birthdays

This October marked my 39th birthday.
As I took my impossibly long and hot birthday shower a song came on that I had not really heard before.  I have my iPod and Bose in the bathroom (that's a whole 'nother post) and I had selected a compilation of greatest hits by Cat Stevens to listen to for the occasion.   Now this is MY iPod but truth be told I have plugged it into many a friends computer and downloaded some of their favourites so it is not unusual that something I have not heard before comes out of the speakers.  Following one of my anthems "Peace Train" these lyrics were put forth for my consideration on this day of reflection- 

Oh I can't keep it in, I can't keep it in, I've gotta let it out.
I've got to show the world, world's got to see, see all the love
love that's in me. I said, why walk alone, why worry when it's
warm over here. You've got so much to say, say what you mean,
mean what you're thinking, and think anything.
Oh why, why must you waste you're life away,
you've got to live for today, then let it go.....

It stopped me.  I realized at that moment that I had been keeping it in.  I remember the time when I decided that my own happiness was far more important than saving the world.  I grew up constantly expressing how I wanted to change things.  I felt every injustice with all of my being, most especially when it pertained to Nature/Gaia.  I would ache when I saw a the aftermath of a clear cut piece of wilderness.  I would cry when faced with the reality that everyone I knew was wasteful with our precious water.  I grew desperate and in the end all I wanted was for the hurting to stop so I made the decision to stop talking about these matters. To stop trying to convince others to care as much as I did.  I put up those walls around my feelings and adopted the mantra "you can't control the actions of others".   I chatted about this attitude shift with my good friend Liz.  She has chosen to be an organic farmer, there is no one I know who works harder.  Liz did not make the same decision I did.  Instead she is vocal about her ideals at every social gathering, her actions and lifestyle reflect her love for the Earth and it's inhabitants.  Why Worry she asked, just do what you can.  That is exactly what I have done.  Anyone who knows me would tell you that I live the famous Gandhi quote "be the change you wish to see in the world" and by adopting that strategy I have been able to save my own sanity.  I would simply shrug my shoulders and repeat "all I can do is provide a good example", to allow my actions and lifestyle to speak for my beliefs.  
Then a song, written before I was born, reached out to me and slapped me upside the head.  Why would I continue to keep it in?  Why wouldn't I let all of this love out for the world to see?  The girl who gave public speeches about water conservation and AIDS discrimination, why was she silent now?  As I let the wise man's lyrics wash over and through my brain I realized that that I had to let it out. That if I didn't speak up and fight that I was simply keeping all of this passion to myself.   I decided during those 3 minutes of musical enchantment that I would now instead use my voice as often as possible.  I asked the universe for a path that would take all of my acquired skills and combine it with my energy to promote change.  To no longer just be the change but promote the change.  To step away from silence and into the spot light.  
One month later the path revealed itself.  
It is a new path, not the old one of pushing hot air through my vocal chords but instead one that speaks with the power of imagery.   To marry art and science in hopes of reaching into your heart and making that call to let it out....  to feel that interconnectedness with all things. 

It is going to be a great year. 


    

Fear

"I'm scared"
"Do you want to face it?"
"No"
"Well, know that I am here to help you when you do"
"Really?"
"Yes, really. I understand that you may not want to face your fear right now but you may have the courage to later. And when you do I will be there to face it with you, to hold your hand, to offer words of encouragement, to witness your triumph and to celebrate with you."
"That will never happen, I am just too afraid."
"Maybe not today, but you might change your mind another day.  We grow and change everyday. The reason you may be afraid today might not be around tomorrow. Perhaps you are tired or faced other fears today and just do not have the gumption to face it right now."
"I guess you are right, maybe another day...."
"I'll be there to help you if you want me to." 


"I'm scared"
"There is no reason for you to be afraid, go on."
"But I am scared"
"Come on, do you want to be scared forever? Don't be silly, go on."
"But I am afraid"
"I am right here, this is stupid, what are you afraid of?"
"But I don't want to"
"I don't care, you have to do this. There is nothing to be afraid of. Now go on."


Not everyone grows and moves on your schedule. We are all individuals. Support those who have fear, do not ridicule or chastise them for it.   Fear is very real to the person experiencing it.  Extend your hand instead of shoving from behind and we both win. 

Partnership not power. Let empathy and compassion guide your actions and responses no matter how little time or energy you may have.  

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Aubry the little fibber

I have my old camera for sale on Craigslist.  

A pleasant girl called me on Sunday to say that she wanted it and was very very excited blah blah blah so we made plans to meet on Monday night to make the exchange.  Monday afternoon i sent her a text message to confirm that we were in fact going to meet that evening as planned.  At 10 minutes before the agreed upon meeting time she called and told me that she had been locked out of her apartment and that she wasn't going to be able to meet me.  She prefaced by saying "I know this is going to sound unbelievable but blah blah blah" so we agreed to meet when her schedule next allowed us to on Wednesday.  

So on Wednesday morning I sent her a text asking her to confirm our meeting.  Nothing... So I followed up in the afternoon with a "If don't want the camera or are unable to make it please just tell me now so that I can make dinner plans."  Long after the agreed upon time I texted her again and said simply "you are lame"  to which I got this reply- 
"I'm sorry! I didn't see your texts until five thirty, and by then I didn't want to bother you for fear of upsetting you/sketchy craigslist interaction. Sorry for any upset I caused and I hope you have a lovely thanksgiving!"  to which I replied "Like I said you are lame" the answer back to that was "ok, well sorry again! Hope you don't let my lameness ruin your day too much. Have a great holiday."

This has bothered me since I read it.  
This girl was more concerned about upsetting me then telling me the truth.  All of these machinations and stories and fibs to prevent me from getting upset.... How about the truth?  I gave her the opportunity to tell the truth, even gave her an easy way out to tell that truth with just a single word, over text, not even voice to ear or in person.
  
Have we all forgotten the power of honesty?  The truth has many bumper stickers that profess it's power, how is it that this person has not realized this?  I feel justified in calling her lame because of the dictionary definition "unconvincingly feeble".  Would it have not been more just to both of us if she had professed the truth? 

This girl is old enough to go to university.  But is she mature in any way?  I ponder the meaning of the word mature often and rail on many of the current definitions that are spouted by those around me for they tend to tie maturity to ownership, parenthood, career, dress.... I instead believe that real maturity is about accountability and being honest is an integral part of that.  Honesty sometimes means saying things that may upset other people.  We can be kind with our honesty but in the end it is the content that matters most, not the delivery. 

We have become so caught up in making sure everyone likes us that in some cases we have chosen to abandon the truth.  This western society of "political correctness" has created an environment in which children learn to make people happy over everything else (this I believe is rooted in the tendencies some have to withdraw their love when upset creating a punishment of deeply unfair proportion).  We can even struggle in our adult relationships with endless trying to create happiness for another person.   

Give it up.  Say no, say I don't agree, I don't want, I've changed my mind... worry about your own damned happiness and I'll worry about mine... otherwise you can take my happy away.

falling into sunday

it is one of those mornings.
here we are first day of fall
round here everything is confused.  the fields that have absorbed the water are bright spring green. vines on fences bolted 10 feet when they should be preparing for slumber...
the calendar tells me it is sunday but I already know that.
I know because the traffic is light on the road outside and the city buzz is quiet. perhaps it is simply the years of conditioning in this society that has me feeling that sunday is still the day of rest. 
all the windows are closed because, as the moon just told us, it is harvest time and the nights and mornings are cool.  the morning sunlight beams down, baking the ground, rousing a whole new hatch of insects instinctively knowing if they exit that ray a cold atrophication awaits.  The crocus misinterprets and springs back out of bulb hibernation to receive the sun. i hesitate to remind myself this is the desert...
the sun tracks closer to the horizon pushing light into hanging crystals flooding my room with kaleidoscopes of colour.  cardigans now my constant companions.  
i realize that everyday is sunday for me now, taking time to make breakfast, read the news, meditate, exercise, catch up with friends and fam... these are daily tasks for i have given up the putting off.  I don't save up my fun or relaxation or work or chores or desires.  i strive for daily balance- an idealistic view i know, but one that erases the fear of never getting the chance or time to do/see/hear/love.  
it is one of those mornings to be grateful

trust

what inspires trust?  does saying that your product or service is used by people in extreme versions of your condition induce consumer trust? does stating your product or service is used by people in authoritative roles invoke trust? does surmising that your product or service is the best in the arena you sell in illicit trust? what inspires trust?  

my distillations reveal being an honest and empathetic human inspires trust. 

i try to communicate with the world in this fashion.  perhaps it is this interpretation of trust that makes me distrust others so quickly.  for i do not meet many honest people. i mean the kind of honesty that might hurt from time to time. 

i have approached marketing of a company in this fashion and have taken those lumps, those perceived inadequacies and turned them out for the world to see.   

i have never slept better

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