A guy who smokes dope and I have a common interest: peace of mind. His way is chemical and mine is a spiritual practice of silence, solitude, meditation, reading and right action with others. I have found that my way gives me energy to focus on living with compassion, rather than self-centered behavior. I am not sure about the results of the chemical peace of mind. Since I do not walk that path, I cannot make a judgment about it. Experience has so far told me that my path is the only one that works for me.
Monday, September 29, 2014
I read where God is generous. I sometimes miss the sheer enjoyment of this. I am trying too hard to negotiate something with God. I forget that God does not think like me. God gives love, mercy, forgiveness and more. I don't earn any of this. It is just God being God. I have trouble accepting this Godness. I have to do something to get love, mercy and forgiveness. If you want my forgiveness, you had to shape up first. Too often, this is my attitude. I am glad that God is not like me in my moments of quid pro quo. Today, let us try and just enjoy God's love and all that goes with it. Maybe it will help us be a little more like God? One can only hope.
Sunday, September 28, 2014
I think that sports teams are scrambling to get players to treat women with respect. Don't objectify them. Don't see them as sex objects for your pleasure. Don't make looks everything. Well, take a look at the cheerleaders for these teams. It is pretty loud and clear what women are to male sports events. I think our treatment of women is learned behavior.
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Someone told me that acceptance does not mean approval. I am working on that. It sticks with me which is usually a sign that I need to focus on an issue. Driving around town today, bicycle riders without helmets taking chances on the road, drivers on cell phones going minus miles per hour, lack of parking in the shopping area, and not finding the things I went to buy in the store, makes for a good chance to work on "acceptance not meaning approval." Don't move to Boulder. Lots of acceptance issues here. Some days I am overwhelmed. Is that why people smoke dope here?
Friday, September 26, 2014
I watched the PBS weeklong documentary on the Teddy, Franklin and Eleanor and extended family. I realized that I knew nothing or very little about Teddy for sure and the others as well. I thought I knew history. Guess not. I was beginning to feel a bit uneducated, when I read Paul's first letter to the Corinthians, chapter 13. He says there that love is more important than knowledge. I feel better. I may be uneducated, but I do try to love. So whenever you feel a bit diminished for whatever reason, ask yourself if you are loving today. When I am loving, I am happier. When I am simply accumulating knowledge but not loving, I don't feel quite so good, except in my ego which cannot seem to sustain any happiness.
Thursday, September 25, 2014
A good coach, bishop, CEO, leader does not try to make all the people in their charge to be the same. A healthy company, team, church is like a body. It has different parts. They are meant to be different but work in some fashion for a common goal. In the church I belong to it is "The Kingdom of God." Without the women religious doing all their various outreach ministries, we are not the body we need to be to manifest the Kingdom. We need our nuns to do things that the rest of us cannot or won't do. Go Sisters!
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
My friend Michelle, works in an office down the hall from me. Sometimes her door is almost closed, just a tiny bit open. She is important around here with an important title. I wonder if she is doing something important and does not want to be bothered by anyone. But what if she is miserable and lonely and hungry and in a down mood, while doing something important? What to do? I am feeling playful. This sometimes is my job description when everyone else is grinding out work. So I take my bag of M&Ms and an empty bowl. I walk down the hall to just outside her office door. I pour the candy into the bowl so you can hear each M&M hit the bowl. Then I put the bowl on a counter top. Very soon, Michelle opens her door and comes out. M&Ms trumps important work every time. At least I have found it so. Let the play time begin!