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I saw Alice in Wonderland this past weekend and just loved it.  I decided I rather fancy the idea of thinking of 6 impossible things before breakfast.  It doesn’t have to be before breakfast though it could be before bed.  I do love having vivid dreams and I go to some pretty outlandish and beautiful places in my dreams.  Why not create more of that?  Of course, I could also think of 6 lovely things before breakfast or bed.  Here’s my list today of 6 impossible things before breakfast:

1. everybody gets their own make-a-wish fairy.  You get three wishes per lifetime ’cause too many and it would get boring but only three and you’d have to be really thoughtful and selective.

2. cloudy skies will now have pull back tabs that you can reach up, pull back the tabs to reveal sunny blue skies  (I know Pacific Northwester’s love that one!)

3. blink and twitch my nose and the housework gets done, laundry folded and it floats down hallways into rooms, opens drawers and puts itself away

4. My summer home is a castle floating in the air and each day we have tea and marvelous cakes with some famous guest from any time in history.  I’ll start with Einstein on Monday, Marilyn Monroe on Tuesday, Abraham Lincoln on Wednesday, Christopher Columbus on Thursday, Jesus on Friday, Rumi on Saturday and the Tooth Fairy on Sunday.

5.  It’s 3010, I’ve got the wisdom of all ages and I’m in a 25 year old body and I teach the keys to happiness and inspire the whole world.

6. Lastly, I am a small gold coin in Martin Luther King’s pocket.  He slips his hand into his pocket and fingers my cool, smooth gold coin-ness while giving his speech “I have a dream…”

Yes, Martin Luther King, I have a dream too, that life is first about dreaming and building castles in the air and last about really believing in them.  Everything starts out first as a vision, a dream and then stay true to it in your heart and just watch how it Becomes.

See you all in 3010.  I’ll be the one accepting the Nobel Prize for finding the Keys to Happiness and I’ll give you all the scoop that the Tooth Fairy let me in on.  Oh, the stories she did tell!

This post is dedicated to all of you out there who’ve never lost your sense of wonder.

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Shortly, I will be gone for most of February.  I thought I might leave you with a few oldies but goodies.  This one always makes me laugh!  There will be more to come!  And when I get back from my training, we’ll resume to our regularly scheduled programming.  Though “regular” is not a term typically ascribed to me :-)….enjoy until I am back…blackandwhite

From here on out, this blog will be in re-runs.  There will be a continual, unending loop of re-posts.  It will be boring, repetitious and worse yet, time will elongate during this period and appear to slow down.  Painfully so.

I’m just kidding!  My point and I do have one, she says snarkily, is that even a word?  Back to my point, the little locally focused me – the one that goes to sleep and thinks she is separate from God/Source/Universe et al.  The one who thinks banging it into place still works.  The one who believes that all forms of fretting will keep any negative surprises at bay.  The one who forgets about resting and trusting in the continually unfolding nature of all things. The one who wants to go it alone and get out there and make it happen.  The one who thinks her hands are the only hands on the levers of life.  The little locally focused me who gets a little crazy even at the idea of rest and trust.  What is little me supposed to do while bigger me is off resting and trusting?  Somebody has to DO something.  We can’t just sit here resting and trusting with a dumb ass smile on our face.  Hurry up, we’ve got worrying to do and plan B’s to execute!

Or do we?  Isn’t all spiritual forgetfulness just a re-run and a boring one at that, stuck in an endless loop with no fast forward button.   Well, I’m not actually in re-runs not literally and not metaphorically because if I were, I wouldn’t be writing about it.  I’d be lost in black and white re-broadcasts desperately searching for my color palette by adding more drama to the mix.  But if I should re-visit re-runs, I hope to remember this.  And especially I hope to recall that nothing very serious is going on here but by now some seriously dull and tiresome re-runs.

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Mandala

 

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“Each person’s life is like a mandala – a vast, limitless circle. We stand in the center of our own circle, and everything we see, hear and think forms the mandala of our life. We enter a room, and the room is our mandala. We get on the subway, and the subway car is our mandala, down to the teenager checking messages on her iPhone and the homeless man slumped in the corner. We go for a hike in the mountains, and everything as far as we can see is our mandala: the clouds, the trees, the snow on the peeks, even the rattlesnake coiled in the corner. We’re lying in a hospital bed, and the hospital is our mandala. We don’t set it up, we don’t get to choose what or who shows up in it. It is, As Chogyam Trungpa said, “the mandala that is never arranged but is always complete.” And we embrace it just as it is.

Everything that shows up in your mandala is a vehicle for your awakening. From this point of view, awakening is right at your fingertips continually. There’s not a drop of rain or a pile of dog poop that appears in your life that isn’t the manifestation of enlightened energy, that isn’t a doorway to sacred world.”
(From Pema Chodron’s newest book, Living Beautifully with Uncertainty and Change)

The above was posted on Pema’s Facebook wall this week.  I have her book and I highly recommend it.

Our lives are an ever unfolding, ever widening mandala – the landscape of our lives.  It’s rich, it’s all encompassing, and I wouldn’t trade a single part of it.  It’s emblazoned with all of me: my shame, fear, doubts, my hope, faith, dreams, wisdom and so much more.  It’s warm, pulsing and teeming with triumphs, crescendos, and the rawness of sadness and pain.

If you want to know the one thing I know for sure … here, in this rich, vibrant mandala of my life, nothing, not a thing at all, needs my mending.

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The Prayer

Something magical happens when I experience something that is such a display of splendor for the first time.  It stirs the embers of my Eternal Home.  The fires lit, I remember … nothing, not a thing at all, needs mending today.

I pray you’ll be our eyes
And watch us where we go
And help us to be wise
In times when we don’t know

Let this be our prayer
As we go our way
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your Grace
To a place where we’ll be safe
La luce che tu dai

I pray we’ll find your light
Nel cuore restera
And hold it in our hearts
A ricordarci che
When stars go out each night
L’eterna stella sei
Nella mia preghiera
Let this be our prayer
Quanta fede c’e
When shadows fill our day
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace

Give us faith so we’ll be safe.
Sogniamo un mondo senza piu violenza

Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza
Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino
Simbolo di pace e di fraternita

La forza che ci dai
We ask that life be kind
E’il desiderio che
And watch us from above
Ognuno trovi amore
We hope each soul will find
Intorno e dentro a se
Another soul to love

Let this be our prayer
Let this be our prayer
Just like every child
Just like every child

Needs to find a place,
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe
E la fede che
Hai acceso in noi
Sento che ci salvera

Lyrics to The Prayer

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“And for this year, my wish for each of us is small and very simple.

And it’s this:

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.

Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.

So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.

Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.

Make your mistakes, next year and forever.” ~Neil Gaiman

Are you all in with life?  You see, the only thing that really stops us from taking risks, being all in, and making mistakes, is fear.  But did you know underneath that cloak of fear, is you?  It’s your courage, it’s your trust, your insight, your wisdom, and your dreams.  It’s the well you draw from, the will to overcome your greatest fears.  All those resources are there for us to tap into, just below that layer of fear.   Beyond the field of your greatest fears lies a vital, grounded, pulsing life force.  That is who you really are!

“There’s a moment when fear and dreams must collide.  Someone I am is waiting for courage.  The one I will become, will catch me.  So let me fall, I will dance so freely, holding onto no one.  You can hold me only, if you too will fall…away from all these useless fears and chains.”  Cirque du Soleil lyrics to Let Me Fall

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After Earth

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“…you must realize that fear is not real.

It is a product of thoughts you create.

Do not misunderstand me:

danger is very real,

but fear is a choice.

Do you know where we are?

This is Earth.”

That’s a quote from a not yet released movie, After Earth.  It caught my attention for the bit of “new thought” they have scripted.

The latter part of the dialogue reminds me of a portion of my favorite Rilke poem: “nearby is the country they call Life.  You will know it by its seriousness.  Give me your hand.”

Yes, there are times it can get rather serious down here on planet earth.  Those times are a call to remember – I am not alone in this, nor have I ever been.

 

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Artist Josephine Wall

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Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game.
To play it is purest delight;
To honor its form–true devotion.

– Jennifer Welwood~

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