PREDICTING THE FUTURE
4/23/07
"The best way to predict the future is to create it."

I do yoga every Monday and my teacher ended today's class with this quote. It really made me think.

I can't predict my moods or know what will happen with this mercurial illness of mine, however, I can be better prepared for whatever does happen by taking care of my health and relationships. The decisions I make in the present can shape what happens in the future. For me, the best way to predict my future is to create the conditions in which I want to to live: I can be more aware, more honest with myself, more loving, more accepting. I can take better care of myself and the people I love, right now. Namaste.

A GOOD START
4/20/07
I am utterly in love with this new song. I think it is so beautiful and rocking and the lyrics resonate with me. I heard it on Grey's Anatomy last night, dowloaded it, burned it, and drove through the hills with it cranked way up, the windows down and the hair blowing. There has been so much death, loss, and pain in the world this week. So I feel lucky to be alive and fortunate to be keeping life in perspective. That's a good start.

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A Good Start by Maria Taylor
You're one with the burdon of intuition.
You're one with the freedom of a blank stare.
You're one with the best friend you lost,
You wish was still there.

You're one with the dust on that old piano.
You're one with the strings on your new guitar.
You're one with the wind through the open window,
You are.

It was a faint line that brought you here,
And a pulse that kept you in time.
It was the comfort of a tradition,
Like the few that were not that kind.

It's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself, And everything you're running from.
And it's the same world, honey, that has brought You down,
As the one that's gonna pick you up.
And pick you up.

You're one with the echos of conversation.
You're one with the strangers you overheard.
You're one with the lesson that was the best one you learned.

It was a faint line that brought you here,
And a pulse that kept you in time.
It was the comfort of a tradition,
Like the few that were not that kind.

It's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself, And everything you're running from.
And it's the same world, honey, that has brought You down,
As the one that's gonna pick you up.
And pick you up.

It was a long, dark, sleepy morning walk.
You fell down, case and point.
It was a good start.
It was a good start.

It was a long, dark, sleepy morning walk.
You fell down, case and point.
It was a good start.
It was a good start.

It's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself, And everything you're running from.
And it's the same world, honey, that has brought You down,
As the one that's gonna pick you up.

And it's a shame now, baby, you can't separate
Yourself from where you stood.
And it's the same world, honey, that made you feel so bad,
That makes you feel so good.
Feel so good.