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What is a weed you ask? Well as Ralph Waldo Emerson puts it, its a plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.  I then can’t help but to notice how many people think us humans are mistaken as weeds of the earth.  We are not mistakes, nor have we been forgotten or discarded.  We were made for a purpose, just as a weed.  In the dictionary a weed is stated as “a wild plant growing where it is not wanted and in competition with cultivated plants.”  But you see we were wanted and we were specifically designed for a purpose to be in partnership with the earth and with one another.  When we open ourselves to see beyond our view and horizon, we allow ourselves to blossom from a weed into a flower.  As Luther Burbank puts it, a flower is an educated weed, so may we all become educated weeds.

 

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The cold crisp air seeps into my bones, as the marrow of the fall soaks my exterior… and with that comes the wet constant drizzle of rain that covers my soul.  It’s all a constant chill, that shakes the inner core.  Movement is needed, no stagnancy will suffice.  Do something, anything, but remaining dormant is not an option. 

For in this climate, complacency will try to reign, as the bitter wind of fall fades and the cold wet blankets of winter try to creep in and lay down roots.  However, the beauty of this land does hold the lush green vibrance of its youth, with the never failing liquid love it offers.  So step outside, look up and let the love saturate; because you never know when you will need another dose.

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Everyday when I go outside I see the same picture. All the birds in this area conjugate around the sole water fountain for its vital life force. Mostly grackles, but occasionally a few pigeons get thrown in on the action. Its pure survival of the fittest in this supersonic heat wave of a summer. It doesn’t matter if its male or female, they all fight for that coveted spot on top of the fountain.

Birds of a feather, flock together. As indeed they do here, although there can only be one perched on top of the spout. There are many watering spots down below, that can indeed provide adequate water for them, but the most important is the source. It’s the center, the top, the high point… The mighty perch. At this spot you get first dibs, you get the ‘advantage point’ of the lookout and ultimately the power. In this stance, you control everything in the vicinity and jurisdiction of that single area. And the best thing about it is its free, they didn’t have to work for it, they just sit and drink.

I like how they want the high place, and their eagerness to protect their life force from within. Grackles, thanks for the lesson my friends… Well done aviators.

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Attitude, stance, angle, frame of mind, frame of reference, approach, way of looking, interpretation… These are all ways of saying the same thing, that of perspective.

We all need it and can’t possible be striped of it, unless we all go robot like in another dimension. Perspective is what makes everyone so different or alike.  What makes Bobby see the world this way and Sue see it that way? Perspective.  What it all boils down to is that perspective matters a great deal.  There are many factors that make up ones perspective. Childhood, parenting styles, trials, thoughts, emotions, failures, triumphs, you name it, and it probably played a significant part in the total factor.  So what’s the point you ask?

My point is this, how we view the world matters. How you view your neighbor matters, how you view your children, coworkers, a stranger on the street, or the bag lady all matter.  Because in the end, how we view people is how we treat them. Plain and simple.  If you view them with any quality that adds something to your life and with regard, you treat them with such.  If you don’t then well it’s all the same, they are treated justly.  This is why perspective matters.

There is another interesting thing about perspective, it can be a choice. A choice on how you view any one thing regardless of your pervious factors. That is why it’s called a perspective, a point of view of any such belief, or an opinion. How will you choose to react or not react? How will this choice affect another, it’s all a chain reaction steaming from one point of reference, that of perspective.  Lets just hope its more in focus than out.

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The women in the window, why does she stare out so?

Is she depressed, or full of heavy woes?

Has she captured serenity, or is this distress from a foe?

Has misfortune been her confidante, or is it thoughts of a Beau?

How long has it been, since she began?

Was it yesterday, last month or did it start with the loss of a friend?

The light trickled through the weathered pane,

landing gently across the pew, with a sun-kissed stain.

Her eyes gaze deeply, into the shimmer abyss.

Thinking beyond as her forehead and the window-glass kiss.

Grasping her necklace, with her hand on her heart.

The memories drifted and lingered far apart.

As radiance covered all that has been laid bare,

hovering and glowing with a gallant luster glare.

The outside view started to look much more enticing.

Will she go, or return with feelings that are abiding?

To stay or to go is the decision she must make, but standing still is not one to take.

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