Nice sunset Wednesday night, even when the foreground is not the most profound (taken from the mall parking lot)

In many ways everything depends on our point of view…

FRIDAY !!!

Long weeks with so much going on.  It is weird.  They go by so fast in retrospect but getting through, they can definitely seem to drag in some hours, and even seem grueling.  It doesn’t need to be that way, but sometimes we either do it to ourselves, or someone else, the environment or the system inflicts it upon us…. OR we avoid feeling stressed  altogether for a while, if that’s possible.  

The greatest mental health should enable us to deal with any situation without getting “stressed out.”  IMO Achieved through physical health, social health and cognitive strategies, including in some ways, the ability to transcend.

There is a great deal getting accomplished, despite the less than moderate level of success to some eyes.

Starting poem now.

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A mundane day with shades of grey

Denies the supernatural 

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A cold wind plays

as low clouds stay

Comprised of rain drops that still could fall

Might be

No magic

Now or at all

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Then in moments

Barely minutes

an actual spirit crawls

Below past the horizon

Now we all have our eyes on

A sight quite surprising 

That then disappears until the night is gone

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The clouds briefly remember

the winter rays

Bright visions remain for moments

In an otherwise long

Ordinary

And down to Earth day

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