A decidedly perfect summer’s day in August. The kind of late summer’s day that brings Minnesotans out to revel in the celebration of summer’s end with music and laughter. Festivals abound, grills fired up a’blazing and bikes fill the street. One quiet corner, a bus rolls to a stop and roars on. I am left alone to marvel in the magestic light bouncing off an abandoned building and the stillness and warmth of the ending day. These moments are the treasured.
|It’s not the dazzling voice that makes a singer. Or clever stories that make a writer. It’s having a dream and wanting to live it so greatly that one would rather move with it and “fail” than succeed in another realm. You so have what it takes,
What’s your dream? Share it with others. Speak it. Live it. Be a yes for openings because each yes is a directional step creating momentum and experience toward our dreams.
We create our world every time we open our mouths. Pay attention to what you are we speaking for and what you are standing for. If you are not sure look around at the people and experiences surrounding you. Are they supporting who you are and what you are committed to? Surround yourselves with people who will help you reach your goals. Push hard and know that as long as you are in action you are moving in the direction you are speaking. It starts with a step.
You got this!
Take it all in. Push the pedal, take roads unfamiliar. See where it takes you. There is an adventure around every turn. Take the wheel, set your sights and be willing to get lost. It’s when we think we are most lost, we realize what we have found. Remember speedy, you are the mentor you seek. Zoom, zoom!
People hurt us. Unconsciously or consciously, we get hurt.
In order to forgive, really forgive, we need to try and stop identifying ourselves with the suffering caused. It’s easy to feel the cause and effect of anothers’ action. “They did that to me resulting in this….” But it’s more than that.
Many times people don’t know they are hurting others. They are so self-absorbed and self-focused they do things unaware of the consequences to others. Currently I see so many people in a fog of numbness or a swell of survival. In the last day I’ve seen two people drive through a red light, completely unaware. Fortunately, oncoming traffic was far enough away to avoid any crash. People are emotionally exhausted and I hear more talk about what kind of jobs people can get override what they actually want to do. We are in a duck and cover mode of operation. It is easy for the hurts to emerge and the anger about how someone or something outside of myself had thrown me off my road. It is easy to get angry at those perceived to stop up, keep us down, or wrongly take actions that have altered our future.
So what does it take to forgive? What perspective can serve me?
If I believe I am the world I walk through, that I see the world as I am, for my conscious awareness, then why would there be a victim? How could there? I believe that life reflects me back to me like a mirror. This awareness has served me well. Even when that reflection does not fit my pictures I know there is only on thing happening…nothing outside of myself. I see the world as I am not as it is.
I have never looked back in my life and thought “I have learned nothing from that.” Not to say I haven’t had traumatic experiences. Experiences that I am still feeling the emotional repercussions from. But I stand today knowing that those people were not doing TO ME. We all have our paths, our journeys, our experiences. We are all part of each others learning scenario. It is not personal—it never is really. It’s a dance…we are all players. People and experiences so up for GOOD. There is no other way of the universe. We as humans have the ability, and predisposition to filter, choose, spin, manipulate, judge, etc. What if we lived these moments saying “it is what it is” and move on. Knowing the perfection of the “all of it”. What if we truly saw ourselves in one interdependent and connected web? We would see the “I” in the homeless man, or the corporate embezzler or the Maya Angelou, or lonely child.
We are connected to all of it. When we shed tears for others we are in touch with that spiritual fact.
Take only what you need from it.
Everyone says kids are great teachers–and I’ve always believed it. But once you actually have one, you get lessons on a much deeper level than imagined. Enjoy yourself. Take only what you need. Watching this little guy drink milk till full and turn to a deep peaceful sleep is the best stress relief ever invented. All my molecules rearrange and reinvent themselves. I am born new. Like falling in love, nothing else matters and everything else matters. A profound silence is awakened and I am reminded who I am at a core, while staring into the stranger inside me that’s been lurking this last decade struggling to find the voice that once screamed in a primitive curiosity will al the time in the world ahead of me.
This boy. He is my legacy. Not as an ego—because I am not there—but as a conversation. We are in a dance of rearranging atoms….sharing, influencing, loving, expanding. We are all one. I leave behind this Being, teaching all that I can through my exploration with him, for him. because of him in hopes he will know who he is and why he is here. He is teaching me what matters most is the moments shared.
I remember projects done for the exploration, the joy, the expression, the expansion of myself and others, what is created and the relationships of everyone involved. That is what got me up in the morning and had me engage so fully into every moment. they were ALL first moments……right now, right now, right now. I had a can do approach to everything and nothing was left out. Somewhere along the line it changed. I got caught up in the current of to do, must do, and can’t do.
I look at the sweet face of this new life in front f me and I see that creation, that expression, that moment to moment rearrangement of atoms staring back at me and I am set free.
Enjoy yourself. Take only what you need from it.
My power today lies in practice. My life is a work of art in progress and my purpose is worthy of appreciation, attention, and effort. I’m validated by doing my best to fulfill my intention ….take pride in my work. I am empowered by a vested interest in what’s possible.
Practice, progress and purpose. My life is moving so fast and so slow at the same time. How can that be? So much to do–I feel an urgency to keep all the plates in the air. Racing thoughts keep me up at night. Lifetimes merge. My soul cries for solitude, peace and space…. interruption by my head says no. No time, no time.
I must have died suddenly in a past life–or spent my days and nights locked up in a real or perceived cage. Religiously persecuted or gender restrained. I crawl out of my skin with ideas that fall like pennies from heaven.
Hmmmmm real or perceived cage. The more things change they stay the same. Cages still exist— jobs, mortgages, health and wellness, history. I’m empowered because I say so.
“He told Yogi Krishnan of his hunger for wealth and obsession with work. He revealed, with great emotion, his inner turmoil and the crisis of spirit he had experienced when the once bright light of his life began to flicker in the winds of an out-of-balance lifestyle.”
“I too have walked this path,my friend. I too have felt the pain you have felt. Yet I have learned that everything happens for a reason, ” offered Yogi Krishnan sympathetically. “Every event has a purpose and every setback its lesson. I have realized that failure, whether of the personal , professional or even spiritual kind, is essential to personal expansion. It brings inner growth and a whole host of psychic rewards. Never regret your past. Rather, embrace it as the teacher that it is.” -excerpt from “The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari” by Robin Sharma