Drop by drop the snow pack dies, watering the arid lands below. |
Kamál (Perfection), 1 Jamál (Beauty), 165 B.E. - Monday, April 28, 2008 about 7:15 PM PDT It's about sunset here in Las Vegas. As I look out my living room window, I can see the setting sun reflecting off the clouds scattered across the blue sky. I just finished dealing with one folder in my yahoo e-mail box. I'm in the process of uncluttering my e-mail and my life. I had e-mail in that folder from 2006. Looking at the stuff I deleted caused me to ask myself a very important question. Why did I keep all that junk in the first place? I've been getting rid of a lot of stuff lately I don't know why I kept in the first place. The uncluttering process has caused to look at some of my ideas about myself and what I can or cannot do. Old e-mail in a folder is like outworn thoughts and ideas in the mind. They just take up room, but don't contribute to success. The stop a person from attempting to go beyond them. There for one has to get in and delete the concepts because they just cause one to procrastinate out of fear. Sunset lights the evening clouds outlines there edges with bright white light and shadows the middles with gray. It reminds me that sunset is the time of accounting the time to review the day and decide what can be done better tomorrow. |