Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Even When I Can't Explain Why

I've come to realize that the satisfaction that comes from obtaining desires is fleeting. What I really need is a lot more complicated: 

·         To keep my center and my balance.
·         To esteem myself and have the confidence to give others their due.
·         To be as wise as I can and to accept my imperfections.
·         To meet new people and try scary things.
·         To find joy in simple things and appreciate the extraordinary.
·         To live and to love whole-heartedly.
·         To remember that my soul is a fragment of the universe, like a tiny, shining star.
·         To admit when I am wrong and stand firm when it is important.
·         To choose function over style, fun over appearances, and authenticity over prestige.
·         To choose friends whose judgment I trust, people with integrity and kindness.
·         To surround myself with things that nourish my soul.
·         To allow that life has ups and downs. To appreciate the ups and remember that the downs are temporary.
·         To look people in the eye, pet dogs, smell the rain, pause for beauty, listen well, sleep deeply and live each moment as it comes.
·         To dream, but also to be present, here, now.
·         To release the past.
·         To be gentle with myself and others.
·         To remember that I cannot fix the sorrows of the world. They are not my responsibility.
·         To seek the good in everything.
·         To breathe when I'm scared.
·         To know that I cannot please everyone, and I shouldn't try.
·         To be myself.
·         To laugh when it's funny and when it's hard, but not be afraid to cry.
·         To ask for help when I need it. To give help when I'm needed.
·         To follow my heart even when I can't explain why.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

The Cure for Assholeness?

According to Brene Brown in Daring Greatly, we don't cure self-absorbed, grandiose unempathetic jerks by shaming them, or "cutting people down to size, reminding folks of their inadequacies and smallness. Shame is more likely to be the cause of these behaviors, not the cure." That is so hard to remember sometimes.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

The Keeper of My Soul

A pet is a soul-keeper, a safe place for the most sacred part of you: hopes and dreams and the secret notions of your heart. The part too tender and delicate to trust to other humans, who might trample it, toy with it or neglect it.
But a pet is not human. A pet is too pure to comprehend our muddled ways. For that, we need people, fellow-travelers on our convoluted human journey.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

On the Nature of Magic

"Guesses were all anyone had to go on, because a wizard only touched the magical world, he did not live in it: he lived above the surface and tried to make rules for what went on in that place only creatures like Balin could get to."
(from Chernevog by C.J. Cherryh)

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Cave Houses! Ooh!

I was meant to live in a cave. I feel it in my bones. My long-ago ancestors must have lived in them. And then, they ran out of caves and caveless people had to build houses: flimsy, ugly, standing stupidly on the plains, wind-whipped and leaky. Boring square walls, no hidden nooks and crannies. So constricting and practical. So...temporary. A cave, on the other hand, may be thousands, millions of years old, and contain echoes of all the people and animals that have lived there before. Check out these Cave Houses , or just Google it yourself.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

To Bleed Willingly and Joyfully

If in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be posessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.
When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, "I am in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody into the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

From The Prophet, by Kahlil Gibran

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Paying Taxes is like Cleaning the Bathroom…

I don’t like paying taxes, but I do it because I know that I have to. I also don’t like cleaning the bathroom, but I do that, too.
At tax time, I always groan and sigh. I want to keep more for myself. Of course I do. Just a little bit more, and I’d only spend it on good things like organic vegetables and running shoes…but still. I’m human, after all.
But when we make all of our decisions based on self-interest, we miss opportunities to make our world a better (and shinier) place.