Archive | July, 2013

Seed

30 Jul

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Tonight I ran at one of the metro-parks in my city.  Afterwards I planned to read under some trees on a bench.  As I approached the bench I noticed the surrounding area had been recently seeded with new grass.

My attention was drawn to the tiny seeds scattered about; hidden under a layer of straw. Some of the seeds had already taken root as new shoots of grass were bravely pushing through the ground.

I started thinking about those tiny seeds.  Every single one of them has all the potential contained within to become a blade of grass, but not all of them will.  Soil conditions, exposure to light, access to water, etc factor into whether or not those little seeds will become what they were made to be.  Seeds are designed with potential to become something other than what they are initially.

Human beings are a lot like seeds.  Each of us is designed with a potential that is, at our births, unrealized but meant to be.  Many of us never reach that potential for a variety of reasons.  Often we look at ourselves and think we were made to be seeds, while our real potential remains hidden away somewhere deep inside us.

The outer shell of every seed has to break open for it to reach its full potential.  The elusive you is waiting to come to life.  Are conditions in your life right for that potential to bravely surface?  If not, why not and what can you do about it?  You’re not just a seed.

Bean Bag

29 Jul

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What we perceive sets the stage for how we interpret information.  The title of this post describes something that evokes an image that the picture betrays.  When we come at life wanting to take everything at face value the nuances of meaning escape us.  The picture in this post is exactly what the title describes but it is not at all what we would perceive based on experience and preconceptions.

This necessarily challenges us to explore the nature of truth.  If a bean bag is a bag filled with white beans sewn together to be tossed during backyard recreation then is it possible it might also be a bag containing coffee beans like the picture and so on?  Our perceptions can cause us to jump to conclusions that aren’t necessarily true in every instance.

The picture above does display my favorite kind of “bean bag” by the by.

Three Realms

28 Jul

Elusive future.  Idealized past.  Present reality.  We choose to live in one of these three realms.  We vacillate between realms at times.  Thinking too much about what is not yet, wishing too much for what was; missing the gift of what is.   This moment, excruciatingly real and at times just as mundane, is what we have.  And in that tension our hearts reside in what seems a discontinuous movement from hope, to nostalgia, and back to this present moment.

That About Sums it Up…

28 Jul

It’s sunny today.  It’s cool like fall.  I ran three miles and worked up a sweat.  Came home and put on some music.  Listening to the New Radicals; I really like their stuff.  I opened the bag of mocha java beans in my fridge and was captivated by the aroma.  It’s true, I love coffee.  I see a few hours of reading and relaxing in my very near future.  It’s Sunday so, “A ciascuno il suo.”

Tangible

27 Jul

I’ve been working at a coffee shop all day.  In addition to it being a parade of interesting people and conversations its just a place I like to be.  I like the tangibility of it.  Holding the heavy coffee cup in hand, warm to the touch; savoring every sip of the tasty coffee.  Again, the happy endorphins invade everyday life.

I find that my mind and focus are engaged at a higher level while working in a coffee shop too.  Perhaps the ambient noises and distractions force one to focus above the din.  Perhaps its the vibrancy of being around other people and just experiencing life as it happens.  Perhaps I get lonely working in quiet spaces.

I got a lot done today and it feels good.  I’m contemplating a frozen margarita and some yummy Mexican food as a treat.  I’m going to say yes to me today.  And that feels good too.

Quiet Enough to Notice

27 Jul

I took a run last night.  It was the end of the day and I had excess energy to burn off so I took a run.  I like running because it gives me space.  It helps me disconnect from the things that keep my mind and heart busy and helps me connect to the simple things I usually miss.  So within a mile or so of starting I was becoming aware of my pace, how my body was feeling, the beauty surrounding me on the trail, the other runners, and so on.

I started tuning into the sound my strides were making in the small, hard-packed gravel making up the surface of the trail.  It is a sound I like. There is something rhythmic about that sound that attracts my attention.  If you’re a runner you probably know that sound.  I think that sound alone has the ability to get the happy endorphins pumping through my body and brain.

I’m convinced we’re going to get our endorphins from somewhere.  This is one of my favorite ways to get mine (for those of you interested in learning more about endorphins here is an article that gives a good basic summary of what endorphins are and do: http://www.http://science.howstuffworks.com/life/endorphins.htm).

At the end of the run my body felt good.

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