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What would make your day perfect?
Posted on Sep 3rd, 2009
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soulmandala
soulmandala
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for September 03, 2009:
hmmm... isn't every day perfect?
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soulmandala
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Nope. :) hehe
Ah ha! Yes.
Isn't it.
=}
I was being coy. Perfection and imperfection are opposite ends of the same thought. One does not exist without the other and we are served well by acknowledging both.
ah… dualism at it's best!
perhaps, but there is perfection in the imperfection. all things are as they need to be for the highest good. we grow and learn from the imperfections, which makes them perfect.
ah… paradox at it's best!
I'm not sure that all things happen for the highest good. Perhaps they do. Perhaps they don't. It certainly feels better to think that they do.
“all things are as they need to be for the highest good. we grow and learn from the imperfections”
Macro as in micro.
There is a great burden lifted when we feel the need to control.
If Life is for us, who or what can be against us.
so, i shall celebrate the imperfect perfection of my life with joy ~ yeppers, it definitely does feel better!
and oh em gee! i sure hope i don't hafta control it all! whew, that's one big, big job!
teeheehee…
Correction; There is a great burden lifted when we no longer feel the need to control.
boy, what a difference a single word makes, eh?! thanks, hon!
No doubt …working to control and manipulate the uncontrollable is a heavy burden. Better to love and allow …as the song says, “Don't worry. Be happy.”
“If Life is for us, who or what can be against us.”
Yeppers Gabe. Because I am life.
how about this ~ there is no control, only being.
in the attempt to control, we're giving into fear.
so, let's enjoy the roller coaster instead!
wheeeeeeeeeeee!!!
Yep put the arms up, let the wind go through your hair, and duck when the person in front vomits.
Ah life, may the wheels never come off and the track never be straight.
=}
saweet! i love it!
(well, perhaps i could have done without the vomit reference. it's not that it's inappropriate or gross [well, maybe a tad…], but that it reminds me of my high school summer job at Opryland USA in Nashville. i was a ride hostess working on a ride called the Disc Jockey in the Rock N Roll section of the park. the ride consisted of these barrels with a wheel in the middle which turned around and around. there were three barrels on a disc which also turned around and around. there were three discs on the large disc that also turned around and around and tilted to about a 30 degree angle. now, add to all of this around and around and tilting motion the fact that the ride was a convenient 50 feet or so from the hot dog stand and this was Nashville [obscene humidity and heat in the summer…] and, well, you get the picture. i learned about this wonderful stuff called ZepDA which just sucked everything up after a minute or two so it could be swept up. i only had to work on that ride for about two and a half months. i must have been good at sweeping up regurgitated hot dogs cause i was 'promoted' to be a Train Hostess! [can you say, 'good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome aboard the Opryland Railroad! please keep all arms, legs, and small children inside the ride at all times…'] so, perhaps you can understand my sensitivity to the subject…)
teeheehee…