Anything Not Worth Doing Is Worth Not

Everyone Has Doors In The Living Room Of Their Lives That They Assume Are Locked. Doors That Lead To Artistic Expression. People Say "i Have No Talent -- I Can't Dance Or Sing Or Paint Or Write Poetry Or Play An Instrument." More Often Than Not The Doors Are Not Locked, Just Closed. One May Turn The Handle, Open The Door And Pass Through Into A Larger Life Space.

Peace Is Not Something You Wish For, � It Is Something You Make, Something You Are, Something You Do,�and Something You Give Away.

Love Is The Grand Prize And The Garbage Heap. Love Is A Spiritual Root Canal And The Only Thing That Makes Life Worth Living. Love Is A Little Taste Of Always And A Big Bite Of Nothing. And Love Is Everything In Between These Extremes.

For Thirty Years Now, In Times Of Stress And Strain, When Something Has Me Backed Against The Wall And I'm Ready To Do Something Really Stupid With My Anger, A Sorrowful Face Appears In My Mind And Asks... "problem Or Inconvenience?" I Think Of This As The Wollman Test Of Reality. Life Is Lumpy. And A Lump In The Oatmeal, A Lump In The Throat, And A Lump In The Breast Are Not The Same Lump. One Should Learn The Difference.

To Ponder Is Not To Brood Or Grieve Or Even Meditate. It Is To Wonder At A Deep Level.