Monday, May 23, 2011

Sugar Plum Fairies

     My beautiful, talented "little" sister graduated from college today.  I'd like to say I had some startling moment where I realized she'd gone from my baby sister to a young woman, but quite honestly, there was no such dramatic moment.  My sister has just ... continued to become herself.  When she was wee, she was .... herself.  Now she is still herself, with a college degree.  I know she has a lot of gifts to bring to the kids in her future classroom, and that she will touch many lives because she has conviction, passion, and kindness.  And she's really, really pretty.


     If there's anything worthwhile I can say to you, sister, it's found in the same words I hope to raise my own daughter with.  Especially in the trenches of education, Land of Egos... over my years I've found it boils down largely to this: "All we have to do, is be brave, and be kind" -The National
  
     Welcome to the beauty of the great unknown!  Congratulations, what a wonderful time, when all your possibilities are shining like sugar plums waiting to be plucked.  College grads, love your limbo!

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

The Consciousness Challenge

     Yesterday we talked about bringing awareness into the tedious parts of our lives.  Did you make your list? Here's my daily activities, hateful ones in red, tedious ones in yellow, things I like or love in green:
Shower
Dry hair
Makeup (sometimes w/ baby, sometimes without)
Snuggle, bottle, Sesame Street with baby
Dressing/brushing teeth (both of us)
Running around gathering everything 
Drive to daycare
Dropoff
Drive to work, an hour

     I don't think I can get rid of dropoff at daycare, so I have to accept that as what it is.  There are plenty of yellows for me to consciously try to bring my attention into: Dressing, brushing teeth, running around gathering everything, and driving to work.
     Post your lists!

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Challenge: Change

     Oh Tama Kieves, I love you, why did you come into my life?  All these years I have been jockeying myself into my dream job, thinking I loved the content of my work but not the job itself.  All these years I have been filling out my "red" and "green" cards a la Marcus Buckingham, filing my "strengths" and "weaknesses" into little red and green piles.  All these years I have been working and re-working the framework of my life: my job responsibilities, my clients, my colleagues, my continuing education, my location.  Rearranging all the components in the expectation that one day, I will wake up, leap out of bed with fiery passion for my work.  Guess what?! In October, I scored my dream job.  Guess what else? I still hit the snooze button with all the fiery passion I should be using to leap out of bed.

                                                                        Fail.

     I remember that fiery passion feeling. I've had it before - when teaching kids in a 1:1 setting. Just me, a kid, and potential for change and growth.  I've had it when introducing women to the mystery and bliss of pole dancing for the first time.  I've had it when giving a workshop and seeing the entire paradigm of people's ideas about teaching and children drop out from under them.  You know it too, I bet.  The rush. Time sliding by, unnoticed.  The tingling aliveness under your skin and through your body.  The seamless transition from moment to moment.  Powerful.  Alive.

     Thanks to This Time I Dance, I'm itchy.  That itch that keeps you awake at night, scratching until you bleed.  No amount of packages of frozen peas or other temporary salves can make this itch go away.  I see a future filled with outer purpose that fuels my soul, and I want it.   I don't even have the skill set for it - I haven't danced in years, I'm a lousy photographer, and my writing is less than organized and inspirational.  I want it anyway.  How do I get there? I need skills, I need marketability, I need a life coach (MOM!)

   Until I can secure my mom's services, I open my favorite guidebook, A New Earth.   I hit this page right away.  It is a long passage, but can it help us bridge the gap between what our outer actions look like now, and the blissful future vision?

"Here is a spiritual practice that will bring empowerment and creative expansion into your life. 
 Make a list of a number of everyday routine activities that you perform frequently.
 Include activities that you may consider uninteresting, boring, tedious, irritating, or stressful. 
But don't include anything that you hate or detest doing.  That's a case either for acceptance or for stopping what you do.... 
Then, whenever you are engaged in those activities, let them be a vehicle for alertness.  
Be absolutely present in what you do and sense the alert, alive stillness within you in the background of the activity.  
You wills soon find that what you in such a state of heightened awareness, instead of being stressful, tedious, or irritating, is actually becoming enjoyable.  
To be more precise, what you are enjoying is not really the outward action but the inner dimension of consciousness that flows into the action.  This is the finding the joy of Being in what you are doing." (Tolle, p. 300)

     The challenge this week is to bring alertness, aliveness, to the tedious moments that bog me down, to help me act from a place of inner purpose and aliveness, to myelinate the pathway to aligning my inner and outer purposes.  Let's make our lists of daily activities!  Ready, set, go!
     (Hey, did anyone notice that sneaky little sentence about stopping what you hate?)

Monday, May 9, 2011

Attachment

We're selling our beloved cottage.

We donated a bunch of our daughter's toys to her daycare.

     Events have a nice way of lining up to teach us a lesson.  I'm just weeping about selling our beloved house.  Our daughter is obsessed with her toys being at daycare.  She doesn't want the other kids to have them.  I am thinking about how someday I can explain to her that nothing is really ours.  These material things we identify with, these things we believe communicate information about us to others, these things the ego desperately wants to hold on to - whether they go to daycare, the recycling bin, or become lost - these things are not our things.  They're in our possession and then they move along.

     The house isn't "mine".

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Faker faker!

Turns out that beautifully stated quotation attributed to MLK Jr is not his quotation at all!  It's still a beautiful sentiment and I hope the true author will step forward.

Something that was attributed to him:

"Are we seeking power for power’s sake? Or are we seeking to make the world and our nation better places to live. If we seek the latter, violence can never provide the answer. The ultimate weakness of violence is that it is a descending spiral, begetting the very thing it seeks to destroy. Instead of diminishing evil, it multiplies it. Through violence you may murder the liar, but you cannot murder the lie, nor establish the truth. Through violence you may murder the hater, but you do not murder hate. In fact, violence merely increases hate. So it goes. Returning violence for violence multiplies violence, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that." ~ Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

Monday, May 2, 2011

History repeats itself

 ‎"I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that" -Unknown Author