Yes. Only one more letter than No. But with that one letter-space difference comes a relinquishment, real or implied, of the right to use the small word in a reply to requests, in todo. Recently, while enjoying both the sport and stories of the Winter Olympics, I thought just how many times the athletes must have said "no" to requests for their time as they kept their focus on the quest. Undoubtedly, there were times of conflicting emotion, and that is where our similarities end. The conflict between Yes and No is woven through life and becomes, for me, the basis of determining the degree of conflict or calm. So, for today, this is really real - I will say Yes to you when I have concluded that I can be the best me once I have, and I say Yes to me to resist pressure, threat, shame and even reward. For No to you (this time) is Yes to me.
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Saturday, March 6, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
A Matter of Opinion
I must admit that I am easily distracted - often by people, sounds, aromas, or even shiny objects. When I am fortunate enough to travel, I often risk overlooking places or scenes of historical significance due to my tendency to focus on activity or notations that hover somewhere near my line of sight. Bless the hearts of those whose patience has been tried by my lagging behind or veering off-path. Hopefully, an image I've captured along the way speaks to them. So, for today, this is really real - To those of you speaking through imagery - I am listening and I thank you.

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