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Day 145 My Blog!

I forgot my blog!  I’ve been so busy with living life daily that I forgot about this.  I’ve been riding my bike seriously (for me) and have been getting stronger daily because of it.  My minimum is 20 miles if it’s recreation.  I’ve gotten up to 37 miles but that’s about as long as I want to sit in a bicycle seat anyway.  So I ride, come home and do stretches and think I should learn yoga.  You see even when I’m doing well I still think I have to do gooder.  Isn’t it enough that I’m riding, God?  Or whoever is putting those thoughts in my head. 

I’m also not writing because I think I’m storied out.  I have to remember that this is for my head and not primarily for entertainment.  My nights are wasted watching TV but they’re good shows.  Supernatural, The Walking Dead and Elementary.  All the basic goodness of TV I’m keeping in my head before I drift off to bed.

I’ve kept the drama at bay by leaving everything at the step due to mediation.  I’ve been meditating every day and it has helped create a distance each time from the drama to the now.   When I’m sitting I imagine angels breathing in and then when I breathe out, I’m breathing out to the universe.  But I see the universe and I’m a being as large as any galaxy or larger gently blowing my breath into the void.  No stars lights bet blown out so there is nothing so toxic to affect the universe that I’m trying to eject.  Gives me good perspective as to the nature of my calamities.  It also gives me perspective that I have every right to be part of the universe and always have been so.  I can be Chris Shirley with no pain, no confusion, no mix up with parents etc.  I have a right to be here and a right to make mistakes, create happiness, complicate relationships, and pet my kitty daily.  It’s all there, it’s all that good.  I’m getting ready to start round 2 of writing but not yet.  I’ve put a lot out here and it has been a life saver to drop what I have on my winding tour towards turning 60.   I set out to do this and I have kept my word and work on pace.  There are more stories but now I’m seeing them in a different light and have to find the slant to work them out on the page.  For now, I am happy.


1.      I’m grateful for the peace I have in my life today.
2.      I’m grateful for the friends I have made and am making currently.

3.      I’m grateful for the meditation that I stick to daily.

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