Played roulette. With a loaded gun. Didn't have a chance. F-that. Played roulette with an empty gun. No chance taken. F-that. Got two guns. One loaded. One empty. IN the game. Ready for anything.

Life & Success can Be ~ Like the gentle BEating ~  Of a Heart ~ Beat-after-Beat-after-Beat ~ Small and quiet ~ Step-after Step-after Step ~ Leading & Energizing ~ By its Beat ~ And our Step-Step-Step ~ A life ~ Profound ~ And Poignant ~ And True ~ It takes many notes ~ & ~ The absence of even more ~ Possibilities ~ To make a Song ~ A LIFE...

A song in one's heart... A note in one's soul... Remember the timing... And the little bird on the rail whispers... "Jus' play the song... jus' play the song... let it be how it be's... flowing 'n going from here to eternities... Frank S notwithstanding... Cole Porter a-smiling and Quincy a-grinnin' jus' play the song and let your heart sing... That is the true song... The song of Truth 'N Heart... And notice the 'HEAR' in 'HEART' And there is no better... Song that is... Than the Song of Truth..."   "Mmmmmm..." I whisper back and strike a golden key... 'N hear an Angel a-whispering too... "See..."

Takes a lot out of you... Doing' the doin' of of art 'n artistry... And following one's muse... And learning to protect and listen to that muse... Can be and get exhausting... At times... Unless we learn to rest... In the act of the doing... In the flow of the river... Our river...

Got a commission to write a one word story. Every time I wrote 'The End' they said it was too long. Asked if they wanted two one word stories. They said sure. Sent them one 'The' and another 'End'. They said perfect and bought both. Can't wait for publication.

In the pensive peacefulness found within, and in the letting be of what needs to be let be, we sometimes find the wisdom we seek, or the wisdom we seek lands upon us as quietly as the whisper of an eagle's wing, feathering our souls in dignity, respect and truth.

In light of the Christmas Spirit dancing through skies of whys?

We dance to our own tune whether we realize it or not calling it

Our shot in the dark, when we are fully surrounded by our own light

If we allow it, to be seen, to flow 'n glow, in & around us. 

P.S. "Merry Christmas Everybody ~ Walk in your own light ~ It makes a fine sight."

Happiness is as Happiness Does... So sayeth the 'Forest Guy' when you walk outta the trees... and see the sun-a-shining'... 'n the rainbow a-glowin' aft the rain... its glistening 'rain'drops' new jewels of sky... glistening-a-dripping star down upon us... the forest no longer a field of trees... but hearts a-glowing...

Ah... the complex in the uncomplex... Becomes simplicity supreme... A dream of skies Met... And descended from... Where Angels and gods speak their own languages... But still understand each other... IN the Silence of Souls Met...

"In the eye of the cat... We learn to see... And stretch... Ourselves.. To the glistening... Flowers... Petal-ling home..."  FW/Dec 7/2015