1/30/06

Daily Routine

Dear face
I always recognize but never know
stares back once again
I bump my head, but which side am I on?
Are his thoughts my thoughts
only backwards?
I sure wish it was cloudy
I hope she hates me cuz I think she’s ugly
Grow nose hair! Grooooww…

I wish
he knew the answer to my question
Stupid face! Show your true self.
Where’s that damn toothpaste,
and floss?
I hope I don’t have a cavity
Man, look at the veins in my forearms
I love it when you can see the tops of girls g-strings
It’s better than cleavage, which is still good but tired
Fuckin’ Bush, NPR should just marry the fucker…

I know
that face with the blue eyes flecked with yellow
and crows feet that grow more every year
I have my dad’s crows feet and hands
Hey man?
Are you listening?
You sure are easier to talk to now
I need a haircut
Maybe I’ll shave my beard
A zit! I haven’t had one of those in awhile…

Hey face
What are you really thinking?
Are eyes really windows to the soul?
Can I see my own soul in a mirror?
My eyes look a little dull today
Time to change the razor and buy more soap
Was the Buddha able to meditate his way out of shaving?
I don’t feel very transcendent today…
I need a cup of coffee…

1/19/06

Change

“The only thing constant is change” quotes on of my favorite music groups. I’m sure that many a Buddhist holy men have said this as well. Change has been the source of every significant event, every memorable moment of my life. If my life feels too stagnant I crave change. I’ll often take a road trip, shave my head or clean the bathroom. Change has been responsible for the most memorable experiences in my life – whether a crushing set back or a beautiful random encounter.

Awareness of change has allowed me to be flexible and open with life. This awareness has also allowed me to cultivate and respect my free will. Some say free will is an illusion. But I believe that through awareness of change a person has free will. By choosing how to react to change a person exercises free will. Also by making conscious choices a person can influence how some changes will impact them. It doesn’t seem like much but when living in the chaotic world of constant change any little influence we can have around a change can make a huge difference – even if it just influences our peace of mind.

I don’t bounce out of bed every day exclaiming with a smile “what wonderful change will I encounter today?” I wish I could be so ebullient and enlightened. Unfortunately, life is filled with the day-to-day tedium that makes it life. So instead, I wake up every day with the realization that although I have certain things (like Spanish assignments and paying the bills) I need to accomplish or appointments (like going to class or feeding the dog) I have to keep, I need to maintain flexibility for the unexpected. This has allowed me to not be in a hurry and forgiving of myself if I don’t finish something on time. It also allows me to be more open to life and to the random experiences life tends to throw my way whether it’s drinking a beer with a long lost buddy or dealing with a traffic accident. I have found that these random experiences are not only the source for many a story but are also the meat of life and existence.

Don’t get me wrong. Some days I absolutely resent change - I just want to get up and know what to expect. But I guess that’s where routine comes in. I get up every day and make a cup of chai, listen to NPR while I make my breakfast, toss the ball for the dog, pack my bag and head out the door. But knowing that ‘the only constant is change’ helps me be comfortable with, and even look forward to, what’s on the other side of that door.

1/11/06

Song for the Coffee Shop Window

Oh wise, wide window looking into oblivion,
How long until you grant the holy inspiration?

Long enough for the French bread to fly
From bowl to oven to nose to belly
Long enough for nicotine to eat a lung
In self-righteous instant gratification
Long enough for me to find my muse
Then loose it again in a swirl of bad idea ooze
Long enough for a future ex-girlfriend to walk in
And out of my silk daydream skin
Long enough for the hills to turn gold to green
As a frame on time’s movie screen

At least convince me I have talent
At least convince me I have talent

Oh wise, wide window looking into oblivion,
How long until you grant the holy inspiration?

Long enough for a cup of coffee to go pee
From nervous stalling insecurity
Long enough for my pod to switch up the rhythm
In the sound track of my life’s silent mayhem
Long enough for paint to fade into chips
I eat to poison ideas with under rotated flips
Long enough for a nap to take the dog
Twitching after squirrels in synapse fog
Long enough for a cloud to dance with the sun
Rolling light and shadow on the hills for fun

At least convince me I have talent
At least convince me I have talent