Category: Random Thoughts

Turning Mourning into Possibility

Countless lives affected by tragedy today, again.

The outrage, the anguish, the sorrow, the confusion.

Why? When will this end?

So much work to be done….

Where do we begin?

There are concrete suggestions for this, though.

Action being taken, more to be done.

Mental illness, guns, heartbreak.

Again.

It’s time to re-imagine a new reality,

Possibility that already exists in this time and space.

Let’s access this healing together.

Let’s envision our future as beautiful and whole now.

Holding fast to that vision until it becomes action and

Rippling vibrations of change made manifest.

It’s our time, our dharma, to create this now.

Stand together for mental healing

And spiritual wholeness.

Know that a safe, joyous future is still possible.

Begin today to seek the future you wish to see,

And take action in any small way you can to alleviate the suffering of the world.

Stand strong, be courageous, don’t back down from a new reality.

It is possible to co-create a better world.

To transform the tears for those suffering the unimaginable

Into blessings for us on our forward journey.

Precipice of the Abyss

Moving into the wild west, the great unknown;

Although many parts have long been known.

To feel how the puzzle pieces shift…

Will they come together in this new space?

Will a larger picture be born?

Will my eyes be open and my lenses be clear to SEE the picture?

What will we make of the picture?

Will we still be puzzled?

Standing on the edge of movement that feels scary.

Sometimes feels exactly right and other times feels so wrong.

The only choice is movement, is action (when you can’t sit still).

Taking the next step, whether it turns out to be right or wrong,

Because impermanence is the only thing we know for sure anyway.

So learning to flow with these changes as life itself,

Without grasping too long or too hard to one outcome or another.

With gratitude for the options TO move and change,

To ebb and flow.

The challenge is to actually feel it all, and to move the head out of the way

Long enough to enjoy and relish in the dance of it all.

As a wise man once said,

One way or another, something’s got to give.

Curiosity of Death

A friend’s too young son died today.

There are always questions, and never answers as to why.

Their generation suffers from an underlying hum of anxiety and depression, feelings that are too often unnamed and unexamined. Many of them are even loved by so many and likely have so much life in front of them. Yet they make the decision to end this.

Is it a conscious choice, or one that is made in the blackout of depression?

Or is it simply a curiosity of death the drives them to discover the next chapter in the infinite field of possibilities?

Maybe they’ve pondered all the existential questions of this life and feel like there’s more to learn in the next?

This is in no way a means to add salt to the searing wounds of those left behind….it is only a ponderance.

Perhaps they were not completely in pain, but were pushed to the outer bounds by the underlying not-enoughness or what-ifness.

Whatever their impulses, may we honor them on the next leg of their journey.

Running

Why do we run away from what we most want?

We must first admit we are running away. And then maybe we’ll figure out what we really want.

Me- I want everything. I don’t want to miss a single person, place, or experience on this planet…or any other planet for that matter. But I must learn to put mind over matter. The same mind that knows what it wants is the one that has absolutely no idea what it really needs. And this mind wants one thing today and another completely different (fabricated) path the next.

How is there enough time in this lifetime to feel all these experiences? (How many lifetimes are there?)

So rather than choosing one, I choose them all. And then I effectively proceed to self-sabotage all of them, one by one. Because I don’t leave any actual space for digging deep into any ONE thing. Is this really FOMO (fear of missing out), though? Or is there a deeper (obviously a well I didn’t consciously dig) issue at play here?

Am I running from what I REALLY want?

Are all the people, places, and experiences manifestations of the same longing? What am I missing? What is the essence of the hole I’m trying to fill?

I really want to know what this is….but first, I have a trip to plan.