Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I’ve ever known-
Who are you?
A simple question, asked so very often, implying that there is actually a plausible answer. Almost as if our being were a fixed “thing” …
Who am I?
The irony that lies neatly at the heart of this question, is that the more we seek to identify who we are, the more fragile we are likely to become. The emphasis shouldn’t be on discovering who we are but on creating what we would like to experience in life.
Who defines you?
Our identity should be seen as an evolving process, rather than a static snapshot in time. Embrace a flowing sense of self – You.
How different would life be, if rather than asking who am I … We contemplated how we’d like to engage and live – Life?
Moderation in all things, especially moderation-
We know meditation is good for our souls. Or do we …
Each and every day, we have 24 precious hours available to us to meditate, and yet … We consciously choose to divert our attention elsewhere … Oh look! A dove!
A quick show of hands: Did you post something on FaceTube today? Binge watching House of Cards while at work? Stand in queue for ten minutes waiting for a latte? Drive to work and park as close as you could to the entrance? If you answered “yes” to any of these questions, as I certainly did, then we did have some time today …
Dear Readers(s), you are not alone. I struggled for the longest time to establish and maintain a consistent meditation practice. Despite its simplicity, meditation practice is actually hard work, paying attention and being mindful and all.
All kidding aside, meditation is an incredibly important skill to develop. Yup, a skill – Like folding clothes and picking out the best bottle of $5 wine, a skill that takes time to develop.
Even one minute spent meditating is more than none. Be sure to double-check my math … Have a brilliant weekend my friends and please take care!
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen Hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Appreciate your friends. Continue to learn. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is-
What is the one word that is often most overused and the least understood practicing yoga – anything? Intention.
Setting an intention is a mentality that demands, demands that we live in a way that prompts an “As if…” approach to living. Rather than the convenient “What if…” approach to living.
Being mindful, centers on being in the moment, putting aside attachments to past Read the rest of this entry »
The reason I talk to myself is because I’m the only one whose answers I accept-
These truths are a compass leading us along the path of our lives: When we open our eyes, listen to our hearts and scream our truth(s) out loud for all to hear and witness? We find Balance and Center.
Once we find our true path and own it, the key words being Own It – Own your Path. Only then can we set about creating a definitive experience of our sense of place, our sense of identity and our sense of purpose in this beautiful world.
Through seeking purpose, we find identity. With identity, we find our true purpose.
The alternate approach to Owning Your Path … Is waiting. Waiting will only engender suffering, the suffering of longing to be “better” and grasping at a You, that simply does not exist.
If I can see pain in your eyes then share with me your tears. If I can see joy in your eyes then share with me your smile-
Contemplating a post from last week …
“Why doesn’t this school bus hurry up and get the out of my way!?!“
I used to utter the above words driving home from work, almost on a daily basis, years ago. What is standing in your way this morning? Soccer moms dropping their kids off at school? Cyber Monday deals overwhelming you? Maybe its unrelenting impatience, an addiction to “distraction“.
Maybe it’s just you? You, without a clear sense of center or balance. You, who unwittingly invites and creates chaos in your life.
At one point during the bhagavad gita, Arjuna asks to see Krishna’s true face. Arjuna is treated with a vision and myriad forms of the deity, ranging from the average (albeit beatific in a bright blue hue) form of Krishna, to the thousand faced god who is creator, maintainer, destroyer and “some” other things. Arjuna becomes terrified at this and pleads with Krishna to return to what is Arjuna’s “normal”.
This moment brilliantly captures the metaphor and experience(s) of looking inside ourselves. Arjuna is, in part, looking at his own reflection. By looking deep inside ourselves, we are able to see with clear vision all that we are, for good or ill … By contrast and reflection, all that we can be. This is the setting aside of self-deception to see our own personal truth.
Witnessing the truth of the self is a doorway to freedom … Allow me to hold the door for you …
Gobble – Gobble my Dear Readers!
Dreams and restless thoughts came flowing to him from the river, from the twinkling stars at night, from the sun’s melting rays. Dreams and a restlessness of the soul came to him-
During my studies with Rolf Sovik, PsyD this past weekend, I started to-day dream. I could cast blame on the beautifully clear class ceiling, allowing my eyes to wander the crisp blue sky. A handful of doves flying about carelessly to stay warm. To provide further context for this post, we were discussing teaching and learning – What follows are the notes I took detailing my little day dreaming field trip.
We are all subject to the voices in our head, I should know, seeing that I am an expert in this field of study. These inner “voices” tend to amplify our programmed lives, dial cranked to 11 – The old mix tapes that keep us stuck in a consistent loop, playing back the conscious and unconscious sides of our lives.
In the Bhagavad Gita, a conversation between Arjuna and Krishna is narrated by Sanjaya, who is charioteer to the blind king Dhritarashtra and gifted with clairaudience; which is the ability to see and hear the occurrence of events at an immense distance. Sanjaya, to me, represents our inner intuition. Sanjaya is the voice that informs the metaphorical blind of the truth, as it is, rather than as it might be interpreted or distorted.
By listening to our true-selves, rather than reading from a tired distorted script, an old mix tape … or worse yet, a “best of the 80’s” power ballads mix tape gifted to you long ago. By listening to our true-selves we experience the authentic “sides” of our lives.
A dove alighting on a tin chimney prompted me to learn myself, anew.