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A Wrinkle In Time

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When I love a book, I read it multiple times, finding it intriguing and compelling. Such is the case of the 1962 classic young adult novel by Madeleine L’Engle called A Wrinkle In Time.  It entered my life in high school and I have likely perused the pages somewhere in the mid-double digits since then. It is a parable about good vs. evil, darkness vs. light and love vs. fear. The focus of the book and subsequent movie which I watched with my son recently is the Murry family, consisting of scientist mother and father, a teenage daughter named Meg who feels like a total misfit, twin  10 year old  ‘average’ brothers Sandy and Dennys and savant 6 year old brother Charles Wallace. The oldest and youngest Murry kids and their friend Calvin O’Keefe go on a rescue mission to find their father who disappeared years earlier while on a time travel experiment. 

With the aspects of what Joseph Campbell would refer to as ‘The Hero’s Journey’; the experience is seen primarily through physically and at times, emotionally/spiritually myopic Meg’s eyes. 

From Campbell’s iconic book The Hero with a Thousand Faces:  “A hero ventures forth from the world of common day into a region of supernatural wonder: fabulous forces are there encountered and a decisive victory is won: the hero comes back from this mysterious adventure with the power to bestow boons on his fellow man.”

Meg compares herself to her beautiful mother, her ‘normal’ twin brothers and her genius little brother of whom she feels protective when people don’t understand him and ridicule him. By the end of the book and movie, she recognizes her own worth and discovers her inner power.

Some quotes that remain with me and are applicable in my own life:

 “It’s not what things look like. It’s what they are like.” Like and equal are not the same thing.”  Our perception is open to adaptation at our will and when we change how we see things, everything we see changes.

“All that is important is unseen. All seen things are temporary. All unseen things are eternal. What you seek is like music. It sweeps you aloft so that you are moving in glory among the stars. Take time to find the unseen.” I have found that when I view the world through Divine eyes, those of love and acceptance, what I discover is infinitely more exquisite.

“You have something the darkness does not have. It is only yours and you must find it for yourself.”  Simply put, that something is love. Love trumps fear and shines the light in the darkness of fear.

 

One of my favorite songs about time   http://youtu.be/qHDt2t0oO7g 

Time In A Bottle by Jim Croce

One Minute Mindfulness

 

                                                 

Although there is alot to love about Donald Altman’s latest book entitled One minute Mindfulness: 50 simple ways to find peace, clarity, and new possibilities in a stressed-out world, my favorite portion opens the door for what follows:  “If there is a single secret to one-minute mindfulness, it is this: live the next sixty seconds as if your whole life depended on them, with a sense of urgency and excitement, or as if you had just arrived in a foreign land where there is nothing expected, hackneyed or taken for granted.”  Hmmm….I mused after reading this passage a few times and felt a sense of determination to do just that, to enter into the next moment, without expectation, but with anticipation that something wondrous could occur.

As a consummate recovering type A, I appreciate that this book is a user friendly guide, as it lays out, step by step ideas for enjoying each precious moment, enhancing relationships, finding rewarding right livelihood work, improving eating habits,  thus re-establishing wellness, immersing in life more fully and completely.

Anecdotes that put these concepts into practice, wisdom quotes, portable life skill exercises are a hallmark of the book. Altman encourages readers to ‘create an island of peace’, ‘gaze at the sky and the moon’, ‘leave work behind’, ‘find pleasantness’, ‘be at peace with desire’ and learn ‘lessons from the Earth’ and elaborates on them chapter by chapter.

The rewards of doing these practices are enumerable and priceless. Imagine having more peace, a sense of equanimity with whatever shows up in your life, getting the most out of each precious moment. One minute Mindfulness is the reminder to live both mind-fully and heart-fully.

www.oneminutemindfulnessbook.com

You’re Perfect

                                                          Benjamin Smythe

 

 

What if you knew that you were ‘perfect’, as is…without judgment or condemnation? Once upon a challenging day, a young man named Benjamin Smythe had what I think of as a ‘God-vers-ation’. What emerged was the idea to create a simple sign and take it to the streets.  It consisted of two life changing words:  “YOU’RE PERFECT”.   When I watched a you tube video on Karma Tube about his revelation, that you can enjoy below, I had several competing thoughts…  “yeh, wouldn’t it be nice if…” and “wow, what a relief..now I don’t need to do more to be more….there’s no there to get to.”  Our cultures tell us that perfection is unattainable, that only God is perfect. But, what if we are, as many spiritual teachers offer, ‘God in a body’? Then wouldn’t we, even with all of our woundings and wonderings, be perfect too? That doesn’t invite arrogance, because when you recognize perfection in yourself, you see it mirrored in the eyes of all those you encounter…they’re perfect as well. And what about all of that ‘life stuff’ that happens…the marvelous and the messy…what if it is perfection-reflection. 

Wishing you awareness of your ab-soul-ute perfection <3

 

How do you live your Bliss?

I aim for having fun and don’t hope to be happy all the time.  Wanting to be happy all the time is so damn painful.

How did the inspiration for You’re Perfect, arise?

A really bad day in 2005.  I thought, “If I make other people feel better, I bet that would make me feel better.”  It worked. 

 
Were you immediately enthused about it?

I enjoyed it, but it wasn’t until 2008, after a particular experience of clarity that the sign really came to life for me because, wouldn’t you know, the universe is perfect just the way it is. 

Since people’s image of perfection is varied, what is your idea of the concept?

Perfect, as I use the word, simply means “what is so obviously the case”.  I also mean it as “unique, one-of-a-kind, and (paradoxically) equal to everything else”.

 
What resistance do we have to embracing our perfection?

I have never met someone who is resistant to perfection because perfection includes resistance. The minute I have the idea “This, not that” I set myself for disappointment because, by golly, I am not in control of the universe.  I notice when I relax my expectations, everything happens perfectly.  This does not mean I get my way all the time.  It simply means I am not controlled by the need to get my way all the time. Again, wanting to be happy all the time is so painful.  I prefer to be real because oddly, it feels better.

 
What was the initial reaction when you began holding up your sign?
 
Same as it is now:  thumbs up, thumbs down, smiles, laughs, “f-you’s”, “no, I’m not’s”, and tons of no responses.

How has it changed you?

1. If someone smiled, I used to think that had something to do with me.  If someone frowned, I used to feel pity for them.  If someone said, “F-off” I used to get sad.  All of these assumed they were responding to me.  How could they respond to me?  I am just a guy holding a sign.  They are only ever responding to their own interpretation of what they think they are experiencing.  I have nothing to do with that, cannot control it, and now, through day after day, year after year of standing on the street with the sign, have absolutely no desire to try. Trying to control other people, even with private wishful thinking, is hell.  I am not into suffering.

2. The other thing I learned is the minute I think someone should react differently I really have no right to hold the sign because it would mean I have no clue as to what perfection is.  Whatever happens, perfect.

3. It destroyed my stereotypes.  All my ideas about “what someone looks like equals who they are” got demolished.  I have had car loads of tattooed gangbangers cheering and whistling and I have little old ladies give me the stink eye.  I no longer waste my time assuming appearance has anything to do with who someone is.

4. Over the last 6 years, the single greatest lesson I have learned is: I am not that important.  I am just 1 of approx. 7,000,000,000 people on earth. I die tomorrow and the world goes on fine without me, maybe even better.  The brutal honesty of the universe is the source of freedom. I didn’t know this before I held the sign and I have to say, it is so damn relaxing to know it now.  Whew…what a load off! 

 
What would you like to see this do as it dances about in the world?

When I have expectations, I bother myself. I don’t have any desire for the sign to do anything special because holding it is as special as it gets.  It is amazing to have found something that is it’s own reward.  Many things I used to do were to eventually reach some point in the future.  There is no point to reach with the sign because everyday is the same: thumbs up, thumbs down, smiles, laughs, boos, and tons of no responses.  I really don’t care what happens out there and I notice I usually have a blast doing it.

 
How can they get involved?

The only lastingly satisfying way for people to get involved is to come up with their own, unique expression. The minute something becomes institutionalized it begins to lose it’s potency.  I hear people say, “The more signs like this, the better.”  No way.  Anyone who pays attention to how the human mind works, knows that saturation is the death of an idea.  If their were signs everywhere, the eye would pass over it eventually,  It does this with millions of items every day.  Advertisers have to work hard to overcome the saturation factor by coming up with new ways to pitch the same exact item for this very reason.  

Anyone who is paying attention knows the sooner you sit down and really do the hard work of coming up with something unique, the sooner you will have created something fresh, inspiring and alive to play with.  Not only that, it will be yours. I highly recommend reading You are Not a Gadget by Jaron Lanier.  The modern technological push is slowly destroying human creativity and he offers some wonderful ways to avoid the destruction the dominant Internet culture is generating.   

Think of it this way:  If there were 1,000,000 Bliss Blogs, would you really give this project the same energy? The joy of creativity is knowing you really are offering something unique, not only to you, but to the world. A “clever or inspiring sign” becomes a “whatever sign” eventually.  The “You’re Perfect” sign is no different.

Wishing you whatever you wish yourself,
Benjamin

http://www.karmatube.org/videos.php?id=2240   You’re Perfect video

 
www.benjamintsmythe.com
 

A Path With A Heart

                                       

The Teachings of Don Juan: A Yaqui Way of Knowledge by anthropology student Carlos Castaneda,  came into my life in the 1970′s  although it was published  in 1968. Autobiographical?  Allegorical?  Both?  It didn’t really matter to this youthful spiritual seeker who gobbled up these writings like the mystical meal that they were. My favorite portion is offered here:

“Anything is one of a million paths. Therefore you must always keep in mind that a path is only a path; if you feel you should not follow it, you must not stay with it under any conditions. To have such clarity you must lead a disciplined life. Only then will you know that any path is only a path and there is no affront, to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you to do. But your decision to keep on the path or to leave it must be free of fear or ambition. I warn you. Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think necessary.

This question is one that only a very old man asks. Does this path have a heart? All paths are the same: they lead nowhere. They are paths going through the bush, or into the bush. In my own life I could say I have traversed long long paths, but I am not anywhere. Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn’t, it is of no use. Both paths lead nowhere; but one has a heart, the other doesn’t. One makes for a joyful journey; as long as you follow it, you are one with it. The other will make you curse your life. One makes you strong; the other weakens you.
      
 Before you embark on any path ask the question: Does this path have a heart? If the answer is no, you will know it, and then you must choose another path. The trouble is nobody asks the question; and when a man finally realizes that he has taken a path without a heart, the path is ready to kill him. At that point very few men can stop to deliberate, and leave the path. A path without a heart is never enjoyable. You have to work hard even to take it. On the other hand, a path with heart is easy; it does not make you work at liking it.”

Each day, as I set my bare feet on the ground, taking a step out into the world, there is before me, always a choice as to the direction I maneuver my life. I can dig in my heels and refuse to move forward. I can walk the path alone or in the company of dear ones. I can welcome people along some of the trail and then veer off solo. I can invite in new journeyers. I can plot a course and follow it definitively or I can willingly or reluctantly take detours, enjoying the scenery along the way. Believe me, I have done all of those and have found reward in each, including digging in my heels, since it showed me clearly, the areas in which I had set roadblocks and needed to clear away space in which I could move forward with greater ease and grace. The thing is, there is no ‘there’ to get to. The joy is in the journey.

Just got back from the wedding of the daughter of a dear friend,  named Gary. It was the wedding ‘that almost wasn’t’ (for today at least), since the venue was smack dab in the middle of hurricane-land. All of us kept holding a vision that the weather would clear and that the ceremony and festivities would go on as planned. Long about noon, I met up with my friend Ken and together we drove the remaining 40 minutes or so, with the residual wind whipping around the Jeep en route. The gray clouds would occasionally step aside while the sun-glow attempted to push its way through. By the time we arrived, the venue was packed, as the other guests had weathered the storm as well and were smiling in anticipation of the joyous occasion. As a minister, over the past 12 years, I have officiated at a few hundred weddings. It is rare that I am simply a guest, so being a ‘civilian’ was a different kind of experience. I could relax and just enjoy it; basking in the beautiful energy of it all. As I often do, I mused at the winding path that led me to be dancing with, talking with, laughing with, enjoying food with friends, including Ken, Phil and Janet whom I have known for years, as well as folks I just met today.  When my husband died 13 years ago, Gary showed up from our interfaith community to sit shiva with us. We became friends after that and now here I was celebrating his daughter’s marriage. Clearly a path with heart we both stepped on. Wishing Julie and T.J. showers of love and blessings that rival the waters that fell from the heavens in anticipation.

Walking out of the restaurant to the parking lot, Ken and I noticed the brilliant sunshine and light winds and were finding it remarkable how the remnants of the storm were gone…hard to  imagine that 24 hours earlier, the view was quite different. I shared my favorite line from the movie The Neverending Story…”It’s like the nothing never was.”

When all is said and done, I can use the heart as a map and compass to guide each step along the way.

ww.reverbnation.com/artist/song_details/2428086 A Path With A Heart by Michael London

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