For most of us, the answer is the neurotic voice in the back of our heads that tells us that we aren't worth our dreams. Most of us are about our problems and our smallness.
What if we could choose something different right now? What would you pick?
There isn’t a right answer. There is no formula for this.
I keep trying to put something called God into a box, into a list of attainable steps, into a magic pill that I just have to swallow. But really, how does any of this work?
A very sweet friend named Tamara advised me one day that when I get to this place of not knowing what I want my life to be about that I get on my knees and yell, "I don't know."
So I prayed to the god of, "I don't know."
And I realized that at the very least, I want to be happy..
by Heather Mist
A Prayer
Here is my prayer: Let us all be fed, and even more, let us all be nourished. Let us all find and enjoy the work that is ours to do. May we cultivate empowered leaders who teach us how to work together. May we know that we are loved and allow this love to teach us to be both kind and gentle while strong and stable. Let us be of service. Let us know joy. Let us believe in a future worth living for.
Revenue
is there a poem in form 1040 when i am getting back $106.44 for the year 2012? or are there too many numbers involved in this heady arithmetic of internal revenue? did ti remember to subtract the standard deduction for a housemate doing acroyoga with my crush while I crunch dividends and credits? or did i just find myself