Sign Language for Dogs

that arrow in the night i have learned to accept it when it strikes i remove it, examine it and pray about how to stop the bleeding it often concerns something i have or haven’t done to keep my inner light shining that light is governed by how i act…

you’ll never know what makes me tick throw my hands up and pitch a fit but there is inside me a tiny flame and in spite of my efforts and the pressures of this world it remains flickering inside my soul i can only tell you it has kept me…

i look out the window and i see a tall tree sometimes i wish that tree was me laugh at the storms that push and try to twist my limbs and be a safe harbor for animals and their kin strong enough to weather the wind and bathe in the…

i spent a great sum of money for a mirror at my home it went from floor to ceiling and was framed in solid gold and i would look into every morning and never felt like i seeing what was there so i actually started everyday not feeling very secure…

i think so many thoughts and they cannot all be good so i try to write them down and examine their influence and their cause when i take the time to do so it becomes clear to me it is imperative that i examine my words before they strangle me…

to prefer one broken heart over two the ultimate beauty of aging …………..one can enjoy the wonder and excitement of thoughts, without the consequences of action grateful that i’m not as stupid as i sometimes sound

doing the right thing is a prerequisite for things going well but it doesn’t mean they will i laugh when i think of times i did the ”right ” thing and things were still a disaster the joy of doing the right thing is being true to oneself……………………that’s it if…

seems a strange proposal, but is it worth examining in order to feel better about the effects of time some resort to transforming alterations only problem is rarely do they look better just different like a canvas stretched over a frame to the breaking point inflated lips that look like…

”DENNIS THE MENACE” WOKE UP TODAY and in his mind i could hear him say, ”that mode of travel might give things a jolt, but i probably should consider that it will leave a lot of smoke” and if i remember lessons of the past, although it’s fun, fast doesn’t…

when i express my distress i marvel because you never interrupt me i never feel that my feelings are considered frivolous or juvenile and your explanations entice me to consider a different perspective what you give me are angles and not straight lines often find myself flying as a crow…

the paper doesn’t fight doesn’t judge whether i’m wrong or right won’t turn me away when the words carry little weight invites me to try again and prods me along to color its’ canvas with life i can be glad or i can be sad be dramatic or docile as…

sitting on the beach i watch the waves sometimes pushing sand and sometimes taking it away reminds me of the seasons that happen in my life sometimes the calf is fattened and sometimes it on the stake things are constantly being added and some are taken away sometimes i get…

Lord light a candle that i may see the way looks dark and lonely to me i suspect that i may stumble and fall with no one to hear my call and i should parish because the way i could not see the voice rained down like a cloud that…

the truth is just below the surface scratch a little and you will stir it up swells up like a fountain when you have the courage to sweep it off you look at it puzzled, because it has never changed just your vain attempts to hide it, in the pouring…

oh what fun it was to rattle off a tale embellished with all sorts of things that never did exist entertained for hours on end as we laughed at each others spoken dreams but as we got older some of us never stopped spinning yarns that no one else believed…

there are immutable things that i must face part of life, they do not go away to earn a wage and pay my bills is a challenge everyday but i severed my ties to things that complicate a life that have little substance and confuse as to the whims of…

compassion : that i may look beyond what my eyes may see and offer the hand of hope, leaving my opinions and judgement aside obligations: i have made commitments that need to be maintained, keeping an eye out for issues and support that is required to keep those commitments funded…

you say today i was your ”yoda” if it was good info it didn’t come from me don’t put me on a pedestal i’ll put up a tent and start selling tickets i am laughing, i’m not Eckhart

glad to find when i opened my eyes this world hadn’t done me in, yesterday had me dazed but i trudged on until the end, though it left me weak and troubled, i knew that this would pass, through time i always see, it was just part of a test…

little spot on the chart, you barely got a start when your world came to an end you may never know that you had an impact on this world and you never took a breath on your own i saw your mothers face and there was the trace of a…

just a day, not a life , filled with anger, filled with strife but everything will be alright, because it was just a day not a life this world will shake you up and knock you down make you feel foolish and confound make you think you are a clown…

assume is the villain of reality i would hope by now i would refrain from attempting to forecast the future rarely works and is often an instrument of needless anticipation of things that never meet up to those projections be patient and wait is like asking myself not to eat…

the dripping water on the rock aroused me from my sleep i heard the constant tapping and it went from aggravation to relief i know it’s been dripping for a long time and i didn’t want to hear what it was telling me but it seeped into my conscious and…

”it was free” i hear you say, smiling i walk away go and get in my car as i ride down the street i look at the empty houses and girls standing in the doorways looking for the next ”john” to diminish their light a little more to get enough…

okay, okay i hear you say” is that the best you can do” well maybe not but it was ”good enough” to get the mule through maybe this time that will work , but one day you will see when you do ”just enough” you miss the fruit and growth…

I’m watching you, you dumb-ass, sorry to use those terms but it often pisses me off how my teachings you turn to fit your own agenda, to justify your rage You think you are doing My Work but you are the one setting the stage let’s try this again and…

the telephone rings and a voice haltingly speaks: ” someone you love is approaching death’s door, no time for details, come as fast as you can, i know they would want you to be here before they leave this plane” so you rush to the hospital and it’s a dear…

most of the time it’s not audible i say it in my mind and i become aware of Your presence though You have never left my side often it seems i am so far away and i know i have created that distance in my mind just a prayer, a…

i cannot say if everyone experiences a cleansing of the soul i suppose one must seek a spiritual life and realize when their soul is soiled i can only stand so much hypocrisy until i can no longer entertain thoughts that leave love wanting and sends kindness down the drain…

i have been writing my thoughts down for over 50 years, it went fast what i have managed to learn definitively is this: the grass is green, the sky is blue, what you see depends on what’s inside of you if you are not looking with your heart you are…