Towel Wars! Who Knew?

The flower of the autograph tree . . . in a light drizzle.

The flower of the autograph tree . . . in a light drizzle. I had never seen one before. Yesterday’s surprise

Good Day, God!

Two small surprises for me — so far — today. The first was emerging from my shower and finding my delightful husband, Kit, refolding all the towels in our linen cabinet. Kit has “instructed” me many times (without success) on the proper way to fold towels. So, I guess it shouldn’t have been a surprise when he felt he just had to redo the towels that my professional organizer had refolded just the day before.

Both of them have “reasons” for their style of folding. My P.O. pointed out that I could get more towels into the same space. Kit points out that the way his towels are folded you can pull the towel out and it is immediately ready to hang.

Towel Wars! Who knew! But then, just a few minutes later Kit told me — in his most helpful voice — that he had disposed of my oldest (and dearest) pillow. AURGH! To the rescue! Sigh. The basic bedrock importance of territory was revealed to me — once again — this morning!

I had encountered this business of Territory years ago while riding in the car with Kit as Captain of the Ship. Aaah, but, back then God, I didn’t realize I had my Territories, too. Now I am slightly more aware and I suppose that is progress.

Awareness. Hmm. Do I hear You saying that Awareness is where Change can begin? Not in judging, condemning or chastising — just in simple awareness? Maybe even compassionate awareness? Yes, God, please help me open my Heart to Compassionate Awareness.

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Appreciating Seeing

looking down on Honolulu Harbor just before 7 a.m.

looking down on Honolulu Harbor just before 7 a.m.

Good Day, God!

I just found this photo in my photo stream — and realized that I have over 61,000 photos on my computer. I do love taking photos!

I love seeing — focusing — appreciating — and then capturing the image so I can share it. Would I take photos if I was the only one that saw them? Of course! But, sharing enhances the pleasure.

We are social beings — albeit to varying degrees. A dear friend sent me a list of words as defined by an Extrovert and then by an Introvert. An example: ALONE: to an Extrovert the word means LONELY. To an Introvert it means: Enjoying some peace and quiet. The list goes on and it really made me laugh. Maybe I’m developing introverted tendencies?

Honolulu Harbor at 8:15 a.m.

Honolulu Harbor at 8:15 a.m.

Partly I enjoyed that list of definitions for the same reason I enjoyed an elevated view of Honolulu Harbor on an early February morning. Both let me see things from a different perspective. How can we understand the people and world around us unless we are able to shift perspectives from time to time?

Here I am looking at the harbor just a little over an hour later. What a difference the sunlight made! The later photo was also taken not only from a lower perspective but closer to the harbor.

So many ways to see, God! The angles of viewing — closeups or distance shots — and perhaps most important the lighting. It’s sounds so obvious to say that we see more when things are lit.

It’s less obvious to say that we see more clearly into our fellow human beings when we see with the Light of Compassion.

Thank You, God that Seeing is not just for the senses and the mind — it’s also for our hearts.

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In the Hands of an Organizer

My newly streamlined and beautified second office

My newly streamlined and beautified second office

Good Evening, God!

My Professional Organizer came again today and we spent a little over four hours purging, shifting, cleaning and, finally, beautifying my second office. Actually, it never became an office — it was too hard to work in.

Now I know why! There was simply TOO much in it! I had to expend energy in order not to notice all the stuff. Having the stuff removed gave some of that energy back to me.

Not only that, but Iʻm now using that energy to see stuff — to see what needs to be processed next. I am hoping, God, that this will become what is called a Virtuous Cycle. Removing clutter releases energy. That energy can then be used to see other corners of clutter. Dealing with that clutter will release still more energy.

Having my Organizer with me is like having an extra brain and extra energy. I was telling my mom about my four-hour-adventure and she said to me, “But canʻt you do this?” Well, theoretically, yes. But, in reality, I totally need the help. I am not ready to solo yet!

I guess, God, that this is One of the Ten areas in which You told me to get outside help. You told me that years ago. I’m slow. Hmm. Iʻm not so much slow as non-responsive — yes, that could be called disobedient. Or maybe it is also called not taking You seriously? Like, maybe part of me just doesn’t believe You care enough about me to give me directions?

Sigh. Yes, God, it is probably all of the above. It is undoubtedly all of the above!  Yikes! I’ve been ignoring Your Help — while I keep on asking for it. Please help me dig in and CHANGE!

Gosh, God, maybe following Your Specific Commands could become another Virtuous Cycle?

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Having my Focus reset

A Water Lily at the Kuan Yin Temple at the Foster Garden

A Water Lily at the Kuan Yin Temple at the Foster Garden

Good Day, God!

Oddly enough, Iʻm not embarrassed to be chatting with You in “public” but I am very reticent to talk about the rare occasions when You talk to me. I guess the societal view must have permeated my mind. All of this reminds me of Joan of Archʻs response to the English jailers who said to her, “Itʻs not God! Itʻs your imagination!”

Her reply was classic! “How ELSE would God speak to me except through my imagination!”

Well, that said, God, I will confess that on February 10th I heard a voice (in my head) saying, “Margie! I have something to tell you and I want you to go and write it down!” I got a pad and pen and heard: : “I want you to work every day on your/my stories — every day!“

When I asked “how much time?” the response was FIRST TIME — before email and errands and even before visiting your mom. Hmm. I just reread what I wrote down and see that I was told to write the time I spend on my stories on my calendar. Yikes! That means accountability! Yes, it does!

So far I have converted two of my old keynote stories into movies and put them on my webpage. The first one was Never Alone — which is a shortened version of how I coped with Pattyʻs illness and death. And the second one is Honuʻs Heart — which is about how most of us need to be heard into speaking — and if we donʻt speak we “drown in unspoken words.”

Thank You, God, for this command. I love working on my stories. Sometimes I feel they really help explain WHY You command us to do things. And understanding WHY makes me much more compliant.

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Surviving — Even Delighting — in Change

Lani in front of an old Baobob tree

Lani in front of an old Baobab tree

Good Evening, God!

A great thing about having dear friends visit is the inspiration it provides to visit new places. When my college roommate Lani visited recently from Indiana, we went to Foster Gardens — a botanical park adjacent to Honolulu’s Chinatown. I spent most of my time looking UP at enormously tall trees and checking our map to see what they were.

It was stimulating –rediscovering Foster Gardens and building a new mental of what’s in there.

I was thinking about that today as I talked with Virginia, a dear friend for years. She was a key volunteer with the Arcadia Retirement Residence Library, for which I served as consultant  starting with its 1997 renovation. Now Arcadia is renovating again. Understandably, Virginia is not eager to go through the many changes involved in another renovation.

As we talked I remembered the book Deep Survival: Who Lives, Who Dies, and Why by Laurence Gonzales. In it I learned that young children often survive because they don’t have a “mental map” to fall off of. By seven years of age, most of us realize when we are lost and find it very stressful. I read the book 10 years ago when my mother was getting ready to move from her home of twenty years in Arizona into a retirement residence near us in Honolulu.

Talk about stressful! I thought about all the mental maps she would leave behind — and all the new mental maps she would have to build. So, I wrote my mom a story about it called Here Be Dragons, which started by noting that we all have mental maps. I ended by offering assurances that we can continue to build mental maps as we age — it just takes longer.

I find that a comforting thought, God. It’s important to give ourselves TIME to learn new things.

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Bed-Making 2.0: Putting Things Away

Our bed -- made every morning -- thanks to Kit

Our bed — made every morning — thanks to Kit

Good Day, God!

Ash Wednesday — Lent — and my response is? For years, God, I left Lent in Kit’s hands. Actually, I left making our bed in Kit’s hands, too.

That’s a confession. I’m not like Kit, God. Kit has the gift of Discipline. And he has long held that a day that begins with making the bed is a Good Day.

I’ve finally come to understand and agree, and now I want to take it to the next step. The point of bed-making is that we willingly do what we know will be undone. We put things away that we know we will get out again tomorrow — or maybe even this afternoon. We clear the decks. We put things AWAY!

My bathroom counter -- with 12 items removed and put away.

My bathroom counter — with 12 items removed and put away.

This has not been me, God. But, this Lent it is going to become me! I am going to put things away, right away! (Oops! I’m off to put a few things away! There! That’s better!)

What got me started was realizing that I was projecting my “faults” onto Kit. I want him to push in drawers and close cupboard doors. All the while, I am leaving my stuff strewn all over my bathroom counter, dresser, etc. Sigh. So, this Lent I am Giving Up Leaving Things OUT! Since it is Day One, I am off to a good start! Please notice my beautiful bathroom counter, God!

And, Yes, there is a deeper Spiritual Lesson here, God. Away can mean putting away, giving away and throwing away. I sense I am being called to do more giving (money, heart & time) and also more tossing (regrets, guilt and judgments). Let’s GO, God!

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Creating Supportive Orderly Frameworks

Cyclamen still blooming after months in its pot

Cyclamen still blooming after months in its pot

Good Morning, God!

My loving husband, Kit, came home with this pot of cyclamen several months ago — October, maybe? I was delighted but I remember saying, “It’s lovely but I’m afraid it won’t last a week!” However, much to my continuing surprise, two or three ice cubes a day have kept my cyclamen happy and blooming into February!

You say that it’s Daily habits that keep us blooming? Small ice cube-sized habits? Regularly and consistently applied?

YES!

Dang. Regular and systematic are not Value Laden Words for me.

THAT CAN CHANGE!

Sigh. I guess that is where change begins. It begins in expanding what I value. Like valuing small simple habits like putting things away — right away! I’m reminded of Gustave Flaubert’s quote that we must live like a bourgeoise to create like a madman. I found this translation online: “Be steady and well-ordered in your life so that you can be fierce and original in your work.”

So, order can be a supportive framework for creative work. I want a supportive framework. I need a supportive framework! And I want it to pay off in more time and energy for creative work. I am beginning to let go of the false dichotomy that I can be orderly or I can be creative.

I think in the past I felt that being organized would be a full-time job and that it wouldn’t leave time or energy to create. Sigh. That was a lie — as I guess most either/or “choices” are. I am feeling a lot more hopeful, God. And, with Your Help (and the help of my professional organizer), I am going to see building a supportive framework as a “Creative Act!” Thank You, God!

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Clearing Out Piles — with Help

 

A Clear half of my Desk -- Piles Processed

A Clear half of my Desk — Piles Processed

Good Morning, God!

I am sitting here in my home office looking over to the left and am BEAMING! No more piles! It is CLEAR! Not clear as in piles shifted or moved. Clear as in piles PROCESSED. All thanks to advice from a professional organizer.

It was sort of an accident, God. I had intended to hire this person for help in visiting my 98-year-old mom. At the same time, I did have a small fleeting awareness “I need help, too.” Maybe later?

Ah, but through an unforeseen  twist I was the one who received the help. Help from this professional.

Years ago I had realized that Piles are Pending Items Leaking Energy. But yesterday, after the desk was cleared, I felt the reality of that wisdom. I felt good  — lighter and energized and joyful!

The Organizer was kind and quick and imaginative — and, oh, yes — firm. I realized that my Mind needed help to make the decisions and take the actions required to process the piles. Some items had been pending — or postponed — for years!

A week or so ago, God, I seemed to hear You saying: “You ASK for My help — but you don’t RECEIVE it!” After yesterday, I realized that I had received Your Help! After all, mostly Your Help flows from and through our fellow human beings. I guess I must have missed that point! I must have been waiting for You to help me to do it myself! DUH!

Yes, I have to Ask, Seek and Knock. But then I have to open up and receive! You really do want all of us to receive!

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A Two-Meal-Fast and Inner Processing

Guess who's in love with YELLOW

Guess who’s in love with YELLOW

Good Evening. God!

Mostly, I want to say Thank You! Not just for the simple pleasure of finding yellow shoes and then, a few weeks later, a matching yellow top. Although COLORs do make me happy. But, for something much more significant.

Today you inspired me to do two-thirds of a day of fasting! I woke up late — after an 11 hour sleep — and made tea. Then I waited to be hungry. And waited. Since it had only been a day or two earlier that I had said that I needed to Fast and Pray, I took this lack of hunger as a gift.

First, I called a dear friend whose son faces severe health struggles. She and I prayed. Then I called another friend and prayed for her difficult situation. (It seemed a shame to waste a Fast.) The fast continued. When I visited my mom, I didn’t gobble up her left-over lunch. I confess, I often do that even when I have had lunch already.

Late in the afternoon, when I got home from my mom’s, I shared the concerns on my heart with my wonderful husband Kit. They had been there for some time but were too amorphous to put into words. Kit listened lovingly — and that really helped. And finding the words — speaking the words — took part of the load off my heart.

Yes, God, Shakespeare was right: Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak Whispers the o’erfraught heart and bids it break.

Another thought! It seems that when I’m digesting food, I don’t have enough energy to digest feelings. Your gift of the Two Meal Fast really helped me process my thoughts and feelings. Thank You!

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99 year-old Bea Burglund faces eviction

One of Bea Burglund's adoring dogs

One of Bea Burglund’s adoring dogs

Good Morning, God!

Oh, dear! How is it, God, that the Bank of America is evicting a 99 year old woman? I am sure that banks are evicting folks every day. But, one would think that at 99 year of age one would get just a bit more respect.

Business and Respect? Alas . . . I fear not.

Now, I would think (hope) that if the Bank of America’s CEO, Brian Moynihan actually heard of this case he would intervene! That hope is based on the fact that 1) individual human beings are mostly kind and understanding. 2) he would realize this is a terrible Black Eye on his bank and on Banking in general.

I only know about this because I have a good friend from high school who lives near Bea out in Newberry Springs and has been talking about Bea’s plight. To hear her tell it, God, there isn’t much of any reason that anyone would want land in Newberry Springs. It isn’t like there is gold on the land!

Anyway, I am sending this blog off to a B of A lawyer — in hope that maybe there is still Time and Will and Heart to let Bea live out her life undisturbed! Meanwhile, God, I just wanted to bring this to Your attention.

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