About a painting at Silent + Yoga Retreat: Nashville, TN - Waiting with God What was in that painting? that painting that caught not my eye nor my attention yesterday but today-- today after sitting in silence after practicing stillness and mindfulness, today as we close a time of being alone together and look together at this painting, in community together-- that painting has caught my eye and my attention. I notice longing, yes, a longing of wonder and leftover worry. I look at the faces and postures of embrace, of holding after a long, long wait. And I can see, in the background, in her face, in his burrowed posture, in her hand upon the back of his shoulder, in her shoulder cradling his hidden expression, I imagine this climactic expiration, a deep sigh: " You made it here." an exhale and the waiting ended, a true relief. Truly together, forever, the waiting relief. Inhal...
A phrase I heard often before taking one of my most monumental steps of blind faith- when I moved from Toledo, Ohio to Pasadena, California with no job, one suitcase, and a plan to stay only 3 weeks- was Do it afraid. Another, perhaps more popular saying on the same note is about courage. Courage is not doing things because we're not afraid, rather, courage is, despite our fears, doing it anyway. Nelson Mandela said it like this: "I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear." One reason I set myself a goal to write and post weekly blogs was because it seemed far less intimidating (fearful) to me than writing a book! Writing has always been something I do, but not always something I share. Even after getting a degree in "Creative Writing," I had lots of fears to creatively write anything for a public audience! But, as I approached a very defining an...
I considered titling this entry "Expectations Part II" as a follow up from my last post about Expectations . Whatever your expectations are for the future, here's a little message I've been pondering about my own: I don't know too many people who don't like their birthday. I just had my 31st, hence, one reason for a delay in writing and posting this week. In my life, birthdays really do keep getting better and better! I was reflecting on how sad I feel when I hear people complain about getting older or connect their number of years to a degrading quality of life. It's true that as we get older, our bodies certainly change and even, possibly, our health may decline; our energy is definitely not the same as a child's, but our capacity and wisdom will grow year by year. If we allow, our compassion expands, our love endures, and our opportunities for loyalty and faithfulness grow and develop as well. Age, in my opinion, or "aging" is such a won...
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