I wish all homes and schools were like this.
For the past couple of days and the next couple of days, I am in a space where I am thinking about these thoughts. In my email this morning, is a daily mediation from Father Richard Rohr which often challenges me the same way this post does. Be good is more than saying the words for me.
Whenever you see something unfair and not right happen around you, how do you feel?
Whenever you read newspaper, there are a lot of violent cases, tragedy, bribery, war, natural disaster and other negative news? How do you feel?
Are you angry?
Are you frustrated?
Are you seeking for justice?
Are you helpless?
Are you sad?
Nothing you can change if you keep your anger, frustration whenever you read negative news in newspaper.
Perhaps, we can change our negative emotion to positive energy.
To be compassion, The best way is to pray for any victims, “May all beings be Happy and Well.”, ” May all beings relieve from suffering.”
As a Buddhist, I strongly believe in “Karmic Relationship”, whatever we are experience now is due to the our “PAST” Karma. The best example to understand about karma, If you sow a watermelon seed, you are going to get a watermelon…
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Story Told is One Heard
It is the end of incredibly long and rewarding day. I thought I would try write a poem and I hope it works OK. I want to share about the retreat here and the questions are great. Deep listening is a necessity. What that might look like in other settings is a challenge to explain, so I hope to let that idea percolate over the next couple of days.
Your courage is your truth;
It reveals your story
So necessary to tell
And be heard.
Listen carefully
Words tell a story;
Only shared
With deep listening.
Today, listen differently
Hear words anew;
Sacred space shared;
Human love fully recognized.
Russel has an incredible sense of humour and Zoey the cat approves it. There are days this is how I feel as I look at my computer screen.
Take Courage, Friends
I had an extraordinary and tiring day, but it is a tiredness born out of satisfaction. I received many gifts today and over the next little while it offers me much grist for the mill as a creative space emerges and words flow from it.
When I arrived in my room, I found two small gifts. One is a token with the word Courage engraved on it. The other a short passage by Wayne Arnason called Take Courage, Friends. As I strive to live in community and share with other people I need to recognize community, unlike teams, brings both sorrow and success in many forms.
The way is often hard, the path is never clear,
And the stakes are very high.
Take courage.
For deep down, there is another truth:
You are not alone.
I am sitting in SeaTac getting ready for the next step in the journey to the retreat. I had a few minutes to check out blogs I follow. I am not sure what it is called, but it could be courage, wisdom, discernment, or some combination of those and ones unnamed.
It was a long day, but, when I checked blogs, I found this. It is a great metaphor for life and the relationships of worth in them.
On the Other Side of the Door
Jeff Moss wrote this poem. I like it because over the past few months I allowed myself to be on the side of the door. I was with people I wanted to be with each day.
The next few days will be crazy. I am away, as I mentioned before and am not sure if I will be able to post. I look forward to the time with others who believe spirituality can and does play a role in leadership. When I embrace that thought, I am a different me–kinder, gentler, and genuine.
On the other side of the door
I can be a different me,
As smart and as brave and as funny or strong
As a person could want to be.
There’s nothing too hard for me to do,
There’s no place I can’t explore
Because everything can happen
On the other side of the door
On the other side of the door
I don’t have to go alone.
If you come, too, we can sail tall ships
And fly where the wind has flown.
And wherever we go, it is almost sure
We’ll find what we’re looking for
Because everything can happen
On the other side of the door.
A beautiful poem to begin the day.
Companions
I am preparing for a trip to Bainbridge and a retreat. This is part of a Leadership Academy presented by the Centre for Courage and Renewal. This is the second part of the process and it has been truly rewarding as I find my way on this journey called life with companions here at home, from all over North America and, sometimes, beyond.
Beloved other
An invitation,
For carried alone
Troubles weight us down
Each step, a struggle.
But, lightened,
Grow strong together
Backs straighten–
Shoulders square–
Heads held high.
Journey together,
Loads shared
Trust born
Become companions
Break bread together.
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