WORDS LIKE LIGHT 

Thursday, September 2, 2021

WEALTHY

            In terms of dollars, I don’t have money to burn, but in terms of real riches, I am a wealthy man. I am actually an heir – a beneficiary of assets that can never be exhausted. I have access, 24/7, to funds that can keep me continually healthy and happy. These funds are not dollars, not coins or cash or any kind of material currency. No, my wealth is the wealth that all of us share – the wealth of intangible – and therefore inexhaustible – qualities, like caring and calmness and quietness and patience. Like all of us, I have a bottomless ‘bank account’ of these qualities. I can withdraw them at any time, and amazingly, the account instantly refills with more than I withdrew. I get wealthier with kindness the more I spend it, and patience produces more patience the more I practice it! 

IN WEALTH

In Wealth, WA, USA,
there's prosperity in every moment, 
even in sorrow, 
which makes mounds of wisdom 
for those who wait for it. 
Even confusion has riches to bestow
when clarity comes back, 
and hard work always shows 
where treasures lie. 
In Wealth, the true valuables 
are kindness and caring,
of which there are mountains 
in this little town's treasury, 
and patience always produces resources
 folks had never noticed before. 
This town has cash hidden 
in breezes and sunshine and shadows, 
there are stacks of securities 
called 'quietness'
in every resident's portfolio,
and every street is called 'Easy'.

If you visit well-off Wealth, 
you're in for a surprise, 
for you'll discover how filthy-rich 
you, too, have always been! 
 

WORDS LIKE LIGHT 

Saturday, August 7, 2021

KIND

         The older I get, the more clearly I realize that this life I am part of is thoroughly kind. Even its sorrows and troubles carry kindheartedness with them, quietly blessing us with a little more wisdom. Even a disaster holds helpfulness at its center, allowing us to show the unselfishness that secretly resides in all of us.  After hurricanes, the care and consideration of townspeople comes forward in ways unseen before, and forest fires give goodwill a chance to show its hidden abundance in the work of firefighters and ordinary folk. I see sympathy – the universe’s willingness to care for me in countless ways – in every passing moment: my breath reliably coming and going, the dependable labor of my heart, the endless rising of brand new moments as amazing as sunrises. Life is truly my helpful friend, an attentive and friendly force that always stays beside me. Today would be a good day to show my gratitude for this never-ending neighborliness.