Category Archives: Discipline

The need for metaphor(s).

Once you have language you then have eyes.

Once you have eyes you can then have vision.

Once you have vision you can find a way to participate.

Once you are participating you can enjoy.

And if you can enjoy then chances are you won’t regret.

In the end, it starts with knowing your need for words/language/metaphor. They are our bridges and magic carpets.

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Respect

Re…spect.

It doesn’t mean to kiss up.

It means to look…again.

Re…spect. In other words, re…eye.

To respect is to take a second look.

The second look finds a book under the cover.

The second look sees the soul that swims beneath a role.

The first look shakes hands. The second look holds hearts.

The first look just sees shoes. The second look is now wearing them.

Look.

Again.

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You and Your Works of Art

Whatever is renewing,

whatever connects,

whatever is kind,

whatever is lovely,

whatever can give us eyes,

whatever allows us to taste,

whatever is original,

whatever is gentle,

whatever is healing,

whatever is freeing,

whatever names the nameless,

whatever moves us,

whatever changes us,

whatever unites us,

whatever is present,

whatever is the song of your soul,

whatever is the poem in your pulse,

whoever you are…

do that.

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Participation and Allowing

Both are necessary.

Look at the clock.

Notice the hands moving through time.

Participation without allowing is called force.

Participation coupled with allowing is called process.

And the law of process is beautiful.

Just ask the flowers.

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Projectors

“Our eyes are not viewers. They’re also projectors that are running a second story over the picture that we see in front of us all of the time.” Jim Carrey

The second story that we tell ourselves in the moment is where we invite frustration, suffering, and misunderstanding.

So how can we attempt to prevent the second story from closed captioning our eyes, our minds, and our hearts?

First, let’s begin with what you want.

Do you want to fight a battle?

or

Do you want to befriend beauty?

Your answer here frames the plot for every moment of your existence.

Think about it.

If your story always starts with “in the beginning I wanted a war” then it’s highly likely that your story will end with “and there was a winner and a loser.”

But if your story begins with “in the beginning there was something beautiful at play” then you’re probably going to somehow end up with “and something beautiful transpired.”

In our home we have what we call bedrock beliefs. These beliefs help us navigate such questions. We believe that life is happening for us. We also believe that love has our back. And we believe that a posture of wonder and awe is infinitely more enjoyable than the constant pursuit of games that end with win, lose, or draw.

We attempt to make these beliefs the rhythm of our hearts so that when the moment in the day arrives where we might start projecting a second story over the moment we can reclaim our eyes and actually usher into existence what is trying to transform us.

If you want a war, you’ll ask, seek, and knock for a war.

And if you want beauty, you’ll do the same.

We need more beauty askers, seekers, and knockers.

I think that’s the only way we’ll find it.

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