( – promoted by buhdydharma )

I have now re-read this and most of the comments and some of the many, many comments at GOS and the counter-diary at GOS and some of the comments.  Inhale.  Exhale.  Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

It was 90 degrees in New York today.  The sun was out.  Daffodils are open here.  Tulips are coming.  It looks like the bees may be returning.  You can smell mother earth, pachamana, santa madre tierra.  You can smell her as she carries us on her belly. Inhale.  Exhale.  Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

When I turn off the computer, push the keyboard under the desk, and stand up, I can almost touch the ceiling in this old room.  The ceiling is low.  This room has been here since 1841.  It originally belonged to the Petersons and the Nileses, who were dairy and wool farmers.  Now it belongs to me.  It deserves to be taken care of.  I don’t think I do that enough. Inhale.  Exhale.  Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

I am happy to have this electronic community.  I am happy to have this group blog.  I am happy that I don’t own or administer or have any obligations to stay or fix it or change it. I am happy to be here just because I want to be here.  If I write an essay, it’s because I want to tell you something.  If I leave, I will not write a GBCW essay.  Ommmmmmm.  Inhale.  Exhale.  Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

I am filled with gratitude for a million small things.  Some are matter, others are not.  I could write them all down if I had time, but I prefer just to go from thanks to thanks, from thought to thought, like a bee crawling into a daffodil.  Inhale.  Exhale.  Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Sometimes I am overwhelmed by the beauty of the world.  Sometimes I am overwhelmed by its cruelty and ugliness.  Sometimes I am concerned that we don’t see things that we should.  I write about these things and I post them here.  And at my blog.  And elsewhere.  I want you to read what I write. Inhale.  Exhale.  Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Thank you for being here.  Thank you for reading.  May you all be happy.  May you all be free from suffering.  May you all be safe.  May you all be well.  May you all realize your enlightenment.


Skip to comment form

  1. Your “m” key seems to be stickin’ and I think you should get yourself a new keyboard.

    Also sometimes I have to remind myself to inhale and exhale too.  If ya forget there can be serious medical repercussions (such as death).  

    Sometimes an issue can stick in the ol’ craw there and get ya distracted too.  Take this whole census business, for example.  Can ya imagine the nerve of these socialists tryin’ to count us?  How does that help our brave fightin’ men and women go overseas and kill some brown people?  It just doesn’t make any sense.



    Repeat as necessary.      

    • RiaD on April 8, 2010 at 04:09


    • TMC on April 8, 2010 at 04:33
    • dkmich on April 8, 2010 at 10:59

    Sometimes I am overwhelmed by the beauty of the world.

    Sometimes I am overwhelmed by its cruelty and ugliness.

    Sometimes I am overwhelmed by how funny Carabou Barbie is.

    You have the weather we just lost.  Ain’t it great?  Michigan hasn’t had a real summer in two, maybe three years; and I really object to that. Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.  

  2. I’d hate to think I helped drive someone to Ommmmmmmming.  Or to needing to Ommmmmmmmm.  Even in a small way.  Whatever.  I try to avoid provoking people to the point they need to remind themselves to breathe.  


  3. Sometimes I am overwhelmed by the beauty of the world.

    Sometimes I am overwhelmed by its cruelty and ugliness.

    Spring stirs a sense of excitement within us.  Just seeing buds, flowers, little insects, everything starting to come alive seems almost like a symphony of its own and a wonder to behold!

    Thank you, davidseth!

    BTW, I’ve been doing a lot of those inhale/exhale exercises these past few months, myself for distinct reasons, but it’s ommmmmmmmmmmmmm so good!  


    put my name on it.

    Srsly, do it, anytime, PLEASE!

  5. May you all realize your enlightenment.


    ………then what?  😉

    • Pen on April 9, 2010 at 05:20

    When you argue with the wingnuts, corporatists, conservatives, whoever, you have to remember you’re not ever going to get through to them.

    That’s not the point.

    The point is, people are reading the debate.  They are like a jury out there, trying to make up their minds whom to believe.

    You will never get the Kossacks who spew the crap to agree, stop, admit to anything.  But you will get their readers to see through them.  To realize that you speak the facts and what you say is true and what they have going on is a lie.

    And doing THAT is worth all the hassle and frustration and grief in the world.  Because when you do THAT, you’re winning.

    • Robyn on April 9, 2010 at 16:25

    …are the complex vowel changes.

  6. When I breath in I say I am breathing in

    When I breath out I say I am breathing out

    and after a while I calm down (sometimes)

Comments have been disabled.