Reflections on life, truth, faith, love, introspection, and transformation.
Meditate on work terms
I have a complex job, so I choose to set terms by which I operate. They are as follows:
What terms might you work by in your life?
Fear, learning, truth, and illusion
What are you most afraid of?
When I'm afraid I tend to avoid my fear, so that I don't get too much of it at once. I'll carry my fear with me, but keep it away from my awareness because it scares me.
My toddler child taught me a profound lesson yesterday. When she is afraid she screams and cries. She fully feels her fear. I went to the bathroom and she was afraid I was gone forever. Her screams of “Daddy!” were heartbreaking, but they subsided once I came back out. By feeling her fear, she learned that the fear was attached to an illusion. She knows it was temporary, and is learning more and more that even though she can't see me I will be right back.
What if you felt your fear fully? What might you learn to be illusion and what might turn out to be true?
Love stories
Growing up I heard many love stories, and most of them were about romance. Two people find one another somehow, perhaps encounter some difficulty, and eventually end up finding fulfillment in their emotional relationship with one another.
In becoming a father to a little human, I've realized that the love she and I share is more powerful than any romantic relationship I've ever had. Moreover, the commitment for a lifetime of love and dedication is effortless and infallible. I will always be her father, and she will always be my child.
This context of love has reminded and invited me to appreciate my own parents in ways I never have before. Their love has sometimes been shared in ways I would not have chosen, but nonetheless they have been, and always will be, my parents.
Feeling deeper into this unconditional love, I realize that I have a relationship with myself that I can choose to live out of love. I am me. I always have been and always will be. Talk about commitment!
What non-romantic love (familial, paternal, maternal, or otherwise) in your life might be worthy of a story book?
Smiling at strangers
Today on my morning drive to the office, a 30-something year old woman crossed the street in front of me. She wasn't crying, but even from a car length away and from the side; her face looked sad.
I immediately felt the inclination to smile at her and place my hand on my heart. I did so, knowing it might make me look crazy to the drive in the car next to me. The woman didn't turn or see my action.
A few seconds later, as this stranger walked past my car, I saw her lips turn slightly upward into a slight grin. Not a smile, and not even a full grin, but a slight grin. Coincidence? Interconnected emotional landscape? Medium-distance telepathic hug? I have no idea, but it sure did feel wonderful to see what woman's frown turn into a slight grin on my way to work.
Have you ever received joy from watching a stranger smile?
Energy of the Sun
I love sunlight. The warm touch of it on my skin, especially my face, makes me feel alive.
What a wonder that a ball of fire in space provides our planet with abundant energy to support myriad forms of life.
Whatever your faith practice may be, can awareness of the sun be an invitation to connect with source?
Look up Look down
This morning I was out on my balcony, looking down at the busy streets below. I felt a sense of vibrant urgency, energy, and movement. I looked up at the expansive blue sky. I felt a sense of peace, abundance, and stillness.
Later in the day at work I found myself looking up at colleagues, white boards, and screens. I felt busy, productive, purposeful. When I was outside I looked down at the earth. I felt supported, grounded, and rooted.
When might you choose to look up? When might you choose to look down?
“Now before faith came, we were imprisoned and guarded under the law until faith could be revealed.” Galatians 4:23
We all have programming, rules, habits, and protocols by which we tend to live. I learned them from my parents, siblings, friends, classmates, ancestors, culture, economy, and society.
I realize how often I bury faith with my default settings. How often I live in my passive state of what I learned instead of claiming my freedom to have faith.
Where can you choose faith instead of momentum?
Many many years ago, small human tribes of hunter gatherers could know another and share a common identity.
Agriculture brought larger societies, where humans might know their immediate neighbors but not the neighboring society.
Industrialization brought increased economic growth, and urbanization created cities where humans don't even know their next door neighbor.
The information age is bringing new rules. Our tribe can be online and around the world. It's up to us to know our neighbors.
I wonder how individuality transforms throughout this human journey.
How are you, the remarkable individual, choosing to co create your community?
What an abundant world I live in. This morning I woke up with the feeling that God-created this world so fully then I might never have to create anything. And yet I spend much of my days struggling to create.
Isn't it funny how we seem to have been built to create and yet put in a world where doing so is not necessary?
Acceptance and injustice
There have been times in my life where lessons have included wrongdoing by others. Malicious or thoughtless acts have helped to shape who I am. It is very difficult for me to accept wrongdoing as a part of what has shaped my experiences.
Yet at times it seems that the moments when I feel most wronged are also the moments where I am learning and growing the most.
Perhaps my sense of right and wrong is a source of resistance to change. That is a hard one to accept and let go of!