2/14/2024

91 million miles of room



It’s not too late for joy 

The dust of the afternoon has room to spare 

And then some 

The shallows of a human heart 

Make for easy wading 

It feels good on the feet 

Open the door 

Take to the cracks of the broken pavement 

It's not too late to break free 

Everything that makes a life golden 

Is already in your possession 

It’s not too late to find your own true north 

It’s not too late for joy 

Start right now 

-James Lee Jobe 



To give yourself up without regret is the greatest charity.

-Bodhidharma



The rains ends and even the sidewalks are clean

The sun escapes 

And is a golden crown on the sky 

An earthworm crosses the walkway to my house

There is nothing between him and the sun

Just 91 million miles of room

-James Lee Jobe



It is hard to be generous, disciplined, or patient if we are not fully present. If we are present and attentive, and our mind is flexible, we are more receptive to the environment around us.

-Judy Lief, “On the Contagious Power of Presence”



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James 


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