August 13 2018 24,930

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On this earth’s turning:
For just twenty-four thousand
Nine hundred – thirty.

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This is the first time I have calculated the number of days I have faced into the sun this incarnation. It is a paltry number in the scheme of things – isn’t it. Doing the numbers crunching gives perspective.
Rather than consider the number of days – a more helpful perspective might be in relationship to accomplishment. This however is a bit more difficult to calculate.
Yes, I could list degrees and grades in school. Yes, I could list occupations. Yes, I could list children and grandchildren. Any number of lists are possible to create and to a very small extent are accurate in sharing data.
But in the end – it is all just data.
The change from data to life must have at it’s core, the heart.
How many days I have lived is not so important as how I have lived. Numbers of family and friends in my life is not so important as relationship with those in my life. Degrees and class grades are not so important as what has been carried out using those accomplishments.

When I look back and when I look forward – then when I simultaneously stand in the moment – what I feel in all directions when in peaceful center gives perspective to consider most deeply.

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In waking, eating, working, dreaming, sleeping,
Serving, meditating, chanting, divinely loving,
My soul constantly hums, unheard by any:

God! God! God! 

last stanza of poem by 

Paramahansa Yogananda

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I do not know the source of this image

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