This throw no different than the others I’ve tried, yet I lost another with my options spread wide.
Disappeared in the field, in the water it sunk, in another tree it got stuck ... abandoning my ability and I'm trying no longer.
Gave all the effort that I know I can, is it still wasted time when not going according to plan?
What a shame to feel lost in oblivion, as I fetch what I threw. But no risk considered if each time I grew.
Can’t beat myself up when I’m feeling this tension, maybe I just need to pay closer attention.
A diversity of people with an array of specialities. As their narratives are spoken, impressions are risen.
Some adaptable or knowledgeable, success to those who are. Most intrigued or learning, growth to these who attempt. Others titled or stagnant, uncertainty to they who may pretend.
Questions asked and we begin to assume, which leads us to conclude, then misconstrue what is believed versus what is true.
Judge the stepping stones of another, and we create familiarity with the emotion of doubt. Encourage acknowledgement to another’s attempt, and we create familiarity with the movement of unity.
When mindfulness become natural, unity becomes natural ... we see growth in all that surrounds us.
To think knowledge is a destination, or development eventually stops. Attention is only needed while the test is studied for ... these mistaken thoughts.
The more we pay attention to understand, the more we desire growth. When thoughts become effortlessly controlled, we move swiftly towards desired goals.
How often do we obsess in the thought we have discovered ourselves that we dismiss alternate routes to improve ourselves?
By welcoming that others are here to help, we welcome opportunities to achieve what we want.
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