Posts made in November, 2011

The Power and Prejudice in Our Stories

Posted by admin on Nov 26, 2011 in Mindfulness, Searching | 2 comments

I t is my 8 year old daughter that inspired this post.  The thought of writing about “our stories” has been on my list of post ideas (that are written on various post-it-notes and stored in a basket for a rainy day when I might just run out of ideas) for a while now, without me getting jazzed up to actually write it…until now that is!  I was driving my two mini Zen masters home from school last week, when my son saw a boy from his school walking home and made it a point to yell out to me, “MOM, that’s the boy in my school who is such a show off!”

Before I could glance over, my daughter pipes up in an exasperated way as only 8 year olds who are going on 25 can, and says to her brother, “That’s a real judgment and a label and plus you don’t know what his story is!” 

When I Grow Up Part VII: Excavating!

Posted by admin on Nov 22, 2011 in Mindfulness, Searching, When I Grow Up | 0 comments

Here it is!  It has taken a while coming.  The post it self has been written for ages but I needed to get comfortable sharing it.  Sit with the fears of what people might think…and befriend them also. It is the next step for me in reclaiming my own wholeness and embodying what I speak of or teach when I do workshops in Mindfulness.  We need to get comfortable with first of all learning to see all of ourselves…the parts that are hidden and most likely even outside of our own awareness for now. Eventually as we learn to see all of who we are, the acceptance will follow along and then we no longer need to hide anything to the world.  Our living our own truth with courage is inspiration enough!

What excavating have you done in your life?  What have you found? Send me your stories of courage!

“Encapsulated”!  This really is a great sounding word.  I heard it used last October when a reporter on CNN used it to describe the experience of the Chilean miners who were trapped underground for 69 days before being rescued.  Those of you who watched these events unfold will remember the care that was required in drilling a tunnel to reach the miners trapped more than 600 meters underground. Any false moves during this process could have resulted in a further disaster of the entire area perhaps collapsing on top of the trapped miners.  Excavation needed to happen carefully and precisely to prevent further damage.

I have found that it sort of works the same way when we are doing our own personal excavating of our own lives. 

Hunger Without A Name

Posted by admin on Nov 6, 2011 in Mindfulness, Poetry, Searching | 0 comments

There is this hunger I have lately. It’s here making itself known in every moment like an intrusive visitor.  When I pay attention, draw it close and tune in, it intensifies, ravenous, raw and burning as if I have not eaten for days or even lifetimes. 

I Want To Know

Posted by admin on Nov 5, 2011 in Poetry, Searching | 0 comments

What does happiness look like?
I want to know
Does the sun always shine bright behind the clouds?
What is behind the darkness that has settled over my heart?
Is it temporary too…as they say all things are?

What is temporary?
I want to know
Is temporary measured in hours or days or years or seasons?
Is it constant? Does it come and go as it pleases?
When and how will I know?

How will I know?
When the waiting is done?
When it’s time to dream again?
When I peel off a layer, that another one will not make itself known?

How will I know?
When what I thought I knew, is no longer true
When truth takes on many faces,
And I haven’t a clue,
On just who to be or what to do?

What will I do?
When the “I” that thought it knew itself
Reflects back another “I” and another “I”
And a thousand parts that make the whole,
Reflect back  me that is also you!