Grains Of Sand

Today as I was provoked by a journal which had raised a question about our existance, I was brought back in time to when I once asked that same series of questions. "Why are here?"  "What is our purpose?"  "Is life a series of events, or is there a destiny for each of us?"  Those questions (and many similar ones) have always haunted my realm......and I have always tested various waters of thought for guidance and answers.....inbetween their lines, they were all saying the same thing....

discovering....uncovering.....awakening....opening.....all need to be present before any amount of enlightenment can occur........ Then, in one written line, the doors opened for  my mind to cross into......the line was.....in this galaxy, there are billions of stars....imagine billions! Our huge glorious sun, is but one tiny spec in the galaxy! Earth, is less than a spec.....and we, the people on it are nothing more than a spec of spec!  "How can we be so small?" ....... "Its impossible!" I gasped.  You and I know...our lives are a BIG DEAL....many count on us, look to us for love and support. We have hearts that live, love and laugh. But,,,sadly, from way up there...we are just a small part of a very small insignificant spec! Can such a small spec have something so grand as a destiny assigned to it?

    I turned to the sand....tiny specs, from 5 feet up, you can't tell one from another. Like souls that have lived, they stretch out as far as the eye can see..and yet we cannot see one individually!...."So, is that what we are? Are we nothing more than specs that stretch out across time like the  sand that stretches out across the beach?"

     Don't rely on sight!          Step upon the sand.........if one walks on the sand with their heels, they will feel very little. The heels are calloused and lack nerve endings..the sand cannot be sensed.....but walk on your soles, which are thin skinned and full of nerve endings...and suddenly....you will feel each and every grain of sand that is there....as a matter of fact, a tiny one might feel as large as a stone! Once you can feel something, you can begin the process of defining it, understanding its origin and purpose.

    That is how I walk through life...on my soles, sensitive to each chirp of a bird, respectful of the wisdom that lies in each blade of grass, and give thanks with each breath I take.

Its the small  things that count.....but first you must know they are there!

Staring out at that starlight sky (noticing the billions)...I bid each of you a night of Peace!   Marc :)

 

Make You Feel My Love

    Your  sixteen year  old daughter comes rushing in the house, breathless...."he asked me out...he asked me out....Johnny, cutest boy in the school! I can't believe it!...I think I'm in love!

    You have been selected for Jury duty. The accused enters the courtroom...wearing a suit and tie and cleanly shaven, your mouth drops...."this is a murderer?" you ask yourself. He looks so honest!

    Seeing!   We all say, seeing is believing....we are often fooled into believing something is absolutely true, just based on what we can see!....How fortunate we are to have a wonderful subordinating staff of other senses to help us along.... taste, touch, smell, and sound ....all vehicles to the human soul.....I guess its just sight that gets there quicker!

    So.....why construct us with 5 pathways to the soul?  This answer was delivered to me this morning........as I stepped outside to witness another magnificant Sunrise....the warmth of the morning rays dancing across my skin, the fresh taste of the morning dew on my tongue, the song of birds greeting me, and in the morning breeze came a mixture of scents from the ocean, and flowering plants. For a moment, I could feel heaven here on Earth..and thanked our Creator for doing a splendid job of giving to us...this act of love.......I got into my car, and this song came on....letting me know, I was not alone...and not far from the truth, despite not having a vision of seeing it!

When the rain is blowing in your face                                                                  and the whole world is on your case                                                                     I could offer you a warm embrace                                                                        to make you feel my love.

When the evening shadows  and the stars appear                                               and there is no one to dry your tears                                                                   I could hold you for a million years                                                                    to make you feel my love.

I know you haven't made your mind up yet                                                         but I would never do you wrong                                                                           I've known it from the moment that we met                                                        no doubt in my mind where you belong.

I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue                                                                     I'd go crawling down the avenue                                                                           oh there is nothing I wouldn't do                                                                           to make you feel my love.

The storms are raging on the rolling sea                                                            and on the highway of regret                                                                                the winds of change are blowing wild and free                                                     you ain't seen nothing like me yet.

I could make you happy, make your dreams come true                                     nothing that I woudn't do                                                                                      go to the ends of this earth for you                                                                      to make you feel my love.                (Bob Dylan)

................................................Yes, I could feel your love.....your love for every part of creation......and no, I don't need to see you, to believe in you.

Mercy                  Marc :)

                                                             

 

The Tune Of Childrens Toys

While searching through an overstuffed closet, down from somewhere, a small toy bunny came tumbling down. I picked it up and quickly recognized it, as it was one of the first toys I had brought home for my newborn son many (many!) years ago.

   I examined the fluffy character and gave the key in its back a twist. The delicate jingle jangle eminated from the animal once again, bringing alive memories of time so long ago!These tunes are  so deeply woven in my heart.

    I focused on the tune that was playing......this was the tune that would fill my car when we took trips to the market. This was the tune that I would first resort to  play upon hearing his tender cries in his crib. This was the tune that masked all sounds of the house, and allowed all to know....there was a baby in the house. This tune played everywhere, like it was a top 40 hit!

   The tune that plays for an infant is like no other.....so very delicate, and soft....just as the babys skin. The delicate notes grab at small heights and contain a rhythm that seems to carry hidden blessings.....almost as if....angels were playing!

Listen to the tune of a childs toy.......its about as close to sound of heaven you will hear!

MEN! Are We THAT Obvious or Just Abiguous??

Just returned from the gym ( I guess I make my best observations from that place!).   On the way out, I stopped to observe the final minutes of a Tai Chi class.  What an exquisite sight to the eyes! No, it wasn't the 30 women dressed in spandex that was so compelling, but the gracefullness in which they were executing the movements!

   The women were facing  away from me......legs scissored apart, torso slightly arched forward, arms flowing forward and up. Slowly, bringing their legs together and bending on tapered ankles...then slowly raising one leg and extending delicate toes, as if they were about to walk on air!  My attention was drawn to how  natural their movements seemed, every joint seemed so eloquently supple.  Then my attention was drawn to figure in the far off corner......a woman with shoulder length hair, dressed in sweat pants and a sweat shirt. The outfit disguising the lovely shape that the other women had. I noticed her movements were more methodical, her wrist action less supple....instead of a gentle lean forward...she lurched. "Oh dear" I said to myself, "where has this one lived, not have inherited the gracefullness that existed in the other participants."

      The group leader gently instructed the group through their last move, and the class was over. The women filed out of the room. I almost had the urge to applaud! Then that last, not so eloquent one exited the room.......and I was overcome with "revealation"!  It was not a woman, but a long haired Hippie dude who I had observed. I then had the answers as to the obvious awkardness of this participant......the problem was strictly gender related!

     Women! When it comes to imitating a branch being gently blown in the wind...you win!!

In awe........Marc :)

Biggest Impressions

After a long day of handling an assortment of problems and tasks, I found myself wandering the aisles of the supermarket just before it was about to close.     I placed the articles on the conveyor belt..and noticed the cashier ...."Hi!" she said with a big smile..."find everything you want?".....I  politely nodded back at her..... She quickly rang up and bagged the few items...and smiling she said.."have a nice night". I smiled back at her refreshing politeness.

     As I walked back to my car I mused.........a smile, a kind word, a small gesture that breaks the icyness that this world creates.....My! How lifes smallest gestures can make the biggest impressions!  This brief encounter with a store cashier, had placed a new twist on an otherwise difficult day.

So to all of you who have a smile to give.......and a kind word to spare....spead em around....you never know whose day you will make!

    

 Smiling........Marc :)

I Shot The Sheriff

  The Cerebrum!   That is the part of the brain that dominates all functions of  the mind.  In my town, it is known as The Sheriff!

   Now, the Sheriff would have it quite easy if not for the Hypothalmus. The Hypothalmus is the part of the brain that handles "desire". Left unguarded, that Hypothalmus would lead me into a charge of hedonistic fields! So, this part of the brain remains in a cell...closely guarded bt the The Sheriff!

   The Hypothalmus is not without wit and cunning. Once provoked by a scent, a warm smile, or seduced by beauty, this Hypothalmus gland will have the attention of  The Sheriff distracted, allowing him to reach for the skeleton keys hanging nearby and set himself free!

    As I make my way to the border....I am left with no choice but to shoot that Sheriff......only to find a deputy (guilt) in hot pursuit!

You Can Run....But You Can't Hide!

Fearful......Shameful.......untruthful........embarrassed...........Those are just a few things that most of us try to avoid becoming. Its just an awful state to fall into......life gives us all a pure dose of those elements...and as much as we try to run from them...we can't hide from them!.........So "play the reel on my morning of yesterday"

    It is my custom each morning to get all the workers set up....get the gears in motion and then retreat into my office for the plan of attack on the day.

    Behind my desk is a long work table. It holds my computer, hard drive, work bins, part boxes, trays of customer orders, bills, catalogues....etc....yes, I confess...a lot of clutter...not even  room for my coffee cup!   So, beneath that long desk sits a small fan and a blender. Each morning when I make that retreat, I quickly toss in a container of yogurt, milk, a scoop of protein powder and some fruit which I have stored in the freezer. Yesterday morning the blender had just been loaded when one of the owners walked in with a client. "Marc....how about showing our new customer some of your designs?" he asked. "Sure" I  responded with enthusiasm. "Here have a seat, while I clear some of theis mess away..and have a look at these". The new client sat down at the table and leaned over to get a close up view ...."oh this is very"....BBBBBBBBBBZZZZZZZZZZZ

Apparently..his foot hit the POWER button.....the blender went whirring away at 90 miles an hour spewing my breakfeast drink everywhere beneath the table!!!

I almost blurted out "how did that get there?"....but realized that I had to take the hit for this act of poor timing.

Yes, it was easy enough to wipe up the mess...off his slacks and shoes...off the carpet and wall.......but somehow, the impact of yesterdays great blunder will leave a stain greater than that dot of strawberry I could not get off the wall!