Have you ever considered the notion that those vexing dilemmas that plague your daily life are challenging you to open to new ways of thinking? Can you sense how these difficulties are the means through which something mysterious, perhaps even great, is struggling to be born through you?
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This is no longer an active blog. Sorry about that! I've moved my most intriguing questions and answers to my personal blog, shirleytwofeathers. There are some good links here, so feel free to explore, have a great day!
Saturday, December 8, 2007
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I've started a performing arts club where they are creating their play with musical accompaniment. I see somethng wonderful in regards to teaching that I've never done before. It is so wonderful seeing the energy of the room vibrate when they are creating their story!
“It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again, who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause; who at best, knows the triumph of high achievement; and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.”
-Theodore Roosevelt
Only through trials a and tribulations do you know what you are made of.
You know, I always want things to be easy. I always want to be sure that I'm doing the "right" thing. I have this idea that everything would be "OK" if only I knew that I was "safe" in the world. I do not want to "fail" at ANYTHING.
And yet... it seems to me that if everything was easy, if I was always right ... and safe ... and successful ... I would be bored as hell! I might just go to sleep one night and never wake up.
Which brings me to the answer to the question. It occurs to me that the bumps in the road.. the disasters and the grief... and yes... even the rage... is all directed to one purpose. To wake me up!
What was it the Buddha said when asked if he was a God? He said. "No, I am awake."
Clearly - he was a light sleeper. And just as clearly - I'm in a coma.
.. "the disasters and the grief... and yes... even the rage... is all directed to one purpose. To wake me up!? "
I love the writing of Ted Roosevelt and Two Feathers! I felt that I have woken up in the last few years in regards to what is really important in life ... finally waking up and smelling the coffee!
"was it the Buddha said when asked if he was a God? He said. "No, I am awake."
Does that mean we sleep for the rest of eternity or?? and when we are alive we need to wake up and go for it during our "waking" hours??
"..the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood;"
I love that quote from Teddy! He went after adventure all the time his brilliant career and he reminds me so much of how wonderful life can be when regardless of all your failures in life, you can still have success!...or just the happiness in the pursuit of success for somebody other than yourself; it brings on an abundance of intrinsic rewards that you never experienced before!.
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