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How High You Bounce

I am a ‘Tigger'; no doubt about it. Most people who know me would agree that I am bouncy and high energy (sometimes, I wonder if annoyingly so:)  and in possession of a sense of optimism that defies circumstances. I learned the art of resilience throughout my life, seeing it on par with strength, or perhaps even a wee bit more powerful. Some people are so resilient, they seem to be made of Silly Putty and rubber bands and stretch back into shape when they most feel like they could be bent out of shape. Think about the circumstances you have faced and how you have shown up in those events. Have you sunk low or bounced high?  Who was on the ‘trampoline’ with you? Did you judge yourself for wherever you were on the resilience scale or were you accepting of the woman or man in the mirror? Are you willing to stretch a bit beyond comfort zones?

I wonder if this has already been done, but I have long thought that it would be fun to develop a psychological test that would ask these questions:

Who is your favorite Winnie The Pooh character?

Who is your favorite Peanuts character?

Who is your favorite Wizard of Oz character?

 

For me, it’s a no brainer…the aforementioned jungle feline, Snoopy and a toss up between the Scarecrow and Toto.

Snoopy appeals to me because of his vivid imagination that can turn a doghouse into an airplane and the way he does his happy dance. He is also unafraid of showing his emotions, laughing and crying with equal ease and he loves to tease Lucy with a great big ol’ slurp on the face.

The Scarecrow was Dorothy’s first friend in Oz and was a wayshower, sometimes not even sure which direction he was to go , but open to various options. He would sometimes lose his stuffins’ as he stuck up for those he loved and he gladly faced fire for Dorothy.

Toto pulled away the illusion of The Great and Powerful Oz as he surely as he drew back the curtain and revealed the man standing behind it, working the levers and switches. He was a truthteller.

Take a few minutes to give yourself this quiz and ask about the significance of your choices and how they reflect the human being who is in your clothes right now.

http://youtu.be/dJFyz73MRcg The Wonderful Thing About Tiggers

Everything Possible

 

Children are like little sponges who soak up the environmental essence that surrounds them.  Joyfully, if they are immersed in love and nurturing, they grow and thrive, their brilliant colors emerging from them. Sadly (and sometimes tragically), if they are immersed in criticism, derision and violence whether verbal or phyisical, they may fail to thrive on all levels. In the past few years in particular, I have, with gratitude, been beautifully aware of how blessed I was to have been raised by parents who recognized that dynamic. Someone asked me today  how I found my way through some pretty dark and scary metaphorical forests that included the deaths of my husband and both parents as well as a few friends over the years, financial challenges, relationship shifts, job challenges and health issues. My immediate answer was that my parents provided solid role models for bouncing back like being on a trampoline. My father would often say “If that’s the worst thing that ever happens to you, you’ll be ok.”, in the midst of adolescent angst. It felt dismissive at times, but in retrospect, it was empowering and reinforcing that I would indeed make it through whatever might emerge. They invited me to play and work in equal measure. They encouraged respect of others and myself; knowing that both are important.  I respected them out of love and not fear. The provided a safe haven for exploration of the world; knowing that there was always a home in the heart to which I could return. I was grateful to have had them into my 50’s and to this day, appreciate who they continue to be in my life from the other side; my most ardent cheerleaders.

Listen in to this song, written by Fred Small and questions with me what the lives of everyone on the planet would be like if they heard these words.

 

http://youtu.be/e9lfi7gCuz0 Everything Possible by Fred Small

Spring Awakening

 

The spring equinox – when the sun is positioned directly over the Earth’s equator– will occur at 1:14 a.m. Eastern on Tuesday March 20th…a few hours from now. Most humans (and certainly the one writing this entry) are fascinated with thresholds from one season to the next, one state of being and awareness from another. Perhaps you will feel an energetic shift. I certainly do and it isn’t just because I notice that all of the flowers are popping their full to bursting leaves and buds from branches and soil much earlier than usual since this winter has been exceedingly mild here on the East Coast of the U.S.  I have lived in the Philadelphia area almost all my life, except for a 2 1/2 year span of time when I was in South Florida. A meteorological happening known as Hurricane Andrew roared through Homestead in August of 1992 and blew us northward. I have never known a winter quite like this one.

With the blossoming of flora comes the opportunity to grow our own hearts and lives. I think of it as spring awakening; that time when we stretch our own leaves and branches and plant seeds for summer growth. This can be done metaphorically by shaking ourselves free of frozen dreams in the same way we would melt away our winter doldrums at the first hint of the new season.  My spring awakening comes in the form of exploring and then releasing my own cryogenesis that looks like self imposed limitation, guilt, fear and shame around choices made and opportunities lost. That clears the soil for planting new life and budding possibility. In my life it looks like discovering new opportunities to grow my creativity and reach out to as yet unknown people.  It also indicates the importance of knowing what I want. I can’t plant tomato seeds and expect to grow corn, and yet there have been many times, too numerous to count when I have done that in my day to day interactions. I ask myself, “What is it that a person would need to believe in order to harvest the crop I have planted that is now coming to fruition?”  The answer isn’t always easy, but profoundly simple and it comes down to this…they would have to believe that all is well, or all is hell…with not much in between.

 

I choose to go with the well idea and know that regardless of appearances, I am always held and supported by a pronoiac universe that only wants my highest good and is willing to help me water, feed and weed my outrageously sprawling garden. How does your garden grow?

http://youtu.be/yGKPHFrHVVY Here Comes The Sun-George Harrison, Ringo Starr, Elton John, Phil Collins, Eric Clapton

May The Grace

 

Music has the capacity to transcend borders, boundaries, religion and reason, touching places that words alone are unable to reach. That may sound strange coming from a wordsmith. Perhaps a better way to say it is that words blended with music are that much richer, fuller and juicier in their expression. It’s hard to imagine a world without it. It accompanies me throughout my day, as I write, (although at the moment, in the wee hours of the morning, before the sun has awoken, out of courtesy for my sleeping son, the only music that reaches my ears is coming from a cooing mourning dove outside my window), in the car as I sing along, in  my office at work, at the gym as I sweat my prayers and in my head as a song pops in, cajoling me to add my voice.

A few days ago, Something Beautiful came through by way of Facebook. Alexi Murdoch is a Scottish singer-songwriter who inititally entered into my awareness on WXPN, an eclectic NPR station located at the University of Pennsylvania. www.xpn.org  The song Orange Sky was the first piece of his that had me wanting more “I dreamed last night, I stood beneath an orange sky, with my brother standing by.” had me mesmerized, but this one that you will hear shortly, truly dove deep and could very well become an interfaith classic. Enjoy this aural affirmation.

 

May the Grace of God be with you always, in your heart May you know the truth inside you from the start May you find the strength to know that you are a part of something beautiful…
X3

And I thought that I saw, a light Shine, I thought that I saw a light shine Yes, I thought, that I saw, a light Shine; I think I see a light shine, now….

May the Grace of God be with you always, in your heart May you know the truth inside you from the start May you find the strength to know that you are a Part of something beautiful…
May the Grace of God be with you always, in your heart May you know the truth inside you from the start May you find the strength to know that you are a Part of something beautiful…

And I thought that I saw, a light Shine, I thought that I saw a light shine Yes, I thought, that I saw, a light Shine; I thought that I saw a light shine Yes, I thought, that I saw, a light Shine; I thought that I saw a light shine Yes, I thought, that I saw, a light Shine; I thought that I saw a light shine Yes, I thought, that I saw, a light Shine; I think I see a light shine….now

From the corner of my eye I thought I saw a light shine From the corner of my eye I thought I saw a light shine X10

And I thought that I saw, a light shine, I thought that I saw, a light shine Yes, I thought, that I saw, a light Shine; I thought I saw a light shine now (From the corner of my eye I thought I saw a light shine From the corner of my eye I thought I saw a light shine) And I thought, than I saw, a light shine, I thought that I saw, a light shine Yes, I thought, that I saw, a light Shine; I think i see a light shine now

May the Grace of God be with you always, in your heart May you know the truth inside you from the start May you find the strength to know that you are a Part of something beautiful.

 

The idea of Grace has long fascinated me. There are many defintions, but a fitting one for our purposes here:

a. Divine love and protection bestowed freely on people.
b. The state of being protected or sanctified by the favor of God.
c. An excellence or power granted by God.
I had long heard that Grace is unearned, like love. It is offered just because it can be, because it is within the pervue of the Source to do so. If that is the case, how could we ever turn it down? What is it that has us hold up our hands and say “No, no, I couldn’t possibly.”, when our most fervent prayers are calling out for it? Such paradoxical creatures are we humans.
So, in this day and all those that follow, I encourage all of us to feel the flowing love of Divine Grace wash over us and know that this light is ALWAYS shining brilliantly within us.

http://youtu.be/qpubpGlRe0o  Something Beautiful by Alexi  Murdoch

www.aleximurdoch.com

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