from inside The Sane Asylum... Making peace with myself and getting along with it all...
Wednesday, March 2, 2016
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Stopped to Ponder...
As you integrate ignorance and failure into your knowledge and success, do the same with all the alien parts of yourself. Take everything that’s bright and beautiful in you and introduce it to the shadow side of yourself. Let your altruism meet your egotism, let your generosity meet your greed, let your joy meet your grief. Everyone has a shadow… But when you are able to say, “I am all of the above, my shadow as well as my light,” the shadow’s power is put in service of the good. Wholeness is the goal, but wholeness does not mean perfection, it means embracing brokenness as an integral part of your life...
As you welcome whatever you find alien within yourself, extend that same welcome to whatever you find alien in the outer world. I don’t know any virtue more important these days than hospitality to the stranger, to those we perceive as “other” than us...Parker Palmer
Monday, February 29, 2016
Sunday, February 28, 2016
Lessons From The Sea
“He always thought of the sea as ‘la mar’ which is what people call her in Spanish when they love her. Sometimes those who love her say bad things of her but they are always said as though she were a woman. Some of the younger fishermen, those who used buoys as floats for their lines and had motorboats, bought when the shark livers had brought much money, spoke of her as ‘el mar’ which is masculine.They spoke of her as a contestant or a place or even an enemy. But the old man always thought of her as feminine and as something that gave or withheld great favours, and if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could not help them." The Old Man and The Sea...Earnest Hemingway
Saturday, February 27, 2016
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Friday, February 19, 2016
Monday, February 15, 2016
Friday, February 12, 2016
Ecology of The Mind...
The Ecology of the Mind...the edge effect
On my morning walk I noticed the beauty of the the sea meeting the shore. The ecotone, that defined space where two habitats merge. That threshold where water meets the shore, where the forest comes to meadow, or where woodland ends at a cultivated lawn. It is the edge habitat where everything — soil content, vegetation, moisture, humidity, light, pollination — changes. It’s also where species from both sides converge, rendering it a place of complex interaction and diversity. The edge...
Things are always happening there. The small sea birds as they scramble from the edge of the waves, poking their beaks in the sand looking for that bite size crustacean. The Osprey as they break the edge of the water then towers to the sky with their next meal. Life just seems to happen on the edge.
It is a place of constant change and unexpected appearances. Such a distinction can be helpful when you are trying to distill a nebulous idea into a handful of words, or just in reflecting on a memory from our past. It is nothing more than noticing that space where broken sea shells become the sandy shore... just a glance is enough to remind us of the intensity and yet simple complexity in these places of transition, where one thing manages to become another. Edge walking with our mind and bodies.
We are all edge walkers when you really think about it. Always looking at the edge for our inspiration, our thrill our transition. Looking outward at the horizon or inward trying to discern the edge of our soul. That edge between depression and happiness, between control and freedom. The edge between love and hate, compassion and resentment. Life happens on the edge and we all are just edge walkers between life and death...make your distinctions well my friends...Doc
Tuesday, February 9, 2016
Lessons From Inside The Sane Asylum
The Gratitude of Grace
Once upon a time and place
You will find a moment of grace.
In that moment births an ocean of peace
Inside... a space that will never leave you.
Distractions will come inside your space
Distractions will go, but peace will stay.
Once upon a time and place
Distractions will go and peace will stay.
Then my friends you find your grace.
Lessons From The Heart...
Common Humanity...
My heart crying out in pain
As I silently sing your name...humanity
My bones now stiff and unwelcoming to the cold and rain
A craving for comfort demanding I board the human train.
But my soul ever whispering a secret of a common humanity...
Will I always find you hidden so deep...within this cave of my heart
as I softly say your name...humanity
My face now reflected in the mirror of time
insults me with Indelicacy of aging
but I still whisper your name...
I know I will not out run the racing hours and days
my flesh will crumble as my soul is thrown onto the wheel of lifetimes
but remember my heart always sings the secret of a common humanity...
Sunday, February 7, 2016
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