The end of the day

At the end of the day.

There is nothing more to say.

Be grateful for what came with ease.

Wash away any thoughts which brought you to your knees.

Because at the end of the day…

It is only the self which you really need to please.

-K.K. Powell

Heart of stone

Walking along at around 10,000 feet on Mount Shasta I attempted to find the perfect heart shaped stone. You see, I have found many of them on my travels into various geographical locations. Usually while in nature, on a hike or while practicing yoga.

I was given a heart of red stone by a Native American whom I met on a hike in Sedona, Arizona. After a long talk about philosophy, we gave each other a hug. I did some yoga on a rock nearby while he played his flute. A lizard stood by, and watched me. Click on the hyperlink below to view.

Lizard video link Sedona, AZ
In my frequent drives into the Rocky Mountains of Colorado I would spend hours hiking into the forests. One day finding a rose quartz heart there while on a hike with Lulu.


While living by the Russian River in Cloverdale, California I would meditate by the river often after my yoga practice. One day an otter was upstream laying on his back on the other side of the river. He would look over periodically, and continue about his business while I carried on with my own. That same day I found a two heart shaped river stones… One large, one small.

While walking at the 10,000 feet at Mt. Shasta it felt right. The day before while at Lake Siskiyou, I looked down to find a lizard holding refuge under my shirt laying on a rock. When I picked my shirt back up, I did it carefully as I didn’t want to harm my visitor. I snapped a little picture, made sure the dog didn’t have him for a snack, and we were on our way.


The next day there was a chipmunk standing nearby stuffing his chubby cheeks watching as I wobbled back in forth in the intermittent gusts of winds in tree pose. I was feeling at one with nature, and had a good feeling I may find another heart stone.

When I looked down…
I did see a heart.
While it was surrounded by dirt, it looked perfect.
When I picked it up, it was just another abstract rock.

Then I remembered…

There is no perfect heart.
No perfect heart shaped stones.
The most perfect hearts are molded that way.
…and sometime the hearts covered in dirt, cracked, and imperfect are actually the best hearts.

As I walked along further I found many stones to form a heart.


Then I remembered, to form a good heart sometimes it takes not just one… But many to make it the best heart.

Thanks for the reminder Mt. Shasta.

-K.K. Powell

The tale of the two wolves

An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. “A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy.“It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil – he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.” He continued, “The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you – and inside every other person, too.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, “Which wolf will win?”

The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

Click on the hyperlink below if you would like to know more Native American stories. 

More native information, etc

Your cheating heart

This isn’t anything new. A lot of us women have been dealing with this bullshit for a long time. Hell this song is from the 1950’s, if that says anything. Meet a man, have some fun, and then find out he has a girlfriend, or a wife later. In some cases, some of us just happen to have the poor luck of being the wife who is being deceived. It’s certainly happened to me on both ends.
Nobody wants to be a home wrecker, and ain’t nobody really wants to be a part of deception. There really are no rules to this dating/relationships thing, but there has to be a mutual understanding, or even at the very least a common decency to respect the person you’re with. It’s called clear communication, owning your shit, and being an adult. Be strong enough to say quit when you got to quit. Save yourself the trouble, before you drive your woman crazy. Because that same woman will stop giving you sugar, and in turn dump some very different sugar in your gas tank.
-K.K. Powell

– It wasn’t God who made honky tonk angels… –

As I sit here tonight the jukebox playin’
The tune about the wild side of life
As I listen to the words you are sayin’
It brings memories when I was a trusting wife
It wasn’t God who made Honky Tonk angels
As you said in the words of your song
Too many times married men think they’re still single
That has caused many a good girl to go wrong
It’s a shame that all the blame is on us women
It’s not true that only you men feel the same
From the start most every heart that’s ever broken
Was because there always was a man to blame
It wasn’t God who made Honky Tonk angels
As you said in the words of your song
Too many times married men think they’re still single
That has caused many a good girl to go wrong
 -Kitty Wells

It’s all your perception

But my dear man, reality is only a Rorschach ink-blot, you know.

Alan Watts

I am not nearly on the same level as Alan Watts, but I did see this quote today which sparked my quote in response being-

One man’s sanity is another man’s insanity.

– K. K. Powell

I would have given my left arm to sit in a room with Alan Watts talking about different philosophies over a glass of wine.