Hafiz was the pen name for a Persian poet and mystic who lived about 700 years ago. As we mature, we see the world in new ways. It is an awakening and our eyes open to see new vistas that were always there.
Perhaps like small children, we can learn to just be in the world where everything is new. Several months ago, our grandson played with the little boy in the mirror for about 10 minutes. It was him, but he did not know that and explored the world, because of all its newness.
Somewhere on the journey, we lose that immaturity that allowed us to play with the little boy in the mirror. Maturity is an opportunity to find it again.
What happens when your soul
Begins to awaken
Your eyes
And your heart
And the cells of your body
To the great Journey of Love?
First there is wonderful laughter
And probably precious tears
And a hundred sweet promises
And those heroic vows
No one can ever keep.
But still God is delighted and amused
You once tried to be a saint.
What happens when your soul
Begins to awake in this world
To our deep need to love
And serve the Friend?
O the Beloved
Will send you
One of His wonderful, wild companions—
Like Hafiz.
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In keeping with bell hooks and Noam Chomsky, I consider myself a public and dissident intellectual. Part of my work is to move beyond (transcend) institutional dogmas that bind me to defend freedom, raising my voice to be heard on behalf of those who seek equity and justice in all their forms.
I completed my PhD in Philosophy of Leadership Studies at Gonzaga University, Spokane, WA. My dissertation and research was how teachers experience becoming teachers and their role as leaders.
I focus on leading, communicating, and innovating in organizations. This includes mindfuful servant-leadership, World Cafe events, Appreciative Inquiry, and expressing one's self through creativity. I offer retreats, workshops, and presentations that can be tailored to your organzations specific needs.
I published peer reviewed articles about schools as learning organizations, currere as an ethical pursuit, and hope as an essential element of adult eductaion. I published three poems and am currently preparing my poetry to publish as an anthology of poetry.
I present on mindful leadership, servant leadership, schools as learning organizations, how teachers experience becoming teachers, assessement, and critical thinking. I facilitate mindfulness, hospitality retreats. and World Cafe Events using Appreciative Inquiry.
I am writing and researching about various forms of leadership, how teachers inform and form their identity as a particular teacher, schools as learning organizations, hope and its anticipatory relationship with the future, and hope as an essential element in learning.
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There is a famous filmmaker named Stan Brakhage who was known for his vision to create films that take us back to a time before the world “taught” us to see things as adults. He is an amazing filmmaker who felt strongly about what you said in your first paragraph. I feel that it is important for us to remember that innocent vision. Especially in today’s world with so much media affecting our “vision”. We lose an important part of ourselves when we lose that ability to see things and not be prejudiced by the world’s expectations of how we interpret what we see. Great post- and poem. 🙂
Thank you for the wonderful comment. Yes, the media frames how we experience the world.
love this. we all could use a bit of our childhood imaginative innocence back. to look into that mirror and study ourselves, play with ourselves as if we were a new friend.
love this.
Thank you. I am glad you enjoyed it. I enjoyed watching our grandson play with him self in the mirror.
When a child experiences something it has never witnessed before there is a pause, a moment when the computer left hemisphere of the brain, does not,know where to file it or even what it is.
The child gazes in amazement
It is described as wonderment.
Meditation/Mindfulness journey to recapture this feeling every waking minute
I know what you mean Marty. I held our grandson while he played with the little boy in the mirror. There were many stops and starts as he noticed movement. He was exploring the world freely.
I agree. I enjoyed your blog. 🙂 I am new here and I created the page Real Life Natural Wife. I hope you’ll come by and let me know what you think. Have a great day!
I did and was impressed. Take care and enjoy.
everyday
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present
to simple beauty
Beauty appears when we are present and attentive to and in the world.