• Teach Your Children Well

    Sunday, August 10, 2014 No tags Permalink

    I had two very different conversations about children this weekend.  Both conversations were with men, and both men had children who are young adults.  It’s amazing to me to see the various ways people react to their children growing up.

    One thing I hear about is fear.  Not just fear for their child who is going out into the world, but fear for themselves.  People are afraid of feeling old, of being alone, or worst of all, being left alone with their spouse.  A lot of the “empty nest syndrome” comes from the panic that arises when you realize you actually have to deal with your husband/wife without the distraction of your children living in your home.  Using your kids as a smoke screen is unfair to them, your spouse, and to you.  Whether we know it or not, we are constantly teaching our children how to live and how to conduct ourselves in relationships.  They’re like little sponges, soaking up and internalizing all that they hear and see.  Or don’t hear and see, as the case may be.

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  • This Gift

    Monday, July 28, 2014 No tags Permalink

     

    “People get into a heavy-duty sin and guilt trip, feeling that if things are going wrong, that means that they did something bad and they are being punished. That’s not the idea at all. The idea of karma is that you continually get the teachings that you need to open your heart. To the degree that you didn’t understand in the past how to stop protecting your soft spot, how to stop armoring your heart, you’re given this gift of teachings in the form of your life, to give you everything you need to open further.” ― Pema Chödrön

    There’s so much going on in just this one little paragraph, I don’t know where to begin. Firstly, I love Pema Chodron. She speaks to my heart and soul. However, I’m not Buddhist. I’m not really anything anymore, but I was raised United Methodist. (It was the only approved religion in the town I grew up in, but I’ll save that for another post.) Garrison Keilor once said of the United Methodists, “We make fun of Methodists for their blandness, their excessive calm, their fear of giving offense, their lack of speed, and also for their secret fondness for macaroni and cheese.” He hit the nail on the head here, largely because he is a Methodist. I still know one when I see it.  I call it the religion of potlucks. And I do love me some macaroni and cheese. The real stuff. But I digress, as usual. You’d think I’m a Catholic, for the number of guilt trips I take . (No offense intented to Catholics or Catholicism here.) I spent most of this weekend taking a nice, long guilt trip. It wasn’t very fun.

    I’m constantly examining everything in my life, attempting to figure out what it’s trying to teach me. Most of the time, I just don’t know. According to Pema, they’re there to open my heart and teach me how to stop protecting my soft spot. I literally cringe when I think of that. Clearly, I have some work to do.

     

    Excerpted from the chapter “The Love That Will Not Die,” from When Things Fall Apart by Pema Chodron:

     

    In the midst of loneliness, in the midst of fear. In the middle of feeling misunderstood and rejected is the heartbeat of all things…

    …the genuine heart of sadness.

    Just as a jewel that has been buried in the Earth for a million years is not discolored or harmed, in the same way this noble heart is not affected by all of our kicking and screaming. The jewel can be brought out into the light at any time and it will glow as brilliantly as if nothing had ever happened.

    No matter how committed we are to unkindness, selfishness or greed, the genuine heart of bodhicitta [wakeful human nature] cannot be lost. It is here in all that lives, never marred and completely whole.

    We think that by protecting ourselves from suffering, we are being kind to ourselves. The truth is we only become more fearful, more hardened and more alienated. We experience ourselves as being separate from the whole. This separateness becomes like a prison for us—a prison that restricts us to our personal hopes and fears, and to caring only for the people nearest to us.

    Curiously enough, if we primarily try to shield ourselves from discomfort, we suffer. Yet, when we don’t close off, when we let our hearts break, we discover our kinship with all beings.

    His Holiness The Dalai Lama describes two kind of selfish people—the wise and the unwise. Unwise selfish people only think of themselves—and the result is confusion and pain. Wise selfish people know that the best thing they can do for themselves is to be there for others. As a result, they experience joy.

    When we see a woman and her child begging on the street, when we see a man mercilessly beating his terrified dog, when we see a teenager who has been badly beaten, or see fear in the eyes of a child…do we turn away because we can’t bear it? Most of us probably do.

    Someone needs to encourage us not to brush aside what we feel. Not to be ashamed of the love and grief that it arouses in us. Not to be afraid of pain.

    Someone needs to encourage us: that this soft spot in us could be awakened, and that to do this would change our lives.

    The practices of Tonglen, sending and receiving, is designed to awaken bodhicitta. To put us in touch with genuine noble heart. It is a practice of taking in pain, and sending out pleasure, and therefore completely turns around our well-established habit of doing just the opposite.

    Tonglen is a practice of creating space. Ventilating the atmosphere of our lives, so that people can breathe freely and relax. Whenever we encounter suffering in any form, the Tonglen instruction is to breathe it in with the wish that everyone could be free of pain. Whenever we encounter happiness in any form, the instruction is to breathe it out, send it out with the wish that everyone could feel joy.

    It a practice that allows people to feel less burdened and less cramped, a practice that shows us how to love without conditions.

     

    Rather than letting our negativity get the better of us, we could acknowledge that right now we feel like a piece of shit and not be squeamish about taking a good look.”
    ― Pema Chödrön, When Things Fall Apart: Heart Advice for Difficult Times

  • Hygge

    Friday, June 20, 2014 No tags Permalink

    VejleThis is in the fjord town of Vejle, Denmark. It’s near the UNESCO World Heritage Viking rune stones at Jelling.  I’d love to see the rune stones, then head north to Grenå and visit my grandfather’s hometown.  Sigh.  Maybe someday.  Although I’m not a big believer in “someday” because “someday” never comes.

    I love the Danish concept of hygge. In essence, hygge means creating a nice, warm atmosphere and enjoying the good things in life with good people around you. Danes are often considered the happiest people on Earth.  It’s because they know that happiness is so much more than money.  It’s being healthy, being able to take care of yourself, and having good times with those that you love.  Sounds simple enough, right?  Somehow, it’s taken me years as an adult to get to that point.  Or closer to that point.  Some days are better than others, but the general trend is in the right direction.

    So until I make it to see the rune stones, I carry my own rune around with me every day.  Earlier this spring, I decided to get a tattoo.  OK, another tattoo.  Not many people have seen my fleur de lis tattoo.

    inguz2 It’s the Viking rune Inguz (Ing) and it concerns new beginnings. It is also a rune of transitions  calls for us to leave the past and matters of previous situations behind us. This powerful rune implies mental and emotional strength – the strength needed to achieve completion of a task or phase. They symbol is also associated with the Norse goddess Freya. She is the goddess of love, beauty, sexuality, fertility, wealth, divination and magic.

    I love it and I Iove the symbolism behind it.  What’s funny is that my mother is going to flip out once she sees it.  When I told her that I had gotten the fleur de lis tattoo she said, “What would you want to do that for?”  That’s code in her lingo that means “I think that is incredibly stupid and I am upset with you but I”m not going to say that I’m upset with you.”  Usually she reserves such things as when I told her that I was getting a divorce ( a big no-no in my family) or that I probably never getting married again (even worse in her book).   I just smile and remind her than I’m an adult, with an adult child of my own.  I’ve got a good job, good health, and I take care of myself.  I know that it’s just her own way of worrying about me and really a projection of her own fears.

  • Let Go

    Saturday, June 14, 2014 No tags Permalink

    I’m not always so good at letting go of what no longer serves me. I’ve gotten great at unburdening myself of all the physical things that were weighing me down.  Most all of the excess belongings in my life are gone.  My life in the physical realm is fairly streamlined, but mentally, I’ve got a closet full of junk. Better yet, a mind full of junk. I’ve clung to ideas and beliefs that no longer serve me.  In fact, quite the opposite. These beliefs are holding me back and keeping me from living the life I want.

    Among other changes, I want to (re)discover a feeling of fearless love, toward life and toward myself and toward the passion and willingness to be vulnerable and caring that have led to the best things in my life. Somewhere along the line, fear sneaked in, snatched that away, and sabotaged the good. I want it back.


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  • Thank you

    Sunday, June 8, 2014 No tags Permalink

    When life is sweet say thank you and celebrate. And when life is bitter say thank you and grow.

    That’s most excellent advice. Lately I’ve been celebrating and growing.  Above all, I have been saying thank you. Every. Single. Day. Thank you for the blessings. Thank you for the lessons.

    “I have faced many challenges in my life. Some, a little more recent than those which have gone before them.

    Nevertheless, with each new day—and, no matter how I may feel—I smile in the biggest and most special sort of ways. For you see, these days, I am smiling because I am grateful—grateful to simply greet and embrace each and every single one of my days.

    And though, my mobility may be just a bit wobbly at times…like the bird, my wings are formed each time I leap from ‘life’s cliff’ and always before my feet hit the ground.

    I take great comfort in this, most gentle ‘knowing’—this understanding, that no matter what, I’ll be, always, okay.” -Ray Bradbury

    I just read an article about Ray Bradbury. I had no idea he was a Zen Buddhist. I remember finding one of my older brother’s Ray Bradbury books when I was about 8 or 9. I was desperate for something to read. Anything. I’d already read every single thing in the house including the dictionary, the phone book, and the deed to my parents house that went back to the time of the Indians. I decided to read whatever this stupid book was, because it was better than nothing. In my mind it had to be a stupid book because it was my big brother’s book. I can’t say for certain, but I think it was Farenheit 451 that I read first. I had an expansive vocabulary for an 8 year-old, but I’m sure some of the book went over my head at the time.  When I read it again as an adult, I was shocked at the subtleties that I’d missed the first time around. Life experiences can teach you things that an extensive vocabulary cannot. 

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  • You Learn {Poetry}

    Tuesday, June 3, 2014 No tags Permalink

    It’s poetry Tuesday. I first learned to love poetry in 8th grade AP English Literature class.  I think I can still recite some of the poems that my teacher made us memorize.

    Poetry is the clothing of words. It shows you things that naked, raw words on their own can’t tell you as effectively.

    You Learn

    After a while you learn the subtle difference
    Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

    And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
    And company doesn’t mean security.

    And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
    And presents aren’t promises,

    And you begin to accept your defeats
    With your head up and your eyes open
    With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,

    And you learn to build all your roads on today
    Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
    And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.

    After a while you learn…
    That even sunshine burns if you get too much.

    So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
    Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

    And you learn that you really can endure…

    That you really are strong

    And you really do have worth…

    And you learn and learn…

    With every good-bye you learn.

    – Jorge Luis Borges

    buy your own flowersWhy wait for someone to buy you flowers when you can buy them for yourself?  🙂 And yes,  sunshine burns if you get too much; just ask my pink tummy after this past weekend.  However, I don’t think Borges meant that in such a literal sense.   It does make me think of this line by F. Scott Fitzgerald: “Too much of anything is bad, but too much Champagne is just right.” Is there such a thing as too much Champagne?  I think not.  😉

  • Your Assignment

    Wednesday, May 28, 2014 No tags Permalink

    challenging people

    View challenging people as your assignment. Ask yourself: What is this person meant to teach me?” Every person in our lives has a lesson to teach. Some lessons include: to become stronger, to be more communicative, to trust intuition, to be more self-loving, to know when to let go, to be nothing like this person!

    I read this earlier today and it really  made me think.  I spent some time recalling some of the more “challenging” people who have been in my life.  Wow, that was fun.  Not just fun, but F-U-N.  One of the best things that I realized is that these  “challenging” people are no longer in my life. Is “challenging” supposed to be a euphemism for something much more descriptive that would include a long string of swear words?  I digress.

    This past weekend I was talking with a much younger friend.  The subject of age came up.  This friend is nearly 15 years younger than I am.  I told her that I would much rather be my age than be 30 again.  Why? One of the reasons is that by now I have learned a lot of the tougher lessons in life. Have I learned all of them?  Not by a long shot.  I’m nowhere near foolish enough to believe that.

    I do believe that everyone who comes into our life teaches us a lesson, not just challenging people.  Lessons don’t have to be bad.  They don’t have to be painful.  Some can be beautiful.  For that, I am eternally grateful.

  • Mistakes

    Tuesday, January 1, 2013 No tags Permalink

    “I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.

    Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.

    So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.

    Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.

    Make your mistakes, next year and forever.”

    -Neil Gaiman
    For far too long, I was afraid of making mistakes.  Did that stop me from making them?  Absolutely not.  In reality, it kept me from two things, and two things only:
    1. That which I truly loved.
    2. Learning anything from the mistakes that I did make.  (And I made some doozies!)

    So this year, I commit myself to make more mistakes.  That should be easy enough, right? 😉