Soul: Why wait for freedom

when you have never not

been free?

 

Mountains out of mole hills

and problems where there

are none.

 

That is the human journey

in a nutshell.

 

Striving…

 

Efforting…

 

Working hard….

​

...only to fail in the end.

​

But maybe..maybe...

in some far off future...

 

All because more is never

enough because you are

never enough for you.

 

But you have always been

enough for God, beloved.

 

So how could what the world

thinks possibly matter?

 

You just keep being the

lighthouse that shines

in a world where people

have forgotten to open

their eyes and notice that

they, too, have always

been this and are right

now.

​

We are an unbeatable

team and we've got this!

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

I got my glow on today

so you better wear

shades.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be completed in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***

Thought for the Day​​​

​

The uncommon dialogue

continues...

 

me: I was having a powerful

conversation today with

someone who was wanting

to know the right way to

look at an upset she felt

toward her son.

 

Why is it that everything

in our world pushes us

to be good rather than to

just be honest?

 

I’ve had it with the world

pushing us to attain some

impossible moral standard

which is not only out of

reach, so much so that

even baby Jesus in a loin

cloth couldn’t live up to it,

but it’s a total waste of time.

 

I have discovered that

the only way to find some

relief from this madness

is to accept and embrace

myself exactly as I am.

 

The same goes for

the world.

 

I am no longer willing to

go to war with myself or

anyone else for that matter.

 

I spent a life time trying

to fit in, to please, to belong,

and you know what I

discovered?

 

I have never fit in anywhere,

regardless how hard I tried.

 

As someone I both love

and admire said this morning,

thank God you never fit in

anywhere. If you had fit in,

you would have been useless.

 

Because I don’t fit in

and I never have, no matter

what I said or did, I have

sworn off that exercise

in futility completely.

 

It’s a one way ticket on

the bullet train straight

to hell.

​

And it is a way to remain

a victim all of your life,

which says nothing about

the fact that it never works.

​

How do you gain acceptance

and approval from someone

who has neither loved or

accepted themselves?

​

Ever?

​

Huh?

​

Here is what I have to say

about all this:

 

May everything be com-

pleated in me.

 

I put my weapons down.

 

The war is over.

​

May I never lead with 

my dukes up ever again.

 

May I give every experience

the time and the space that

it needs in order to complete

itself.

 

May this be the service

I offer my world.

 

Who cares if I am invisible

and fly beneath radar

detection?

​

Isn't a quiet, peaceful, loving

and simple life its own

reward?

 

What does it really matter

if no one sees me or gets

me?

​

I have myself and that is

all that matters.

 

The world has no need

of another blowhard.

 

Nor does it need one

who has honed the skill

of schmoozing and

kissing asses.

 

But one who will accept

nothing short of every-

thing exactly as it is?

 

One who will inwardly

bow before everything,

allowing it to be

completed within them

for the sake of the world,

let me be that one.

 

Let that be my service

to both myself and

this world.

​​​​​

***

​

Prayer for the Day

​

Consummata est.

 

May it be finished

within me during

the time I am here.

 

Amen

​

***