My Journal - August 19, 1993

August 19, 1993

I was reading the public journal and I really like what Julie D. wrote and a poem Dan wrote. So, I have rewritten them here:

Julie’s – Look up, look out, look around, stop the noise that rings in your mind, touch the sounds, smell the sights. Reach far to find, fill your soul. Take in, radiate, learn, love, feel, create. Smile your biggest possible smile, until your face aches in beautiful pain. Play in tune to someone’s heart, run breathless in the pouring rain. Don’t just smell the flower, feel it. Run it softly across your face, embrace the earth, roll in the grass, and celebrate life as a magical place.

Dan’s was called “Untitled” but I call it Beautiful, really beautiful.

To have it all, then give it up and start again from the unknown. To live a life that is yours. Living out dreams, creating more. To have strength and courage and yet be moved by a childs smile. To accomplish the smallest, but influence the most. Give. Love. Grow. To search your soul, yet not dwell within oneself. To find your place in the world. Yet, never be afraid of change. To be determined, use compassion, the truth not selfishness and single-minded. To feel yourself, be tru to your heart. Cherish. Feel. To be.

Then dan added to the journal: I love you with all my heart! I’m here for you. Take care of one another, we are family.

So sweet! Hua Jai, ma!