You know, sometimes life doesn't make sense. It feels random and leaves us with more questions than answers. But I've learned it's a good place to be. If I allow it, it opens my heart to learning some amazing things. I'd love to have you come along and together, take a look at things like leadership, relationship, and my very favorite...listening to the stories of others with a heart for truth. ***This podcast features music by Scott Holmes including the titles "Think Different," "Deep Thinker Logo," "Celebration" and "Corporate Vision" available under a Creative Commons License Attribution-Noncommercial license.
Even bugs know what it's like for life to be upended.
Music by Scott Holmes - A Wee Tipple Non Copyright Music
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You know those bugs you come across sometimes on a sidewalk or ground somewhere, laying upside down, legs furiously pedaling, trying to get itself right side up? Yeah, well, that's the image I woke up to this morning. I hadn't even opened my eyes, and yet there it was in my mind's eye. How's that for a nice morning wake up call? Funny though, I understood immediately what it was all about. I had still been feeling stirred and pondering Kinsuki, the art of repair, and how the broken parts get the gold. I could have said so much more, but didn't know how exactly. Realizing that the cracks, the falling apart of a life, allows the light to get in and allows love, meaning, and a deeper life to get to me, speaks to a change in approach that often began with being knocked out, debilitated, turned upside down and on my back, unable to figure out what the hell just happened. And that's when the deep work began, when I became aware I was utterly powerless inside situations I was facing. I had come to the end of what I could do, of what I could change, an inner death of sort. While there have been many smaller deaths, so to speak, in my life, there have been at least two where what I would call a great dying took place. A great dying to what I thought I knew and how things should have turned out. I lost my bearings for much longer than I wanted, and nothing made sense. Very little comforted me. Ironically that was the entry point for light, when new understanding of all kinds of things began to emerge. I began to understand how and why I sacrificed too much, why I accommodated at times when disruption was needed, how I overlooked my heart and whipped myself into obedience, why I believed things were up to me, that everything depended on me, and why I was so driven at times at getting things right, only to discover getting it right was never the point. It was being real, and slowly my posture, my approach towards life was changed in some fundamental way. In the aftermath of a great dying, I felt exactly like that bug, awkward, upside down on the ground, underbelly exposed, feeling insignificant and small, something to pass by without thought. But if I were to guess where I'm at right now in my life, I would guess I'm like that bug, actually a human, of course, but still, somehow having been turned right side up, relieved and quite frankly, surprised to see another day, but grateful for the deep work I sense has been done and is ongoing, and curious of what I will discover, which I hope to God is deeply good. And by the way, I don't think I'll walk by an upside down bug ever again without stopping and helping it to turn right side up.
