For your soul,
take a rest.
The calm of your mind
will buffer the storm.
One step at a time,
move forward.
8.21.2025
Tag: journey
Jug
Where do you contain yourself?
Notice the flow of the air,
the clarity of your vision,
and the range of your freedom.
Remember the law of Koi fish,
and keep on swimming.
8.20.2025
Dishes
Laminar flow of water breaks on an oval ceramic dish.
With a press on top of the dish soap bottle, the dish is lathered in transparent, bubbly soap.
Scrapes of food fall off the dish by rubbing with a sponge.
As the laminar flow of clear water washes away
the transparent bubbles, the crumbs of food, and smears of oily sauce,
a nakedly clean dish surfaces, dripping with drops of water.
8.19.2025
Hope
The walls are high,
and the fog is thick.
I have a pencil in my hand,
and the world asks a question.
The candle is burning,
and the dark night is falling.
Do not stray from the question.
Face it head on.
8.18.2025
Deeper
Take the time to look into the details.
Do what you need to do now.
Make the first step, and the rest will follow.
It will be alright.
8.17.2025
Deeper
Take the time to look into the details.
Do what you need to do now.
Make the first step, and the rest will follow.
It will be alright.
8.17.2025
Unbreakable
Focus.
Now is the time for focus.
Remember why you started.
Keep a tight grip,
and clear your vision.
8.16.2025
Pace
All of the mistakes taught you a lesson.
They are your only teachers.
Create your own pace,
and believe in it.
The weight of the creation is only yours to bear.
Remember your promises.
Keep going forward.
8.15.2025
Consistent
Memory is sticky.
It stays with you even when you thought you have outrun it.
In the moments of torrential rain
or de-moisturizing heat of the blazing sun,
it will stay with you.
So I wrote it a letter,
explaining why I had to move forward.
I explained that thanks to the memories,
those that shined brightly,
and those that hurt the most,
I now know where to go.
So the memory listened and remembered what I said.
8.13.2025
Cleaning
Like a film of dusts layering on a desk
on a summer afternoon,
before you notice what has happened,
your hands are darkened with smears.
So you must clean,
a ritual after a ritual,
to renew yourself as you move forward.
8.12.2025
Ralph with Coffee 
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