Saturday, July 17, 2010
afterwords:6;wishes
PASTE A FEW SINCERE WISHES HERE:
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Ok, so now we are either sad or defensive; or some of us, bound in other emotions. All I am asking is that we consider the option of making stuff up while all the other stimulation are takes place. “Make things up?” a critic within asks. Can I mean that in the middle of all the demands that we try to balance that we are supposed to make things up? Yes, that is exactly what I mean and hope. It is certainly one sure way we know we are playing, and it creates doors and windows into being alive that work well in most situations. Make up what I am going to say next. Make up what is going to happen next in the space of the next three breaths. Temporarily delete thoughts of what is supposed to happen and make a few sincere wishes instead. Remember passing that blank space for wishes and wondering what it was for. Fill it in without instructions. How often do we get to paste in our wishes intentionally? And I really invite us to take a piece of paper and write wishes on it.
Sometimes we’ll spend hours sitting still and talking about these activities: entertainment, sports, shopping, without inviting our listeners to move around and join us in the realm of imagination and healing play. We will sit still when our hands beg to be able to play with some material. Somewhere along the way of adult socialization, the idea of sitting still takes firm hold and this includes keeping our hands in our laps. It helps at times to remember that although stillness forms one aspect of meditative prayer, whirling dervishes approach this state through motion. There exists a continuum and just the right place on that continuum for each of us. In any given moment, we find the level of activity that fits the occasion. Unfortunately without allowing the healing process to occur, we will start over without ever really getting to engage, without ever really getting to play. So take this moment to notice what movement would satisfy an inner yearning before continuing to read. Rock, turn, twist or whirl; perhaps, just one finger.
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