Ownership

C is with me for the summer. He has a bit of weight to lose and so we have started the process of a program and education concerning exercise and diet. In the course of our conversation I mentioned that he needed to take ownership in this effort, to discipline himself in the choices before him.

Ownership is a word I've used for the last twenty years in business and I use it like second nature--perhaps even over use it. As soon as I said it, however, I could see the look on his face implied he had no idea what the heck the term meant, which made me think, what does it really mean. I explained to him the "surface" meaning, but deeper down the question brought up my philosophical side, surprise, surprise.

Here is what spilled out in my comments to Kel yesterday, which, by the way, is a blog worth the time to explore.

Do we really own anything? Can we really call anything ours? Do we really create anything? Or, perhaps just maybe, we manifest and/or allow to flow through our temporal self a greater force? I have thoughts, but do I originate them? Think about it. Do you originate a single thought? Or do they flow and we only guide them after they manifest?

This line of thought humbles me and keeps me grounded. Oh, and if I don't own anything, why do I horde so much? Why do I covet what was never mine and never will be mine? Do I miss the flow because I stand outside of it? Do I miss life because my ego is too busy taking credit for what was never mine to begin with?

I want to swim in that flow, I want to swim in Love, with the greater current. In the mood for a dip? :-)

I Really Want You

Sunshine, you had me at CNN. The red in the image is my heart. Since that post from long ago I've felt you have had a hold on my heart, gently pulling me in, like no other. You are going to have the time of your life in about 48 hours or so. I cannot begin to tell you how excited I am for you! This is the song I want you to be prepared to hear ( I pray he actually plays it--lol). I think it will be his hit on album two.

I Really Want You


I really want you, I really want you

Many prophets preach on bended knee.
Many clerics wasted wine.
Do the bloodied sheets on those cobbled streets mean
I have wasted time?
Are there silver shores of paradise?
Can I come in from the cold?
I killed a man in a faraway land,
My enemy I'm told.

(chorus)
I really want you to really want me,
But I really don't know if you can do that.
I know you want to know what's right,
But I know its so hard for you to do that.
And time's running out, as often it does,
and often dictates that you can't do that,
But fate can't break this feeling inside,
That's burning up through my veins.

I really want you, I really want you.
I really want you, now.
No matter what I say or do,
The message isn't getting through,
And you're listening to the sound,
Of my breaking heart.

I really want you, I really want you

Is a poor man rich in solitude,
Or does Mother Earth complain?
Did the beggar pray for a sunny day,
But lady luck for rain?
They say a million people bow and scrape,
To an effigy of gold.
I saw life begin and the ship we're in and,
History unfold.

(chorus)

No matter what I say or do
The message isn't getting through
And you're listening to the sound
Of my breaking heart

I really want you (repeat to end)

James Blunt

Categories: music, James Blunt

Under Siege

When the whole world seems against you, what do you do?

IF

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling

Dreams

Stop thinking and start dreaming

Oliviah

Reciprocal

You can never give anything away without initiating a reciprocal event.

Liebe Ist

you and I we're like children
who love each other the way they are
who don't lie and don't ask
when there's nothing to ask
we are two and we are one
and we see things clearly
and when one of us must go
we are still always there

Nena

Du und ich wir sind wie Kinder,
Die sich lieben wie sie sind.
Die nicht lügen und nicht fragen,
Wenn es nichts zu fragen gibt.
Wir sind zwei und wir sind eins,
Und wir sehn die Dinge klar.
Und wenn einer von uns gehen muss,
Sind wir trotzdem immer da.

Dedicated to my Sunshine
Missing You!

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