Thursday, September 21, 2006

DailyOM

Following The CurrentGoing With The Flow
The expression going with the flow is a metaphor that applies to navigating a river. When we go with the flow, we follow the current of the river rather than push against it. People who go with the flow may be interpreted as lazy or passive, but to truly go with the flow requires awareness, presence, and the ability to blend one's own energy with the prevailing energy. Going with the flow doesn't mean we toss our oars into the water and kick back in the boat, hoping for the best. Going with the flow means we let go of our individual agenda and notice the play of energy all around us. We tap into that energy and flow with it, which gets us going where we need to go a whole lot faster than resistance will. Going with the flow doesn't mean that we don't know where we're going; it means that we are open to multiple ways of getting there. We are also open to changing our destination, clinging more to the essence of our goal than to the particulars. We acknowledge that letting go and modifying our plans is part of the process. Going with the flow means that we are aware of an energy that is larger than our small selves and we are open to working with it, not against it. Many of us are afraid of going with the flow because we don't trust that we will get where we want to go if we do. This causes us to cling to plans that aren't working, stick to routes that are obstructed, and obsess over relationships that aren't fulfilling. When you find yourself stuck in these kinds of patterns, do yourself a favor and open to the flow of what is rather than resisting it. Trust that the big river of your life has a plan for you and let it carry you onward. Throw overboard those things that are weighing you down. Be open to revising your maps. Take a deep breath and move into the current.

Monday, September 18, 2006

Wild Geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting--
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
© Mary Oliver

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

dream

my alarm went off this morning when i was in a deep, deep state of mind.. dreaming. i didn't realize it was my alarm for what seemed like an eternity.. normally i hit the snooze within seconds. i think this may have been a minute. the dream is floating through my head, and I'm not quite able to put it to words. But before I lose it all.. I was at dinner with a family.. mom, dad, son and daughter.. and I was holding the son.. who had scratches and marks all over his face.. and I remember the sensation of his face being very close to mine. And his little sister was having some sort of episode, crying and going off.. out of control. There was a feeling in me that she had some sort of emotional or mental disorder, and that possibly the little boy did too. Because he was very small.. yet seemed to be quite wise and powerful as I was holding him in my arms looking into his eyes. I asked him.. "doesn't she bother you?" or drive you crazy? something like that. he looked at me and whispered.. but with amazing force.. it used to. but then i realized, you just have to keep her distracted.. talk to her and play with her and then she is ok. i could feel the love emanating from this little boy. the love he had for his sister and his acceptance of her issues. and his acknowledgement that she may have problems, but she is ok as long as you show her your love instead of other approaches of trying to get her to be quiet or control her or box her in. It's almost as if she is smarter than the adults trying to reel her in and her brother has figured this out. He is also smarter. I feel like he is one of my angels. just feeling his presence in my dream.. his face right in front of mine.. radiating peace, acceptance and love. gentleness.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

test

thursday. work. twirling my hair. distractions abound.
The beauty in you is your spirit. The strenth in you is your endurance. The intelligence in you is your vastness.

“Fall in love or fall in hate. Get inspired or be depressed. Get confused or be straight. Flunk a class or ace a test. Become a slut or be reborn a virgin. Get fit or get fat. Make babies or make art. Speak the truth or lie and cheat. Live happily ever after or get divorced. Dance on tables or sit in the corner and be shy. Let me (scream or whisper) a secret to you: It's doesn't matter. Nobody’s actually watching. Life is divine chaos. Embrace it. Forgive yourself. Breathe. And enjoy the ride.”
Solbeam
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