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Blowin in the wind

Uniform

If all cars were the same size, things would be much more uniform. 

slow down and go fast

The irony of being in a hurry is that we often don't get it done in time. I find that if I relax, slow down, and trust, somehow it all gets done. I can't really describe it at this point, but so much can happen in the space part of time. For example, I can go to bed feeling completely behind and underwater, and when I get up the next day, do my practices, and then go to "work," it's as if everything yet nothing has changed. And for some reason, the workload just feels different. Different enough that I might even think, "wow, I think I might be just about caught up."

interesting. 

Clarity

Here's the thing. No matter how clear we think we are, or how clear we think we are being, it doesn't necessarily impact what happens in the external world. If we are working a piece of material, our teacher, aka our Self, aka the external world, may still respond in a way that makes no sense. This is so we have an opportunity to really learn and absorb what it is we are working on. So when the external world responds in a way that makes no sense, stay true. Was what I said and did in complete truth and integrity? Did I have a hidden agenda that was uncovered? Can I remember not to take it personally and act from a place of sanity? From a place of non-judgement? From a place where I'm not expecting them to change, and I'm ok with the outcome because I trust the bigger picture, and know that if I really learn the lesson, it is worth whatever it is I think I have to lose?

And a box of cartoon bandaids can be a fun way to give the wounds to the ego space to heal.

Poppa funk

Art Neville. The Funky Meters. Kept me engaged and awake 2hrs past my bedtime. It's magic, the moment. 

Changing the game

If we've done it all before, and you know what I'm talking about, and we keep on doing it, why is it so hard? Do we think it's hard out of habit? And if its hard and we keep doing it, is it because we like it, or is having "hard times" a habit? And if we've done it before, and we say we don't like it, why do we keep on keepin on if we don't like it? Or do we really like it at some level? Or are we simply out of ideas on what to do next?

Butch and Sundance

Live every day as if it were the last day of Burning Man.

Those times when we say "my whole life has been leading up to this moment, right here, right now." Yes. That would be true. For every moment. This, every moment is a potential moment of awakening. Kundalini is ever present. We just need to be aware and receptive to what is already there.

Dry out

When life gets soggy, dry out. And when your basement floods, get a shop vac. 

The thing about the hot water heater breaking in the middle of the night, is that all of a sudden you have to move your shit. And the degree to which we face it can vary. How big is the lens I choose to look through? How much am I willing to clean up, look at, deal with. And then how accepting can I be if I choose to let it be?

Wwjls?

What would John Lennon say? And how much shit did he have? And could he pay people to look at it for him? 

Or maybe he really was cool with it all. Hmmmm...

Refreshing

There is nothing like a shower to wash off the day. Then when I go to bed, I don't carry the unresolved particulate with me. Each particle holds a charge, and I prefer to set myself up for neutrality, equanimity. Baths work too, but in a different way. 

Right or left to life

We all have our right to life. Whatever that means.

I think life is a choice. We chose our parents. Our circumstances. We gave ourselves the set up so we could most easily, yes, easily, evolve into our next self. 

Thinking about life from this pov helps me see a bigger picture. Is the life I'm living worth living? If not, what am I going to do about it?

Even to ask ourselves, "what is a life worth living," can open a new way of perceiving that can help us find/love/be/live who we know, from the bottom of our cells, who we are meant to be.

In it

Yep. We are in it. In all of it. We can't help it because we ARE all of it. Which is why the practice of loving yourself unconditionally is so profound and far reaching.

Water

Once again, I ask myself, would my life be better if I drank more water? And today, the answer is yes. 

There is something so simple and profound about drinking water. You know what I mean. So why don't we do it?

Maybe water isn't glamorous enough. It's way sexier to drink a latte, a chai, a coconut water, juice, wine, whatever. But water gets the job done in a special way. 

Time

There's always enough to get done exactly what we get done.

Apparently not

(This won't have context unless you read yesterday's post.)

Apparently not. And that's ok Btw.

I was doing something else. 

:-)

Diplomas

The world is getting smarter. There was a time when i thought I was a cutting edge maverick. And now people are writing books that contain "My ideas." That's great. Someone else did the big work and the ideas are out there. And then I think, was that supposed to be me? 

Apparently not. 

Best birthday

Im not one to talk about my daily life in this blog, but today, its different. Best birthday ever from hubby John Mazzei. There have been other best birthday Evers, but today, he really raised the bar.

I was scrubbed, wrapped, bathed, massaged, and I have "hunk of burning love" on my toes. Followed by a dinner surprise party with family and friends 

1-6: spa day

7-10: dinner

So yes, pretty amazing to be on the receiving end of a party. Raise a glass, raise the roof, raise the bar. Raise, call, fold. It's all good. And thank you. Thanks. Thank you.

Bubbly

Bubbly. What's in a bubble? Space. 

Champagne. What's in a bubble? Good space - sukha, or bad space- dukha?

It could be as simple as a brand name or price point. Or it could be the space a person is in while drinking the bubbles. Or it could be something else.

But I like bubbly. I like space. Space. I'd say "the final frontier" but that can sound a bit final and possibly depressing. Instead, toast the space that we are, that we share, and happy birthday. Thanks mom and dad! 

Letting go

This may come off as a bit preachy, but it's late, and I'm human, so as you read, remember I'm not holier than thou. I'm just thou.

Letting go can be hard. But it is so worth it. Most of the stuff we hang on to, we don't even want, but it is so familiar, it's like letting go of a family member. 

The good news- it can be done. Even if you don't know how. Just ask, meditate, pray, whatever your MO is. "Please take this away" or "please take away my need to hang in to this." See your life, or at least a moment of it- what your life would be like without it. Focus on that while you pray/meditate/ask. Then distract yourself from the pain of change. See what happens.