Hello 2011…

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“Another fresh new year is here . . .
Another year to live!
To banish worry, doubt, and fear,
To love and laugh and give!

This bright new year is given me
To live each day with zest . . .
To daily grow and try to be
My highest and my best!

I have the opportunity
Once more to right some wrongs,
To pray for peace, to plant a tree,
And sing more joyful songs!”

–William Arthur Ward

“An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in. A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves.”–Bill Vaughn

“We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year’s Day.”–Edith Lovejoy Pierce

“Cheers to a new year and another chance for us to get it right.”–Oprah Winfrey

It is hard to believe that this is the first day of the year 2011. It took me a long time to get used to writing 2010, and not 2009, and I am sure that it will take me a long time to get used to writing 2011, instead of 2010.

I have no new year’s resolutions, as of yet. I would like to continue on the path that I am on, a path of peace, and peace of mind. I would like to see my writing pay. I would like to continue with my Yoga. I would like to see my family stay healthy, and happy. I would like to see peace on earth, happiness where there is homelessness, and lack of food. I would like to see all alcoholics put down the bottle, and quit suffering. I would like to see the end to wars. I would like to see all drug addicts quit fixing, snorting, inhaling. I would like to see hookers find a better job.

I had the weirdest dream, last night. I dreamed that I was wanting to go to school to get an MFA in Poetry/Memoir in Athens, Ga., and that I was walking about the town with several suit cases, completely lost. I found myself inside the apartment of this man, who said that there was a space for rent upstairs from his. I started worrying about Bundy. I knew that Morisson would fit in to any new space that I rented, and my cats, and turtles, but Bundy was a barker; he would disturb all the other residents. I didn’t know what to do. In this dream, I was a woman. Then I woke up, and I was a man.

When the bathroom sink is dirty, I should probably clean it, so that I will have the joy of a clean sink, but, mostly, I only clean it when guests are coming over, which is very infrequent, so mostly I stare down at a dirty sink, when I wash my face, or brush my teeth. Does this indicate something lazy about me; something anti-social? Is this an inherited trait? I grew up in spotless homes, maybe I am rejecting the rigidity in which I was forced to live; the harshness that was hoisted upon me when it was time to clean, when it was time to keep that which had been cleaned clean. If I had joined the military, would they have excise this trait from my existence? Should keeping a clean sink my New Year’s resoulution, and if it was, would I keep it?

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Bill Sheffield is an incredible musician. He and his music are legendary.
Here are some Bill Sheffield music videos: http://apps.facebook.com/reverbnation_fb/artist/billsheffield

and here is Bill Sheffield’s Website

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K Yoga Pose of the Day: Padmasan (Lotus).

syvum-lotus_padmasana

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K Poems of the Day

You’ve got your pretty punk girlfriend

You’ve got your pretty punk girlfriend.

I’ve sold out.
I’m everything that you used to be.
I’m everything that I used to hate.

Idiots guzzling beer,
what’s the message?

There is no message, man.

Rape your country.
Kill your Indian.
Buy a new car.

You’ve got your pretty punk girlfriend.
I’ve sold out.
Your band is the hit at The Whisky a Go Go.

–Mikel k

God’s Will

I want to be great,
and I want to be good,
and I want to follow God’s will.

I want to be proud,
and I want to be humble.
I want to give love,
and I want to receive love,
and I want to follow God’s will.

I want my children to love and respect me.
I want to love and respect my children.
I want my family to prosper,
and I want to follow God’s will.

I want to be good to my friends,
and I want my friends to be good to me.
I want to be trusted with friendship.
I want to be trusted with love,

and I want to follow God’s will.

There’s more I want,
like an end to homelessness,
and lies and poverty and fear.

I’d like to see an end to alcoholism,
and drug addiction, also.

I don’t think that it is God’s will
for you to stick a needle in your arm,
smoke those nasty cigarettes,
or to beat your wife or girlfriend or child.

I want you to go do something nice
for someone else.

I think that is God’s will.

–Mikel K

Namaste
Peace and Love
Peace and Love

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