Birthright
Through the tunnel of my history,
Passing scenes along the path,
I wonder
Where is this journey taking me.
We all reach an end
On our own paths,
Directed by our own choices.
The inertia
That obtains
When I allow myself
To be directed by others
Leaves me powerless
To claim
The birthright
That is mine alone.
My own claim,
Like that of others’,
Is to be
Who I was meant to be.
May I see my way clear
To make daily decisions
That move me along the path
Toward
My birthright.
Today, then:
- Post to the blog
- Organize for tax filling
- See a doctor
- Make a Google docs file for all storytelling stories
- Organize my emergency files in the safe box
- Move money for paying property tax
- Take a look with Tirath at the choices for excursions on the cruise
- Contact Anna to let her know that I’m sick
- Look at Square Space
- Match.com
Yoga stretch
Today in February
One of my two least favorite months
Because the light is dim
The days short
I want to climb into my cave by myself
Is this why I get sick in these months?
Isolation?
- C. Scribner © 2/7/20
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