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Unrestrained

In Onward on February 14, 2010 at 11:38 pm

I bought my wife a vase for Valentine’s day.  We are moving into a new place in the next couple of weeks, so I thought she would enjoy a new vase (for when I get her flowers).  She seemed to enjoy the design.

I had a college professor once tell me that the reason lovers exchange flowers (i.e. guys buy flowers for ladies) is because they are the reproductive organs of the plant.  She referenced some lines of Ovid and reduced this form of chivalry to a very sorry proposition indeed.  Maybe ladies enjoy flowers because they are a reminder of beauty…

I was walking out of a shopping center a couple of months ago and was halted by an enormous palm jutting out of the side walk.  After looking closer it seemed out of place amid the tall, concrete buildings and neon banners.  I began to wonder about it’s being there.  Was it there because some human architect decided it should grow there?  Was it there because it was given space and suitable setting to burst into it’s full, majestic form?

I began wondering what seeds take shape in our lives.  This post began as an errand a couple of months ago.  Then, it became a thought.  Then, a note.  Next, it was a reminder.  Today, it formed as a blog post.  Interesting how tiny things grow, when given the right environment.

This leaves me with a couple questions for those of you, who have read this far.  What dreams are you responsible to?  How are you giving them space to ‘burst forth’ into their full expression?

The Art of Possibility

In Uncategorized on February 2, 2010 at 3:14 pm

At long last, I completed the Art of Possibility this afternoon.  I drank the book in over the last month and a half, reflecting on the stories and practices of the book.  I have a picture in my mind of ‘the time it should take to finish a book.’  This did not match.  Or maybe that picture is based on a measurement of my performance, rather than what was wanted and needed.

I had coffee (tea actually) with a long time friend last night at Coffee Bean in Irvine.  I drank African Sunrise from what appeared to be a glass, beer mug, though it was not frosted.  My friend aptly pointed out that I do not have the insight into my own story that I might think or wish I did.  (I have a tendency to take my own insights very seriously).  His comment stuck with me in that I often do not have the same visibility as others do into my actions.  Those that know me well can affirm that I have better visibility with others than I often do with myself.  Blind spots are just that.  I’ve got em.  And relationships are the best way to get visibility on them – no amount of compulsive studying or reflection can give the same feedback.

In the spirit of this book, I have enjoyed entering into new spacious conversations with others.  Offering them space to say ‘what is so’ for the relationship.  I’ve enjoyed the power to speak into a new context of relationship that involves partnership, rather than isolation and mutuality, rather than one-ups-manship.

I’m thankful for this read and anticipate to continue to enlist its practices as a vehicle that defies the world of measurement/comparison and launches US into a universe of possibilities.