Updates, Letting Tomorrows kill today and growth

My thought always seem clearest sitting on a beach and I'm glad Valerie likes to go. Keeps me from getting homesick. So I'm sitting on a beach and spring is finally here and I finally found a job.

I was drinking coffee on the porch this morning watching squirrels and I remembered a scenario from a conversation a few years back. A buddy of mines neighbors wanted to retire early. They were a married couple and they both worked two jobs. They did this for twenty years, paid off their house and finally retired. My buddy sounded admiring about their situation. Three years later, me and my buddy were talking and he told me his neighbor (the husband) had died. Six months later the wife followed suite. What a tragic waste. I drink my coffee and close my eyes to feel the sun on my face.

I also want to share this. I read it earlier this week and its a neat little sufi parable on growth and perception.

The Bird and the Egg

Once upon a time, there was a bird that did not have the power of flight. Like a chicken, he walked upon the ground, although he knew that some birds did fly.

It so happened that through a combination of circumstances, the egg of a flying bird was incubated by a flightless one.

In due time the chick came forth, still with the potentiality of flight which he had always had, even from the time he was in the egg.

It spoke to its foster parent, saying, "When will I fly?" And the landbound bird said, "Persist in your attempts to fly just like the others."

For he did not know how to take the fledgling for its lesson in flying, even how to topple it from the nest so it might learn. And it is curious in a way that the young bird did not see this. His recognition of the situation was confused by the fact that he felt gratitude to the bird which had hatched him.

"Without this service," he said to himself, "surely I would still be in the egg?"

And again, sometimes he said to himself, "Anyone who can hatch me, surely he can teach me to fly. It must just be a matter of time, or of my own unaided efforts, or of some great wisdom. Yes, that is it. Suddenly one day I will be carried to the next stage by him who has brought me thus far."

Anyway. If your reading this still, enjoy your day. And find something in everyday to love because no one promised you tomorrow.
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