
Imagine Sisyphus Happy
We tend to think of Sisyphus as a tragic hero,condemned by the gods to shoulder his rocksweatily up the mountain, and again up the mountain,
Writing is part of my meditative process to clarify my thoughts, to align my actions and to focus on my purpose. I write about my emotions, my shortcomings, and my ideas for a better world through poetry, prose, and what I call rantifestos every day, some of which I post here on my blog and on social media. I share them to help others move along their paths to live and lead with compassion.

We tend to think of Sisyphus as a tragic hero,condemned by the gods to shoulder his rocksweatily up the mountain, and again up the mountain,

Listen up!For ages now you’ve beenBeguiled, entranced, and fooled by appearances.Are you aware of that? Are you?Right this very instant, when you’reUnder the spell

Took me so long to learn this. Never too late to do what you love. To do it while you “work”. To do it to energize everything else you do.
Doing what you love now, even in small dosages–is the way to break out of that restrictive pot. Talking about what you love connects your heart to the world. And you begin to plant seeds, nurture a little garden driven by your interests, ideas, and passions.

You have so much to offer the world. You have not even scratched the surface of your potential and your ability to help others.

An elder Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. “A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy. “It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.”

So let us pick up the stones over which we stumble, friends, and build altars. Let us listen to the sound of breath in our bodies.
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