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Must I do ‘Enough’ to earn the right ‘To BE’?

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My missionary Elder Kevin Steed took this in Idaho Earning the right. “I have to get xxxxx done, and THEN, I can enjoy—(reading with my children, going fishing, reading a book, painting, writing or calling a friend. . . ) something that nourishes me.”  I’ve felt like this.  I’ve given myself so many lists and must-dos and put in so much time trying to feel un-guilty about Being who I am, that I’m afraid that I’ve forgotten who that is.  I’m just beginning to remember. As I age, I realize how unimportant all the ‘important’ things seem to be. Is it really necessary to earn the right to be be? Aren’t we much better off knowing what nourishes us, what our deepest convictions and most honorable selves are in line with, and then from that base. . . doing what items naturally flow out of them? I’m not a new-age sort of fluffy, feely, individual that is unaware that one must make a living, must find ways to create income and safety, but I am one who has learned that sometimes we

Risky Business

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Only by taking risks can we hope to accomplish the extraordinary – Spark – Circ de Soleil - John U. Bacon, Lyn Heward When you were little,   did you ever get in a tree swing and kick off as high as you dared?   Did you feel the surge of reaching for the sky and free falling backwards into who knew what? I did.   It was risky, the branch could break, there could be someone behind you, you could fall, the seat could break. . . but we did it anyway.   Anyone regret it?   I don’t.    Now however I have a bit more   trouble kicking high and free-falling.   In Circ De Soleil, they take risks.   They do something crazy, they try new things and we (at least those who have been fortunate enough to see a show) benefit from the amazing experience.   Nothing however will happen, if they don’t first get on the swing, kick off into the unknown, and well. . . see what happens.    Sometimes we do fall.   We can put our hand on hour chin and say, hummmmm. . . wonder why that didn’t work?   T