Healthy Tips: Let’s Lower the Temperature

Make time and space to blow off steam. What do you do to decrease stress? Whether it’s meditation, journaling, walking, or something else, make a daily habit of doing something proactively to manage your stress. Source

Note: You know what happens when a tea pot begins to boil, it lets off steam. If there were no escape outlet for the steam, the tea point would eventually explode. We witness this happening in tragic human events across the globe. We can find a healthy way to lower the temperature reducing stress and at the same time provide ourselves with some health benefits. Walking, jogging, or any other physical activity is a good choice.

Green Mountain ~ A Poem by Li Po

Green Mountain

Li Po

You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain;
I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care.
As the peach-blossom flows down stream
and is gone into the unknown,
I have a world apart that is not among men.

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Alone Looking at the Mountain ~ A Poem by Li Po

Alone Looking at the Mountain

Li Po

All the birds have flown up and gone;
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other –
Only the mountain and I.

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It’s All There Waiting for You

“Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.” ~ Marcus Aurelius

The Sun ~ A Poem by Mary Oliver

The Sun

Mary Oliver

Have you ever seen
anything
in your life
more wonderful

than the way the sun,
every evening,
relaxed and easy,
floats toward the horizon

and into the clouds or the hills,
or the rumpled sea,
and is gone–
and how it slides again

out of the blackness,
every morning,
on the other side of the world,
like a red flower

streaming upward on its heavenly oils,
say, on a morning in early summer,
at its perfect imperial distance–
and have you ever felt for anything
such wild love–
do you think there is anywhere, in any language,
a word billowing enough
for the pleasure

that fills you,
as the sun
reaches out,
as it warms you

as you stand there,
empty-handed–
or have you too
turned from this world–

or have you too
gone crazy
for power,
for things?

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Nature ~ A Poem by Emily Dickinson

Nature

Emily Dickinson

“Nature” is what we see—
The Hill—the Afternoon—
Squirrel—Eclipse— the Bumble bee—
Nay—Nature is Heaven—
Nature is what we hear—
The Bobolink—the Sea—
Thunder—the Cricket—
Nay—Nature is Harmony—
Nature is what we know—
Yet have no art to say—
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity.

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A Haiku by Basho

I am one
Who eats his breakfast,
Gazing at the morning-glories.

– Basho

Butterflies ~ A Poem by Haniel Long

Butterflies

Haniel Long

There will be butterflies,
There will be summer skies
And flowers upthrust,
When all that Caesar bids,
And all the pyramids
Are dust.

There will be gaudy wings
Over the bones of things,
And never grief:
Who says that summer skies,
Who says that butterflies,
Are brief?

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The Comet ~ A Poem by Albert Durant Watson

The Comet

Albert Durant Watson

SPECTRAL, mysterious, flame-like thing
  Cleaving the western night,
Waking from chrysalis-dream to fling
Out of thy spirit’s long chastening
  Far-flashing streams of light,

Tell us thy thought of the things that are;
  How doth the morning sing?
What hast thou seen in the worlds afar?
Tell us thy dream, O thou silvery star,
  Bird with the white-flame wing.

What though the glow of thy fading ray
  Dim and elusive seem,
Constant thou art to the sun’s bright sway
Faithful and true in thy tireless way,
  True in thy spectral gleam.

Rising anew from thine ancient pyre,
  Vapour and dust thy frame,
Still art thou Psyche, the soul’s desire,
Wingless, save when from reefs of fire
  Mounting in shaft of flame.

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We should not mind so small a flower 

We should not mind so small a flower 

By Emily Dickinson

We should not mind so small a flower 

Except it quiet bring

Our little garden that we lost

Back to the Lawn again –

So spicy her Carnations nod –

So drunken, reel her Bees –

So silver, steal a hundred flutes

From out a hundred trees –

That whoso sees this little flower

By faith, may clear behold

The Bobolinks around the throne

And Dandelions gold.

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