It Wasn’t In Books. It Wasn’t In

It Wasn’t In Books. It Wasn’t In A Church. What I Needed To Know Was Out There In The World.

Sometimes During The Day, I Consciously Focus On Some Ordinary Object And Allow Myself A Momentary "paying-attention." This Paying-attention Gives Meaning To My Life. I Don't Know Who It Was, But Someone Said That Careful Attention Paid To Anything Is A Window Into The Universe. Pausing To Think This Way, Even For A Brief Moment, Is Very Important. It Gives Quality To My Day.

All I Really Need To Know... I Learned In Kindergarten.

Anything Not Worth Doing Is Worth Not Doing Well.

The Indian Danced On Alone. The Crowd Clapped Up The Beat. The Indian Danced With A Chair. The Crowd Went Crazy. The Band Faded. The Crowd Cheered. The Indian Held Up His Hands For Silence As If To Make A Speech. Looking At The Band And Then The Crowd, The Indian Said, "well, What're You Waiting For? Let's Dance.