Her fire was transplanted into my flickering flame of a heart and has been fueling it since.
Mary Oliver died at 83 after infecting many people with her poetry. So glad I met her heart and invited it in.
When telling a story…
When I was a kid…
When I was hurting…
Finally learning to accept myself with all my flaws, brought…
It is also the rule of…
Whatever happens, take responsibility…instead of blaming, shaming or making excuses for ourselves and others.
Even if wronged, ask…
It occurred to me the other day that whatever happens to me or whatever goes wrong with my health, finances, or circumstances, no one can take away my ability to give love.
Because giving love through the gifts of my being has been the highest joy of existence.
So, rather than fret about the future, I can rest in the certainty of purpose and meaning.
It was always as simple as that; I am here to give love; to make life better for as many people as possible.
And, I happen to believe that death will not stop my love.
If I am wrong, showing the astonishing light of my being on my way out is a very good way to go.
Sometimes it seems like we just can’t get a break; as if all doors are barred against us.
As a writer, I have been turned down by more people than I can count, as a petitioner for jobs or speaking and acting opportunities, the gatekeepers often made me feel as if I had no right to knock.
Stand up comic, Mike Birbiglia gives this piece of advice, “Don’t bow to the gatekeepers because, in essence, there are no gatekeepers. You are the gatekeeper.”
I now know that the best thing I can do for myself everyday is to “summon up my own gatekeeper” by recovering my…
If I have forgotten who I am, how can I expect anyone else to know?
The sense of danger must not disappear:
The way is certainly both short and steep.
However gradual It looks from here;
Look if you like, but you will have to leap.
This stanza from W.H. Auden’s poem is certainly about risky love, but the sentiment can be applied to a multitude of decisions in our lives that will take us off the beaten path, away from the mundane, and into a more adventurous, fulfilling life.
Unfortunately, there are no shortcuts to becoming that person we admire.
We can’t kid ourselves forever. Living vicariously on our couch through media, books, sports, fantasy or our children will never be enough.
Today, I wish that courage to leap for you and for me.
(originally posted in October 2015)
I put clean dishes away in a warm kitchen
As I sip my tea to the purr of Leonard Cohen
Whatever else may happen to me along the way
I have just now, most assuredly, visited heaven
Had I focused instead on that funky pain in my pounding right ear
Or what my clueless family member should not have done
I would have plodded blindly through my tasks
Oblivious to its gift; this purest form of fun
I may be tossed mercilessly about and into labyrinths or holes today
Unbalanced or badly broken by life’s unexpected pitch or sway
But even there, in the darkness, focused on the simplest moments and simplest gifts
I can remember that heaven is, and is never so very far away
I dare you.
Take one day and count the number of times you pass judgment on someone or something 1) without giving them a chance to defend themselves, 2) without calling for witnesses, or 3) without examining contradictory evidence.
I dare you.
Imagine a world where we don’t casually and chronically contribute to the complaining or criticizing of institutions, politicians, decision makers, or acquaintances; where guilt is proven before we jump onto the band wagon of discontent.
I dare you.
Remember your own offences before drawing attention to someone else’s.
Today I was imagining what a lifetime graph of my mistakes and offenses would look like; how many times in one day, one week, one year I have needed forgiveness and forgetfulness from those who share the world with me.
(“Dragons hoard gold because the thing you most need is always to be found where you least want to look.”)
People end up alone in life because they hang on to their particular criteria for companionship and refuse to look in an “inferior” or threatening place (which might require serious humility or honesty).
Face the dragon. Do we really have to?
Isn’t there another way to get what we want?
Can’t we just do what we’ve always done
Rather than risk exposure on a battlefront?
An example close to home:
I have tried for years to get an idea off the ground for suicide prevention and I know I should keep trying because it can save lives, but…
I have perfectly good reasons
Not to follow my heart’s suggestion
Courage is such hard work and
Uh…okay…I really hate rejection
Let’s encourage each other. I’ll face my dragon if you face yours.
“Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest.” -Beatrix Potter
When things seem whacked or difficult, rather than take Beatrix Potter’s healing advice, it is much more common to:
…which all lead to more pain and drama.
Or practice Beatrix Potter’s uncommonly-used alternative to bring sweet and swift relief: