Archive for the ‘Inspiration’ Category

Imagining through life’s drizzle

Thursday, May 19th, 2011

Haitian children draw what they hope for in Haiti as part of a WorldVision project

A week of rain in May dampens my memory of sun and causes me to forget for a moment the pleasure of warmth.

It is not now, so does it exist? Can I hold the ray in mind as wet falls on my back?

Such is the gift we have as humans – that we can conjure up possibility in the midst of a reality that obscures goodness. And in our capacity to imagine what does not currently exist we find hope.

In hope lives pleasure – also disappointment. Both must be. They hold sides of a tension necessary for the full life.

Power in longing

Thursday, May 12th, 2011

What do you yearn for? Is there something in your bones that cries out to take one step toward….What wakes you in the morning with the call to wide eyes?

Here is a mystery wrapped in layers of living. It is what we find when stripped of all. It is what fuels the climb up toward the heights. And what sustains singing through trepidation. Let not such jewels drop from your consciousness. It is in the longing you will explode with a  pleasure unexpected – more than the fruit – more than a job well done.

I climb the journey of yearning for the other side – where sunlight drips onto my hand as silver streams – turned to gold when clouds suffocate hope.

Why Write

Sunday, May 8th, 2011

I write to know and feel and understand. I write to figure out what to do, how to proceed in this world in ways that mean hope for one other person. I write to stimulate eruption.

I write to clarify, to distill, to clean, to pierce, to find, to discover, to formulate, and challenge the wasteful thoughts that need to be discarded. I must write to clear it all and challenge myself to find my voice. That voice hunts me and tears at my being – it longs to carve out caves and throw dynamite in crevices where mediocrity lies in rot – smelling away excellence. Give me a cliff to soar from. Let me race down a dirt and bumpy road – kicking up dust and stones – all the wake back. I am ready to let it explode beyond a ceiling up the side of a mountain – through the tunnel of my dreams where on the other side a dim-lit speck beckons and calls – and sings a dirge for those whom I never reached in time.

Stepping into your shoes

Tuesday, May 3rd, 2011

What’s it like to walk half out of your shoes?

Wobbly. You cannot stand tall. Your ankles are at risk for a serious twist. You may also feel tentative. Not sure. Not secure. And certainly not ready to run.

When we step into our daily life, are we in our shoes? Are we in the space of our true spirit – behind our defenses and under our fears? Do we embrace our capacity, our role, and our emergence to power?

A recent experience led me to feel the release of foot in shoe completely. What I mean is that I recognized my resistance to embracing my full potential. That is to say – I was holding on to an old and dusty perspective that did not offer the clear image of what I could be and what I am currently. And suddenly, I felt the shedding of old tapes and protective grovelling.

An invisible wall melted down from my consciousness so that I could be one with what was around me. Not tucked behind or in a cavern darkened by denial, I could say “yes” to success and to abundance and to whatever was there for me to 100% step into.

I had to stretch forward to reach this state. I listened to those around me, to what others saw in me. I cried. Not for the hurt, but the long years of denial, the refusal to embrace and see capacity. But today I reached for the shoes. I have stepped into the shoes and feel free to run forward.

Finding a Different View

Saturday, November 20th, 2010

Does daily drudgery cloud your view sometimes? Do you lose your zest for living when in the thick of hardship?

Exploration to an above-it-all space revives the spark I depend on. Its a step back, a rush up – to a different view. A new angle with fresh shadows, new colors, spanning horizons. It is the taking on of a borrowed lens. And with the refreshed screen comes a flood of new ideas and renewed excitement about the wonders of life – or simply a new resolve infused with gratitude. I can resume my role, my tasks. I am changed; I am revived – spirited to tackle a moment with a bigger or recolored picture in mind.

Though I may not always find a hot air balloon to ride or airspace above Africa, I can allow my mind to wander using virtual vehicles that transport me. It is in this spirit I share a video taken by one man who dreamed to balloon over the Masra Masai in Kenya.

View from the Edge

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

Listening Generously - SPOF ProgramEarly spring, a close friend was diagnosed with anal cancer late stages. She is undergoing chemotherapy and radiation. Her oncologist believes she will make it through. My friend, I’ll call her Heather, wants to believe this too.

Heather has a serious agenda. Her objective is total healing. And to experience total healing, she must ask life-giving questions. Other questions, like “what’s wrong with the tv,” or “why did I do that,” or “what’s wrong with me,” do not qualify.

If a word emanates life, she holds it like a precious gem. If it sucks life away, she casts it away like cement clumps. Heather’s battle is about the words but also discovery. What is essential? What is worth living for? Answers to those questions bring everything else into perspective.

Listening to Heather reminds me of what I heard Rachel Naomi Remen say to Krista Tippett on a recent airing of the NPR program “Speaking of Faith.”

Dr. Remen said, “the view from the edge of life is so much clearer than the view that most of us have, that what seems to be important is much more simple and accessible for everybody, which is who you’ve touched on your way through life, who’s touched you. What you’re leaving behind you in the hearts and minds of other people is far more important than whatever wealth you may have accumulated.”

Accumulating a lifetime of wisdom through her own battle with chronic illness and her work with patients and doctors, Dr. Remen sees cancer patients or “people who have encountered very difficult experiences in their lives as teachers, teachers of wisdom.”

I agree. And so as I spend time with my dear friend I am seeking answers to what is most important. Heather in her battle to live well is adding to my repository of deep understanding. She is to me a window to treasure found only from the edge of life.

Ceilings in our Mind

Friday, June 4th, 2010

Image of Mindset: The New Psychology of Success
You have heard the term “Glass Ceiling” used in the context of barriers to women rising the corporate ladder. Consider another ceiling – a way of thinking about what is feasible that limits how intelligent or capable you can be.

Are you more intelligent this year than last? I would have answered “no” to that years ago. Like many others, I thought intelligence – as measured by IQ – was fixed at birth. Today, convinced that I can expand my neural network by learning new things, I might say “yes”.

“Why the change,” you ask. I think better. I feel smarter. Can connect more patterns. But, my feelings are not the reason you should take note. Rather, consider some of the latest work in the field of neuroscience to come to your own conclusion about whether your intelligence is fixed or not.

So what?  What difference does it make whether you view your ability as fixed or growing?

In answer to that question, let me ask, “how hard would you work on learning a new language or studying a topic of great interest if you knew for sure that your capacity to understand and learn would increase?”

What we are talking about here is how our perspective shifts our inclination to exert energy on activities that we care about. If we think our efforts are futile, we probably won’t be as motivated. If we are convinced we can change and improve, motivation will increase.

The book that has spurred me to think more about this topic is called, “Mindset: The New Psychology of Success” by Carol Dweck. This book has spawned a rather significant movement amongst educators in particular – to train children in how they view challenges, effort, and the outcomes they seek. According to Dweck, parents and educators should not focus merely on the results or performance. Instead adults should consider and comment on the amount of effort given to the activity.

By focusing on effort rather than outcome, individuals learn to appreciate the process. This focus eventually enables them to embrace challenge. Feedback about effort reinforces this focus. Eventually the individuals start to notice progress. They feel satisfied and hooked on a sense of control over improvement.

In contrast, praise for outcome might render an individual fearful of not measuring up next time. It might also fix his or her attention on what “good” looks like. The individual might stop short of the most effort possible – cutting off the thrill of giving it all and achieving more than the picture of “good.”

Its tough to shift from performance to process thinking. I admit I am in the process of that shift and have trouble embracing it wholly. William Hurt offered a statement that I say over and over to myself hoping it will sink in. On NPR’s Fresh Air Program, he said something like “performance is a reflection of the process.”

If I can live in the process, be mindful of it, and notice changes – perhaps I can be converted to this way of thinking. I’ll explore further and keep you and this blog posted on my progress. :)

Stumbling Across Good Works

Friday, April 30th, 2010

Today on my walk, I caught two middle-aged men in the act of picking up trash by a pond’s edge. In their “hello” to me, they grumbled about more trash building up from yesterday. They said “we pulled out two large garbage bags with trash yesterday. ”

I asked, “are you being paid to clean this place up?”

“No. We just want to. This place is much too beautiful to trash.”

“I swam here as a child,” said the older gentleman. His eyes twinkled and he smiled broadly revealing a missing tooth.

“There used to be a beach here,” said the other gentleman.

“Thank you for doing this.” I said. “You inspire me.”

The rest of the way home, I pondered my idea of inviting  a group of children to meet regularly to pick up trash and plant flowers.

Yes. Absolutely. I will do that.

Follow the right ANTS

Friday, April 23rd, 2010

Destroy those automatic negative thoughts (ANTS) for good brain health, suggests Daniel Amen, a prominent psychiatrist who specializes in ADHD. ANTS have the power to keep good from happening. They can enslave you.

How many times have you had the urge to do something good, offer an idea toward improvement only to cringe back by the force of an ANT?

  • I should not bother trying, I won’t succeed.
  • That has never been done before, what makes me think I can be the one to do it now.
  • I don’t have what it takes to make a change.
  • Nobody will listen to me.
  • There is too much to do; what I do cannot make a difference.
  • Its going to be too hard to do it.
  • What I do does not matter.
  • I do not matter.

Ants, the small six-legged creatures that form large superorganisms, show us how big feats can be realized. These amazing creatures communicate constantly through ferimones. They can problem solve with an immediate capacity to adjust a plan. They fulfill their respective roles and are able to achieve amazing accomplishments by their collaborative efforts. Their tightly integrated colonies are rare in the scope of evolution according to Edward O. Wilson, Harvard biologist.

What if rather than give way to ANTS, we communicated our ideas to others and followed the way of ants? What might happen? What ANTS might dissolve so that our idea might find a next step to being realized?

For further study, read essays or view videos on Edward Wilson’s site.

What You Can Do

Sunday, March 14th, 2010

handsA mother cooks dinner over a flame. The flame dances next to garbage and waste. Smells of meat and sewer mix. A nurse named Louise walks quickly passed it on her way to the tent.

Today in the tent there are no supplies. Louise cannot treat anyone. What can she do? She feels helpless.

Louise was born in Haiti but moved to America as a child. After 28 years absence, she has come home to help. Now a nurse, she sees Haiti with shock.

In 28 years Haiti has changed. In one day, life crumbled. Death is reality in smell and story.

Two children stay with Louise in her tent: a four-year-old whose father wants to sell him; and a five-year-old girl who watched rubble crush her mother, father, siblings, and grandparents. At night the two cry sometimes. They have nightmares. Louise comforts them and returns to the clinic the next day.

The smell of death, but still no supplies. What can she do?

Through the stench, Louise hears singing. Why the joy? She still feels helpless, shocked. Someone said, “pray with them. Just be with the people.”

Louise tells her story to some young teens hanging around the clinic. She shares about her arrival in America, about school. She tells them about being a nurse. Their eyes open wide. They dream about school in America. They hope to become a nurse too? The dream lights up their eyes.

The supplies still don’t come. What can she do?

She can do what she can do.