Friday, December 17, 2010
Nothing's Wrong Again
This is the 100th night in a row that Clarise has stepped out of her world and into her bath. She's having a bit of a celebration. One hundred and one days ago this was not possible since she had not yet realized what was wrong with her until that fateful, and wondrous day when she did realize what was wrong with her. It was quite a shock. But since that wondrous day when she did have that realization about what was wrong, things have been really really good. And a big part of that goodness is a bit of time in the bath each night. She undresses in her most elegant bath attire, makes some bubbles, and slips into the warm water. She then starts to tell herself everything that is wonderful in her life, everything that is right. Because about 100 days ago today, she figured out there was nothing wrong with her life!
Pic found here: http://artodyssey1.blogspot.com/search/label/Vitaly%20Ermolaev
Sunday, October 31, 2010
October Wrap
Best October ever. It's been sweet here in the Sonoran Desert since the big heat let up. It happened over night. Cathy and I got 8 nights and days along the Blue River again this year. We stayed in the cabin at the Blue River Wilderness Retreat. We were fortunate to met Don and Jane, the owners of this little part of paradise. You should book some time there, if you're into peace and quiet and beauty and rest and stuff like that. According to Don, we were there during the peak of this year's fall color show. Just doing a little aren't we special type braggin right there.
While we were there my buddy kevJuan came up for a couple days. We climbed Escudilla, Az's 3rd highest peak. We put some of our favorite pics here.
And videos here, here and here.
The desert hiking season is here. I'll be posting pics during the year here. Today we're heading back over to the McDowells to do a loop hike with kevJuan and Jeannie Moore. I sprang my ankle 6 weeks ago. Finally, yesterday I was back on Camelback. Left most of my problems on that hill again yesterday. What they say about it taking longer to heal (for us old guys) is a truality.
Coming up this month (actually this week) we got Andy Junior coming for 5 nites. He and I are scheduled to hike West Clear Creek on Friday, then maybe do a couple days around Young Arizona late next weekend. They'll be more to come.
Alright, let's get this started:
The whole we/them thing ends with me.
I keep telling Cathy it's not a disorder, it's a syndrome, maybe even just a condition.
Sometimes my wanting things to be different gets out of control.
This is the moment you are waiting for.
If you can't be happy with the money you have, why would you want more?
The insanity of "this is not it"
are you kidding me? this is not it?
And now from some real people:
A man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone. --Henry David Thoreau
Not a shred of evidence exists in favor of the idea that life is serious. Brendan Gill
The Unteller:
It instantly gets a lot better when you quit thinking how it's supposed to be.
Why are you not tickled by what's going on? by now, you should know better.
Why do you care where you are going when you don't even know where you are?
Rumi:
There is a way between voice and presence
where information flows.
In disciplined silence it opens.
With wandering talk it closes.
Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy,
absentminded. Someone sober
will worry about things going badly.
Let the lover be.
We have a huge barrel of wine, but no cups.
That's fine with us. Every morning
we glow and in the evening we glow again.
They say there's no future for us. They're right.
Which is fine with us.
Tao Te Ching - Stephen Mitchell.
If you realize that you have enough,
you are truly rich.
The great way is easy,
yet people prefer the side paths.
Be aware when things are out of balance.
Stay centered within the Tao.
The Master's power is like this.
He lets all things come and go
effortlessly, without desire.
He never expects results;
thus he is never disappointed.
He is never disappointed;
thus his spirit never grows old.
Issa:
Cricket!
Although it was next door you
sang-
I heard you here.
There's a cool breeze!
Now, Grasshoppers, sing,
Sing with all your might!
Red dragon-fly -
He's one too that likes the evening,
Or so it seems.
That's it for this month. All my best.
your bobJuan.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
July Wrap
We had a fantastic July this year. Cathy and I spent about 10 days in southern California visiting some great friends. My girls turned 35 years gorgeous! I put some of our favorite pics from the month here.
Here's what I got for the month:
This whole pursuing pleasure and avoiding pain thing really keeps me busy.
Don't let her wardrobe fool you, she's hip, thru and thru.
This morning while laying in bed I realized that anything more than a face full is a waste.
Every thought I have
Every sound I hear
Happiness, streaming @ me
1,000 miles per hour!
I go down a lot quicker than I get up.
There is no baseline.
And now from some real people:
A Zen student approached his teacher. "I have a problem," he said. "I would like to start a business, but unfortunately, I don't have any money. What shall I do?". "That's simple," said the Zen master. "Why don't you stop thinking about starting a business?". Dainin Katagiri from You Have To Say Something.
Unless we are willing to give up our attachments, we cannot appreciate the priceless jewel of our true nature. Introduction to the Blue Cliff Record.
I've been reading Huston Smith's The World's Religions. Here's some goody I got from there:
Finally my brethren, for well-conducted people life presents no problems (p. 177)
Only those are worthy to govern who would rather be excused. (p. 178)
H.G. Wells once said that God and sex were the only two things that really interested him. (p. 141).
Nirvana: Etymologically it means "to blow out," or "to extinguish," not transitively, but as a fire ceases to draw. Deprived of fuel, the fire goes out, and this is nirvana. Nirvana is the highest destiny of the human spirit and its literal meaning is extinction, but we must be precise as to what is to be extinguished. It is the boundaries of the finite self. It does not follow that what is left will be nothing. Negatively, nirvana is the state in which the faggots of private desire had been completely consumed and everything that restricts the boundless life has died.
That's it for this month.
My best,
your bobJuan.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
June Wrap...
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
May Wrap
I got so many great pics in May. But, here's the one we're going with. Aaryn. You are a beauty. I am looking forward to the day we can talk! I want to know what you're thinking about.
It's been a beautiful month for us here in Phoenix. Lots of time on the Mountain. We celebrated the Droll family birthday in Rocky Point. My life keeps getting better and better. Oh my. Here's what I got for this month:
I just figured it out, we are 100% compatible.
I can really relax when I let go of my version of how things are supposed to be.
it's the love of this. love has no opposite. it includes everything.
Everything = What I love about you.
We can only do so much but man, oh man, let's go ahead and do it.
the generation that said how it's supposed to be is being replaced by the generation that says how it is.
one thing about the dead
they remind us to live.
every single one of them
told me the same thing.
when was the last time you liked everything?
to love everything
it helps to still the mind.
my personality really has a hold on me.
there might be more to discuss
but there's nothing more to do.
i don't get the point of a shot glass.
more often than not, my take on the situation is wrong.
I can dig myself in deeper and deeper by the minute.
if you feel any tension, let it go. don't believe it. all tension begins in the mind where stories are told.
Once again, I'm convinced, this is Angel's last life in the animal kingdom. you're almost here baby!
isn't it called too much, once you get beyond enough?
karma = your next thought or action = karma
there's variety in every bite of that cat food.
i've been trying to get out of it for years, now, i'm doing my best to get into it.
At the liquor store tonite, on my way home, picking up a 5th of Black Velvet. My guy behind the counter responds to my question about how things are going, saying things are going great. I got a good job, I got nothing to complain about. I said, I know, I got a great job too, a wife that loves me, money in my pocket, things are wonderful. I just need something to wash it all down with every now and again.
you don't become different by staying the same
we behave like we must live at all costs this will certainly be our end.
you don't get better by pressing the snooze button
some folks celebrate a government contract, easy big money there are others who complain about government waste and taxes just leave my slice alone will ya? it takes all of us to make this world go 'round.
i'm doing remarkably well considering i hardly do anything i'm supposed to
So, you think things should be going a certain way. How's that working for ya?
And one from a real person:
You are not here merely to make a living. You are here in order to enable the world to live more amply, with greater vision, with a finer spirit of hope and achievement. You are here to enrich the world, and you impoverish yourself if you forget the errand. Woodrow T. Wilson
That's it for this time. My best, your bobJuan.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
April Wrap
Friday, April 2, 2010
March Wrap
This picture was taken by our friend Lucky while we were visiting the Boyce Thompson Arboretum a couple weeks ago. I like it because it captures some of the beauty of the place and of course, the most beautiful thing in my life, my girl Cathy. And look, she can almost get her arm around my gut!
In March I celebrated my second anniversary as a non-smoker. I highly recommend it as a lifestyle change. I also had my 55th birthday. The best year of my life so far.
Here's what I've been thinking about this month:
He's got the whole world in his hands. Is there a problem?
I may (be) getting old, but you'll never seen me this young again.
It's amazing to me that as a country, we are not interested first, in taking care of each other, no matter what the cost. I'm just sayin.
How can you hear the voice of God if you don't shut up?
they say the fruit doesn't fall too far from the tree. I feel like I did.
it's impossible to make a dog stop loving you.
don't' ever take a salary so high it would compromise your willingness to leave a place.
When I lost all fear of death I became free and brave, and could go about the things that mattered.
If you're just gonna vote the ticket, why spend your time watching TV? The daily divider. Why not get out and find some things to be happy about. It's not like watching TV actually changes anything, well, except your blood pressure maybe, certainly not your mind. Do you really need a daily reminder of how right you are, and how wrong others are, while not actually doing anything? I'm just sayin. how's that working for us?
I became free and fearless when I realized the complete, utter love of God. Like I can do better than that. Thankfully, it has nothing to do with me. I remember when they used to call it "The Good News". They weren't kidding. I'm a child of The King! What can I do for you, all my stuff is already taken care of.
in the end, it will boil down to how well can you enjoy the day. start practicing.
we're so easily incensed these days. outraged even. a sad parade of victims. isn't it clear this way of doing things isn't working?
i can only take so much reality
I get in trouble and lose my way whenever I start to think my life should be different.
My Dr. wrote me a script for Viagra. He called it in. I went to the drive thru at Walgreen's and they sent the package thru that air-compressed delivery system thing. I opened it, there were 7 pills in there. I exclaimed to the pharmacist, a year's supply! She professionally laughed a little. I still am.
And from some real people:
The loudest sound on the earth, she thought, is a man with nothing to do. Kingsolver.
Imagination has to be completely exhausted before a person can realise the Truth. Meher Baba. Vol I. P. 53
The future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is. --C. S. Lewis
That's it for this time. My best, your bobJuan.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
February Wrap
A big month. Much company. Move loved ones. Too many pics for the blog. I posted some of my favorites over on my Picasa Page here.
Eli & Amber, Moms & Dads, Best of Friends, mountains. I won't bore you with my diary. Having Eric and Andy (my high-school buddies) here for a long weekend in Rocky Point was a long planned reunion and blessed me big. Eli and Amber stopped through on their way to South America for a 3 month blast. Mom & Dad came up to help Andy and Ryan make it official. On and On. We got a couple of weeks before more company, resting up, and getting ready.
Here's what I've been collecting this month:
Everytime I get happy, I remember how easy it is.
How can you hear the voice of God, unless you shut up. Or turn the TV off.
I woke up in the middle of the night wondering what God was doing before he created the heavens and the earth? I mean 6 days before he created Adam and Eve, what was he up to? Must have been lonely. I wonder if he has any regrets, we've become such an ungrateful bunch.
nothing is happening to me. period.
dominion <> cruel: Genesis 1:26
Everytime I start to think outside of the box, I get in trouble.
Of course I'll sleep with you.
You're in your 50s now, you should know why and what you're doing.
Since when did sitting on your couch, watching TV, having a strong opinion and voting the ticket become the definition of a patriot?
money: you can spend it on yourself or others. I say mix it up.
If it was God's will that George Bush was our president, how can it not be God's will that Barrack Obama is our president?
What is all this obsession with a nest egg? What does a nest egg have to do with a human being? It's like drinking cow's milk.
Have you ever seen the future? No, you haven't. It doesn't exist. What are you worrying about?
This morning I wanted some breakfast cooked by a Mexican. Fortunately, in this town, I can have that just about everywhere.
It's a creative writing class, not English 101.
And from some real people:
The goal of many leaders is to get people to think more highly of the leader. The goal of a great leader is to help people to think more highly of themselves. J. Carla Nortucutt.
It's a damn poor mind that can only think of one way to spell a word! Andrew Jackson.
My friend kevJuan shared this story with me on a hike recently. He told it in the context of how we (Americans) think everyone should live the way we do. I found a version of it on the internets.
A typhoon stranded a monkey on an island. In a protected place on the shore, while waiting for the raging waters to recede, he spotted a fish swimming against the current. It seemed to the monkey that the fish was struggling and needed assistance. Being of kind heart, the monkey resolved to help the fish. At considerable risk to himself, the monkey moved far out on the precarious limb of a tree, reached down and snatched the fist from the waters. Scurrying back to the safety of his shelter, he carefully laid the fish on the dry ground. For a few moments, the fish showed excitement, but soon settled into a peaceful rest. An eastern parable.
That's it for this month. my best, your bobJuan.
Pic taken of old town, Puerto Penasco (Rocky Point).
Sunday, January 31, 2010
January Wrap
Saturday, January 23, 2010
She knew someday she'd have to say "I told you so".
Once again Notso Hung leased the apartment to folks who were troubled. It wouldn't be so bad if he had any balls at all and would lay the smack down on the wayward ones. But Notso Hung is a pussy. Like his parents Unwell Hung and Shi SumWimp before him, he avoids all confrontation. His parents were raised during the final years of the NoCan Do Dynasty. Notso was a dud at birth.
Now he has Himso Dum and his son Sumyung Guy living next door completely out of control. Himso's wife, Shiso Dun left with her lover Himwell Hung two weeks ago. It was then that Notso's wife told him to kick Himso Dum out since it was just going to spiral out of control with no woman in charge. Of course Notso knew she was right, she was always right, and she knew he wouldn't do anything about it, he never did anything about it. Notso also knew it wouldn't be long before he'd hear how right she was again. He was glad she was in charge anyway.
This morning when Shiso Dun snuck into the apartment to steal her baby Sumyung, she found her little sister Shiso Yum in bed with Himso Dum. Gi Sus, you should have heard the racket. It was so bad Notso called the police; a rare display of courage. Himso tried to escape through the window with Sumyung. Fortunately the swat team was there to catch the little boy while Shiso Dun grabbed Himso Dum by his hair and dragged him back into the apartment.
Later they all thanked the brave swat officer MiLong Wong, for he saved SumYung Guy just as he was coming out the window. MiLong stayed around and encouraged Notso Hung to give the eviction notice. He was there too, to get another glimpse of Shiso Yum who was still undressed. Notso told Himso he was terminating the lease. When Himso asked why, Notsu turned to his wife and said, because Shi Sayso.
Picture found here:
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Just Who Do You Think You Are?
This morning I finished reading The Wisdom Of Insecurity by Alan W. Watts for probably the 5th time. Amazon says I purchased the book in 2003. Hmmmm. I've read most of his other books too.
He deals with identity and time, and God really, afterall. He explains that perhaps man's biggest problem is one of identity. The idea that we are a separate "I". Who is that "I"? You can't have an "I" without all the rest of it, you can't separate "yourself" from all the rest of it. I'll stop there.
Here's some excerpts that I enjoyed this time thru:
... our age is one of frustration, anxiety, agitation, and addiction to "dope." Somehow we must grab what we can while we can, and drown out the realization that the whole thing is futile and meaningless. This "dope" we call our high standard of living, a violent and complex stimulation of the senses, which makes them progressively less sensitive and thus in need of yet more violent stimulation. We create distraction - a panorama of sights, sounds, thrills and titillations into which as much as possible must be crowded in the shortest possible time.
To keep up with this "standard" most of us are willing to put up with lives that consist largely in doing jobs that are a bore, earning the means to seek relief from the tedium by intervals of hectic and expensive pleasure. These intervals are supposed to be the real living, the real purpose served by the necessary evil of work. Or we imagine that the justification of such work is the rearing of a family to go on doing the same kind of thing in order to rear another family ... and so ad infinitum.
After all, the future is quite meaningless and unimportant unless, sooner or later, it is going to become the present. Thus to plan for a future which is not going to become present is hardly more absurd than to plan for a future which, when it comes to me, will find me "absent," looking fixedly over its shoulder instead of into its face.
But in the process of symbolizing the universe in this way or that for this purpose or that we seem to have lost the actual joy and meaning of life itself. All the various definitions of the universe have had ulterior motives, being concerned with the future rather than the present. Religion wants to assure the future beyond death, and science wants to assure it until death, and to postpone death. But tomorrow and plans for tomorrow can have no significance at all unless you are in full contact with the reality of the present, since it is in the present and only in the present that you live. There is no other reality than present reality, so that, even if one were to live for endless ages, to live for the future would be to miss the point everlastingly.
Death is the epitome of the truth that in each moment we are thrust into the unknown. Here all clinging to security is compelled to cease, and wherever the past is dropped away and safety abandoned, life is renewed. Death is the unknown in which all of us lived before birth.
Nothing is more creative than death, since it is the whole secret of life. It means that the past must be abandoned, that the unknown cannot be avoided, that "I" cannot continue, and that nothing can be ultimately fixed. When a man knows this, he lives for the first time in his life. By holding his breath, he loses it. By letting it go he finds it.
As long as you do not know how to die and come to life again, you are but a sorry traveler on this dark earth. Goeth.
The highest to which man can attain is wonder; and if the prime phenomenon makes him wonder, let him be content; nothing higher can it give him, and nothing further should he seek for behind it; here is the limit. Goeth.
It is obvious that the only interesting people are interested people, and to be completely interested is to have forgotten about "I".
Pic found here.