Thursday, July 30, 2009


In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me
Everything that comes out of me is authentically me
Because I alone chose it I own everything about me
My body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions,
Whether they be to others or to myself I own my fantasies,
My dreams, my hopes, my fears I own all my triumphs and
Successes, all my failures and mistakes Because I own all of
Me, I can become intimately acquainted with me - by so doing
I can love me and be friendly with me in all my parts I know
There are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other
Aspects that I do not know - but as long as I am
Friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously
And hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles
And for ways to find out more about me - However I
Look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever
I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically
Me - If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought
And felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is
Unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that
Which I discarded - I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do
I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be
Productive to make sense and order out of the world of
People and things outside of me - I own me, and
therefore I can engineer me - I am me and I am OK




Wednesday, July 15, 2009


Do not Stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the sun that you see glow.

I am the birds in circled flight
I am the moon that shines so bright.

I am the twinkle in the sky at night
I am the rain that falls so light.

I am the gentle autumn breeze
I am the one, who now is free.

Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there. I did not die.



Thursday, July 9, 2009


Remember me when I am gone away
Gone far away into the silent land
When you can no more hold me by the hand
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you planned
Only remember me you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And after wards remember do not grieve
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.