Enough Said

Butterfly is me in '81. Angels and LAMBS, Ladybugs and Fireflies Christmas Pagent. "Will You Go" was my solo. I loved it. Owatonna United Methodist Church. We had a bell choir there as well. Classical artistry can come through many channels. This weekend I will visit "Good Sam" in Edina for a joyful noise. Music witchery coming my way today. Sometimes there needs to be an actual show. It is difficult to address all sides of the wheel, especially simultaneously. The MORMONS are coming back around me in imagery. There is VIPASSNA coming through as well. Lines have been crossed in all society. I will just pick up the FLUTE that is in front of me. So much fighting for who is right. Well there is enough wrong to go around. I just remove myself from the clamor and do the dishes all by myself, Buddhist way. A learning way of experiencing reality all by myself. High and holy, what does that mean? At this point, it means nothing to me. I am the tree. I concentrate on my roots to stand tall and sure under the approaching ice of common winter in MN. I hide beneath the light dustings of snow as well. It is okay to not agree with me, but please have courtesy and know when to say when. This MEDIUM has come full circle and my sensitivity is MILITARY at this point. Today the RED FIVE POINT STAR hat says BERLIN.