Friday, August 20, 2010

Almost. Wet. My. Pants.

My friends have *very* funny friends!

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Will You Be There?

Face of America Gettysburg to DC 2007

Today I am wearing my T-shirt from this bike tour for wounded warriors. It was one hell of a ride, literally AND metaphorically. This moment, and another, are burned into my memory. I learned so very much about support, trust, hope and faith . These two men were a team. The one in the chair rode a recumbent bike with a pole on the back, and his able-bodied partner would push if need be. At the end of the second day of the ride, the recumbent rider crashed, hard,and was pulled from the race. His helper crashed too, but got patched up and finished in good time. This was the moment they had met again, at the finish line. We all cried. Alot.

Will YOU be there when your partner or friend can't finish the race? Will YOU carry the torch across the line? Will YOU be there for someone?

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Do you see it?

Face in the rock

I see eyebrow bones, the bridge of a nose and a mouth opening from the left. But, then again I see things everywhere. Always. Once I had a Beloved Friend who was really quite upset because his lover, a friend of mine, was totally flummoxed as to why he did not see the Man in the Moon. It became a huge issue for them at one point. She just could not imagine how someone could NOT see the Man in the Moon. He never did. She *really* needed him to see it, to feel the magic of that, to share it with her.

But, that's the thing with Magic. Not everyone is on the same channel at the same time, seeing the same things. She would point at the moon, draw pictures of what she saw, plead with him to ***see*** it. But that did not change the fact that he simply could not. That hurt him. A lot. We used to talk on the phone for hours after he moved to Mississippi, to help build housing after Katrina. He felt a huge loss in that relationship.

I recently went through something like this, only it had to do with matters of the heart. I saw, and felt magic, and the other person... Just. Didn't. I would point it out, draw my heart, explain, show, do *anything* I could to make that magic resonate for someone who Just Couldn't. And, both of us got hurt doing that.

My mom has a saying which comes from an I Ching translation:

"Pigs and Fish can't fly"

Which means basically, that you cannot blame people for their seeming lack of capacity. If they are a fish, well then, while they may sometimes jump out of the water while driving upstream to mate, they most certainly cannot fly. No point in condemning them for their lack of flight. It isn't in them to do so.

I am learning the fine art of compassion, and letting go of wanting fish to fly and people to see and feel what I see and feel. I get it that it isn't about ME, per se, because, frankly, I cannot see and feel what others do either, and I let people down that way, too. I cannot be what I am not. And neither can you.

One day, I will find someone who sees the Man in the Moon, the face in the rock, and the Passion in my soul, someone who has and returns that naturally, and who finds in me the magic that I am.

'Till then, remember...."Pigs and Fish can't fly"


Monday, August 2, 2010

Judo Magnets