“When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.” Lao Tzu
Letting Go I sat quietly by the creek, lost in the meaningless meaning of rushing water and found myself in the moment of a nothingness of doing and time disappeared to irrelevance where everything mattered and nothing at all mattered much to me, and when I rose I knew I could leave that part of me that was always why. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Welcome to my personal blog site. I see myself as a free thinker, life explorer, and wisdom collector. Some of my favorite subjects are psychology, philosophy, relationships, society, reading, writing, technology, and lifestyle.
Climate Change
this love fairy fell in love with her ghost
A Love Affair With The Past
Writing, blogging, journaling
Tales from the Life of a Lost Soul
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I think that being out in nature has a way of doing that to everyone.
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Absolutely, and you clearly know this deeply.
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Living in nature makes you learn to live with contradictions ( meaningless meaning, everything mattered and nothing at all mattered 👌👏👏). Correct me if I wrongly interpret the last line, you left that part behind that questioned such contradictions.
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Spot on, I left that and also the need to even question, thank you for sharing that. 🙂
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Nature is a great teacher. If we have patience.
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Yes, if we do, it is wonderful.
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Taking time to be in the moment and absorb that moment – listening to the birds, listening to the waves – just anything away from man made distractions….it’s a tonic and a therapy that I think most of us don’t get enough of.
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So true, and we really need it, thank you for sharing Cherryl
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Sometimes we have to let go to hang on?
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Well said Liz, exactly so
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I love these contemplative poems of yours – so deep and such a source for reflection
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Paul, hanging on to emotional baggage leaves our minds littered with stress just as an excess of possesions becomes a burden to us. Your poem is lovely an meaningful. ❤ All the best! Cheryl
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Thank you Cheryl – yes indeed.
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Very deep thoughts, and so true.Thank you Paul. Michael
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Yes, on my mind and onto the page, many thanks Michael 🙂
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Thank you too Paul,for always great thoughts. Enjoy your weekend! Michael
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I’m looking forward to the weekend, I hope yours works out well too Michael.
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I’ve read this several times and I can relate to this feeling either when I am in nature or imagining I am. It’s too easy to forget that moment of peace, especially when we get caught up with our day to day tasks. Love it Paul!!!
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I’m with you, nature is my go to, thank you so much for loving this 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many thanks Chuck 🙂
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