June 13, 2013

May 17, 2013


I am reaching the end of my limit of the same dog walking route.  
Why the same route every day?
The answer is a truth for me that can save me and enslave me - routine. Routine gets me doing without my brain interfering with excuses to not do. Routine is also a drill sergeant, forgetting that we have feelings and desires, this is life and we are supposed to enjoy it. The real place of harmony might be the discipline of balancing excuses and drill sergeants, doing and enjoying - finding that place where they turn to each other with love in their eyes, ready to get married. Today, I walked Poppy to a different park with different beautiful views of the city, it is good to get a new perspective.

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