Suffering totally sucks. Watching people we love suffer, totally sucks. There is an obsession in our culture with doing well and being happy and it propels us into doing everything we can to not suffer. We make all sorts of plans and learn a whole bunch of information and practice skills so that we can make a fantastic life full of rainbows and butterflies and exquisite lovers and cold hard cash. Let’s outsmart suffering. Let’s outgrow suffering. Let’s out evolve suffering. Let’s do it better than our parents so we won’t suffer. Don’t let the irony be lost on you.
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Do you know where you are right now? Silly question. Staring at a screen right? But your mind, your heart, the bulk of your focus. I can’t speak for everyone here, but I can speak for myself when I say that being fully present is difficult. Even being partially present really. I find a tremendous amount of comfort and excitement in fantasies of the future, in planning, in having a whole world that exists outside of right now that I am living into. I’ve always been urgent and even somewhat intense. (Those who know me well might get a chuckle
Compassion and condonation are not the same thing. Collapsing the two leads to idiot compassion. Idiot compassion is sourced from a desperation to do good. It is noble, but blind. It is dripping with altruism and perpetuates the problems that call for a compassionate view to begin with. Idiot compassion says “let it be. We are all the same. This behavior comes from ignorance. Love anyway.” Idiot compassion paralyzes. Allows for. Hides on the sidelines and nods. Idiot compassion is ignorance dressed in love’s clothing. Compassion says “Let it move. Be aware. This behavior comes from ignorance. Make a choice of right action. Love while doing
Heavy title huh? It’s heavy shit. What is not being fulfilled and why not? Said another way, what is our world waiting for from you and what’s holding you back? I am insightful and I am talented. This isn’t horn tooting and it isn’t personal, it’s a mixture of my genetics, personality, culture, the opportunities I’ve been afforded and the time and place we are on this planet. Much comes easily to me and I grateful for that. But what comes with it is an intense amount of anxiety. What happens for someone when they have the impulse and resources
I own a variety of hats. Which is totally weird because I’m not really a ‘hat person’, but it seams that I have accidentally accumulated a bunch over time. I finally have a use for them. I was recently exploring this notion of role and the challenge that I face around moving from role to role with a sense of presence and grace. As I have been engaging in this predicament, I am seeing it everywhere with others that I work with and love, as one sees dogs everywhere after they get a new puppy. It is described to me
In so many ways we are the same. In so many ways we are so radically different from one another. What is downright fascinating is that we all suffer, we all know that we all suffer and yet most of us are still unable to connect to the suffering of others. In fact, we make our suffering about others…the whole, ‘you’re doing this to me’ thing. Suffering is an inevitable part of being human, that our suffering comes from each other is both undeniably true and a complete illusion. There is so much that wants to be said about compassion, about expanding our perspectives
What big ol’ stack of beliefs do you have stored away about what it will take to have your work be what you want it to be? How many hours are not enough? How many are too much? How long should it take you to reply to an e-mail? a phone call? What are your standards for the work that you do? Is good enough, enough, just get it done and get the cheque? Or is perfection the expectation- vigilance the method? How do you see people and their role? They serve you? You serve them? You’re all one collective
I’ve spent a good deal of my time writing business plans for other people and the part of the plan that I loath is the competitive analysis. Not because I don’t think that having that information is valuable, indeed, it is, but because the over all approach to competition in business is archaic and, to go all hippie on you for a moment, leads to a contraction rather than an expansion of energy. We humans are obsessed with being better than one another and although healthy competition is the source of great innovation, getting caught up in trying to out-do
A number of years ago I lived with a friend, a single mom, and her two year old daughter. Two year olds are awesome, my son is two now. They are funny and learning so much, everyday a new adventure for learning. One particular day, I learned a lesson from this two year old girl that has stuck with me. She was walking around with this bucket of balls. She would stop somewhere and pull them out and put them on the ground, arrange the colours and so forth and then put them back in the bucket and take them
We’ve all got at least one. Most of us have a whole list smashing around in our heads, possibly not even written anywhere. They hang there like laundry on a line in a slight drizzle, threatening to never quite dry and thus hang there forever. To do’s. You know what I’m talking about. Not the to-do’s that are written down and checked off. Not the dozens upon dozens of items we do get done everyday and without even thinking. I’m talking about the important stuff. The items that haven’t become so urgent that if you don’t take care of it