What a privilege and blessing this life experience is.
It is an interesting question which immediately raised a follow on for me: Compared to what? We enjoy today, what royalty, Presidents and the elite did not, in the fairly recent past. Is it better? Are we happier? I guess it depends on what we see the “better” is, otherwise we might find ourselves clapping with one hand.
With devotion, dedication and a splash of determination.
Make something with my hands, just for the person in mind.
At the moment, it is a slow, hot burn. It is one of those spiritual earthquakes rolling on through – but the quake is still.
Freedom from suffering.
My best creative spirit emerges when I am alone.
If you watch a movie and it is predictable, at the end it is, “meh”. Watch a suspenseful movie and at the end it is, “wow”. Stepping into the unknown in anticipation of wow, is my preference.
The very subtle at the very edge of the periphery – just beyond the senses, but at the same time, a deep knowing is present.
Their languages and even nuances within the same language from different parts of the world.
A wagging tail.
When I peeled away all the layers on an onion, I was left with nothing. It got me wondering if I would be the same. A delightful pool of nothingness, bubbling with infinite possibilities. What a delicious thought…
To bring increased focus on strengthening my immune system.
By literally asking myself, “what am I standing on?” Meaning, what thought, emotion, feeling and asking why.
As a wee boy, I loved to lay in the grass and look in wonder at the sky – day time was the clouds and night, the stars. All these years later, it translates into a knowing that I am part of something much bigger than I can comprehend.
If I substitute the word, “battle” for “challenge”, then empathy and kindness comes to the fore. Life isn’t a battle – winners and losers, scheming and strategizing, gaining the upper ground… I hung my battle gear up a long time ago.
The warp and weft – by all appearances, seems to be ordered most days…
What is here, is here and everything else is either a possibility or a memory. I have always found dancing to the rhythm of the music is the best experience.
Without a doubt through our individual and collective creative expression. We have been conditioned around self first, collecting wealth and possessions, not-in-my-backyard, etc., etc. Moving to individual and collective self expression through the context of benefiting others and the collective will bring forward many creative solutions to the problems of the world and responding to climate catastrophes, etc. It will break down barriers and bring a solution focus front and center.
Haha, the words are always the problem, hey?
A disclaimer first: The world on this side of these hazel eyes is vastly different to the world on the outside. There once was a time when someone said that it would only be when everyone had a shiny red Ferrari in their garage that we would all experience true happiness. But there was some dissent. Some argued that only yellow could lead to that goal. Still others argued that in fact a Porsche was the only answer. In fact, they felt so strongly about it, they were prepared to kill the r...
A disclaimer first: The world on this side of these hazel eyes is vastly different to the world on the outside. There once was a time when someone said that it would only be when everyone had a shiny red Ferrari in their garage that we would all experience true happiness. But there was some dissent. Some argued that only yellow could lead to that goal. Still others argued that in fact a Porsche was the only answer. In fact, they felt so strongly about it, they were prepared to kill the red Ferrari advocates. At the same time, there was this other guy who wondered if we could ever raise our awareness to such a level so as to be able to communicate with rocks, trees and perhaps even the earth or even the mycelium itself? I wonder if that level of awareness was achieved and the trees helped him evolve his skin to green to draw life energy from the sun, would that be the end of world problems? I suppose there would still be a chance that the guys with the white or black or yellow or red skin might view the guy with the green skin as weird, perhaps even dangerous… So when the student asked the master what the Buddha was and he replied – three bags of flax seed, the tears started to flow.
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