equanimity within the poop

Greetings to you beautiful spirits gathered around this fire. I am honored to find myself amongst you. I have traveled a long way to be here through the dark and the light. I have found ways and means to exist and progress while remaining outside the mainstream of the norm. Never really understood or accepted for who I am. Traveling through family and religion, peace protests and music festivals, military draft and service in the U.S. Army. Marriage, fatherhood and divorce. Drugs Alcohol and spirituality. I have traveled the roads of employment, management and layoffs, self-employment and hard work, service and volunteering. As a landscaper I have slaved for millionaires and been treated like family by little old ladies. I’ve climbed to middle-class and sunk to dumpster-diver. Some might say after all that that I still have gotten no-where. I insist that I have always been somewhere. Many things have been taken from me and many things I have given away or let go of. I still seem to have what I need to be as such and therefore have nothing to throw into the fire. Perhaps an offering of tobacco as the indigenous people practice would suffice. Or maybe throw in a story of my adventures and travels to entertain the stars and plant spirits. As yet I have not amounted to anything in particular, though I did a pretty good job as a parent to two young adults, and I have shared friendship with all whom I’ve met. I have been loved and influenced by many and looked down upon by just as many or more. I still find myself on the fringe of survival struggling to maintain my equanimity, for that is all I need. It has seen me through the hard times and sobered me through ecstasy. I travel the middle path of life which winds from one end of the spectrum to the other. Though I fend off bankruptcy at the moment, I had work to tire me today. I realize how rich I am just to have friends such as your selves, my Omnilove tribe and pod and a computer to type my thoughts on. Just having been born in America is reason enough to feel blessed by the gods of fate. Continuously emptying self and stuff along the way I find that I was and am perpetually full of my self and have enough. It has not been easy and I have not always been satisfied or content but I have been merely as such. Most likely I shall continue to be emptycloud. Not much.

So this tale I throw to the fire as I prepare to meet tomorrow with equanimity and friends such as you…………e