Winnie-the-Pooh I Love You

Us Two

Wherever I am, there's always Pooh,

There's always Pooh and Me.

Whatever I do, he wants to do,

"Where are you going today?" says Pooh:

"Well that's very odd 'cos I was too.

"Let's go together," says Pooh, says he.

"Let's go together," says Pooh.

'What's twice eleven?' I said to Pooh,

('Twice what?' said Pooh to Me)'

I think it ought to be twenty-two.

''Just what I think my self,' said Pooh.

'It wasn't an easy sum to do,

But that's what it is,' said Pooh, said he.

'That's what it is,' said Pooh.

'Let's look for dragons,' I said to Pooh.

'Yes, let's,' said Pooh to Me.

We crossed the river and found a few--

'Yes, these are dragons all right,' said Pooh.

'As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.

That's what they are,' said Pooh, said he.

'That's what they are,' said Pooh.

So wherever I am, there's always Pooh,

There's always Pooh and Me.

'What would I do?' I said to Pooh,

'If it wasn't for you,' and Pooh said:

'True,it isn't much fun for One, but Two

Can stick together,' says Pooh, says he.

'That's how it is,' says Pooh.

- A A Milne -

Trees Need Hugs Too!

The Wishing Tree
by Kathleen Jamie

I stand neither in the wilderness
nor fairyland

but in the fold
of a green hill

the tilt from one parrish
into another.

To look at me
through a smirr of rain

is to taste the iron
in your own blood

because I hoard
the common currency

of longing: each wish
each secret assignation.

My limbs lift, scabbed
with greenish coins

I draw into my slow wood
fleur-de-lys, the enthroned Britannia.

Behind me, the land
reaches towards the Atlantic.

And though I'm poisoned
choking on the small change

of human hope,
daily beaten into me

look: I'm still alive -
in fact, in bud.

Trust In The Process

Brian Keenan met a women whilst travelling in Alaska, "she spoke of worlds that are hidden from the eye. Such worlds are often difficult to reveal, and many a life is lived in the shadows from a lack of such validation, but when we live close to our intutitions and emotions we can if we wish find companions in the strangest places" (Four Quarters of Light, p.112).

Ask yourself this ...

Where has all the wisdom gone?

Huston Smith said 'we have never been so informed and never more confused about what is important'. In the modern world we have technology, such as the Internet, which maybe an excellent tool, a vehicle for transporting data, information and ideas, but it is nothing without content and even less without a filter or screen to devine the knowledge and wisdom that will point us to what is important. The more content, the more information we have the more we become overloaded, lost, ignorant and confused.

You can go all the way back to 1934 and the words of T S Eliot in the poem 'The Rock' to hear more or less the same message;

The endless cycle of idea and action,
Endless invention, endless experiment,
Brings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness;
Knowledge of speech, but not of silence;
Knowledge of words, and ignorance of the Word.

All our knowledge brings us nearer to our ignorance,
All our ignorance brings us nearer to death,
But nearness to death no nearer to GOD.
Where is the Life we have lost in living?
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?
Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
The cycles of Heaven in twenty centuries
Bring us farther from GOD and nearer to the Dust.

Risky Business

... you wanna know something?

Every now and then say,"What the fuck."

"What the fuck" gives you freedom.

Freedom brings opportunity.

Opportunity makes your future.