The Dodo

On a cloud that keeps my weight afloat I am reminded that any situation that doesn’t exist except in my conscious mind is just a bad movie with a terrible actor: me.  I can’t act any other way but to know that what makes me so “singular in nature” is my vulnerability to the spoken word and the thoughts that lie in someone else’s head have no business in mine.  

My articulate speech gives wings to someone else’s dodo. Those wings flap but its earthbound my detractors stay. Michael Buble sings: Whatever Comes Our Way…” but I need to be cognizant a train without it’s whistle blowing isn’t coming into my station- if ever.  

It's Just a Number

What can I say that hasn’t been already said? Today in Tripp’s class after he played some of my favorite tunes and gave me not one but two shout outs I was flattered by all the attention he showered on me and with the ensuing echo of hoorahs made me feel so a part of all of you. 

What scares me so much is the fact that the year went by in a blink literally. I feel more mortal than ever before but I am so grateful to all of you for making my time here at Equinox the best two years in many a decade. 

My MacBook had crashed that’s why I was absent from my keyboard for the last two days and not writing for myself and all of you made me feel a sense of lack. I will be gone for another week but know that you my spin mates are in my heart no matter where I go. 

Bar and Beam

I could hardly believe what I saw when I got on the scale this morning? My cardiologist would be proud as I am within 12 pounds of my Weight Watchers ideal weight. And I asked my friend Arthur if the spring and bar scale was accurate? He said it was off by two pounds making you seem two pounds heavier. I thought that these antiquated beam scales were perfectly calibrated but even they need adjusting every few weeks or so. I have been hesitant to get on the damn thing even though I have been down two pants sizes over the past few months. Today however I put on my big boy pants and got on it and I was glad I did.  

It feels good to feel good and wearing a medium again blows my mind.  I know it’s shallow to talk about weight but in my family we have all struggled with it at times and for me to be able to see the results with how I work out it was indeed satisfying. No prose just a smile. 

I Was Born Under a Wandering Star

I cannot begin to explain the things I do because my unconscious rules my heart mind and body. It’s not always a conventional approach to life nor was it the best route I often took. I do know that I have touched many lives some for good and some for bad.  I also know that I never had the intention of hurting anyone even though some might think that is so. 

I was born under a wandering star and I just want to shine again and at nearly 61 I have a new chance and I am going to take it. It may not be the right choice and one I might regret but I feel like more like the man that my higher power created than ever before. It’s not about broken relationships or even the ones that I have kept it’s about being authentic to my heart and soul and those that choose to really love me the way I need to be loved might just track that wandering star I was born under.  

Sweet Air

I had some sweet air yesterday under the dentist’s care and what came out of my mouth really didn’t amaze me much because even though my mouth was running wild my brain was still functioning as a sober man. 

At What Price is Happiness

It’s just as easy to look at what is wrong with our lives, as it is to see what’s right. Right and wrong are not always the same to everyone in our universe but if we take the time to consider other people’s feelings along with our own we are more apt to decide life’s best course. We are entitled to satisfaction but not at the expenses of another unless it comes down to the choice of what makes us happy. Happiness supersedes having to be right and if that is our only choice then  it might be our best choice.  Some might not agree with the foregoing and if you’re a people pleaser like me choosing our own happiness ends up in second place.  

Angels Working Overtime

I can’t for the life of me imagine how I got to this place. A place I’ve never been before yet it feels so right like it was made to order by God’s messenger angels who have done their share of overtime on my account. It seems that whenever something that might be contentious winks at me the light of love shines brightly over the proceedings and the shadows seek a hiding place outside my window.  

The Tears That Tide Me Over

This year will be like no other. The paradigm shift has been underway for 6 months now but as the story unfolds it’s not how anyone including myself could have conceived it. I relinquish the idea that I am in control of anything but that does not mean I am not only highly influential with those that love me but I am also in a position to affect and effect their lives substantially as well. 

There seems to be some sort of energy that I exude that both gets me into trouble and also make my relationships both emotionally and spiritually satisfying. Conversely it can bring the elasticity of these liaisons to the breaking point.  After all if my track record was compared to a cat I might have run out of lives. It’s a cinch too that I haven’t run out of love but I try people’s patience and tolerance which may leave me alone with only my tears to tide me over.