Category Archives: art

Multiplication and Division

You can approach your moments and your days with one of two postures.

The first posture is one of multiplication. Here you seek to enlarge your worldview, raise up those around you, experience and pursue growth, and increase your overall awareness. Another aspect of beauty also unfolds simultaneously here as you grow your capacities which further insures your ability to hold MORE of your approaching experiences. If you were to graph this posture, the trajectory would be up and to the right via hand-holding unity. If you were to pie chart this posture, the entire pie would be growing, not just your piece/good/worldview.

The other choice is a posture of division. Here, everything becomes an opportunity for some form of divisive warfare with opinionated guns shooting scare tactic bullets. The major problem here is that not only are you dividing everything and everybody, but you also are divided…which means we don’t get ALL of you.

Question: Why would you choose to ‘divvy’ out nametags showcasing another’s difference over handing out permission slips encouraging one’s divine uniqueness?

Alas, may we be the kind of people that multiply, enlarge, and grow those we come into contact with.

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It was there all along.

Steve Jobs coined the phrase, “It is easy to connect the dots looking backwards.”

How true?

But what if we didn’t always have to look backwards?

What if we could learn and get better at seeing the bigger picture in the moment?

What if we could look and listen inward before always seeking reassurance?

What if we could see and hear the message between the lines?

Say a prayer for your awareness.

It changes everything.

 

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Do’s and Don’ts

Do ask.

Ask often.

Don’t ask for reassurance.

Do love.

Love every chance you get.

Don’t expect any reward other than the good of the one loved.

Do something new to find yourself.

Do it daily.

Don’t expect to find yourself without losing yourself.

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It just takes one…

…great question to be the air in your life’s sails.

Most won’t scurry up the bravery to even ask a question big enough to move them across their seas. But that’s not their fault. More than likely the guy or gal before them didn’t ask either and we won’t ask what we aren’t shown to ask.

This is your friendly reminder to ask.

For me, this is what happens for me when I ask “What is the music?”. The sails pop full, cup the wind, and I’m off into the horizon of whimsy and mystery.

If I’m ever able to give what I believe to have found is the full answer to the question above, I promise I’ll be off to the a new question.

As for you, keep asking until your boat sails without your rowing.

And if you’re boat is sailing, don’t lose the wonder of where the wind may be blowing you.

 

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Grace

Grace is something that is hard to explain isn’t it? It’s kind of the glue, and kind of the song, and kind of the fragrance, and somehow, most likely, the plot in the story of all we see and experience.

Grace is the mysterious space between you and I and yet it is the thing in the space that connects you and I.

Grace whispers to us, grace welcomes us, and grace will only not be found when we’re preoccupied with something else ourselves. When we’re numb it can’t be felt. When we’re blind it can’t be seen.

It’s the previews of what’s to come, the show that’s in the here and now, and the word in parentheses after every name in the credits.

Quoting Thomas Merton, grace is like art in that it “enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.” It was in the breeze this morning that wrapped around my skin and took me somewhere else for a moment. It was in the voicemail I wish I didn’t have to deal with today. And it was in the caffeinated, brewed algorithm I call ‘my coffee’. Its’ presence doesn’t change from the highs to the lows or from the majestic to the mundane.

And so our whimsical response is threefold: give it, share it, and enjoy it. The challenge is to not spill it or hoard it. There’s always more, but it need not be wasted or pocketed.

Yes, it’s amazing. But the bigger YES is that it’s available you, to me, and everyone with a tick-tock in their chest.

The shelf life of grace is just for the moment.

And isn’t that all we have?

And if the moment is all we have, could it be that grace is that all we need?

 

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