Diamond Head and Me — A Different View Point

Diamond Head from the ewa end of Waikiki — not my usual view point

Good Day, God!

Here I am at home with nothing pressing to do. Amazing! Today was a full day but tomorrow is almost empty. I am smiling . . . loving the idea of being home all day.

Somewhat to my surprise, I am looking forward to the joys of organizing myself. I am taking a lesson from the book Redirect: The Surprising New Science of Psychological Change.

In the past I have labeled myself Disorganized. And to be honest, God, as I look around my office right now, that might be a fairly accurate label. But labels can be destructive. In the book Redirect, the author points out that negative judgments about ourselves can slide into vicious cycles. Thinking we can’t do something, we ease up on trying to do it. Worse yet, if we accept it as a Core Part of ourselves, we don’t even consider change!

I take great comfort in the fact that You are all about change, God! Furthermore, You never give up on us! And you tell us that we can do all things through Christ who strengthens us.

Ah, but we have to say YES. Yes to You. And Yes to Changing. So, YES, God, YES!

I am choosing — with Your Help — to reject the idea that I am not an organized person. I also have to reject all the negative stereotypes I have about Uber Organized People. Could I really fear becoming too organized? Yikes!

Hmm. So, I am beginning to see, God, that I have Inner Piles of Negative Assumptions that must be processed — before or as I process the piles of paper. Thank You, God, for small first steps and new view points.

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Posted in accepting my need for help, Books, Changing, changing who I want to become, Perspective, Rethinking

Tugging My Life Back Toward Balance

Hau Tree blossom

Good Day, God!

How wonderful is the Gift of Life — and how Hard it is to live a Balanced Life! Sigh, that is not so much a complaint as a “re-dawning” realization.

The last 12 days or so have been tilted toward OTHERS –wonderful “others” to be sure, God! Still, the part of me that is responsible for my Care and Feeding (or not feeding as the case may be) is unhappy with me.

So, once again I am digging throughDesk Piles and setting up my calendar. Determined to INVEST more time in daily maintenance and self care. Investing is a good word because — just as with money — I find it more fun to spend than to invest.

beginning buds on a shower tree

Hmm. Perhaps it isn’t so much a tug-of-war between Ms. Grasshopper and Ms. Ant as it is about identifying and then blending and balancing their virtues. I think I need a negotiated Peace Treaty that clearly spells out Time and Energy for BOTH of them.

And, maybe I also need to “redefine” Ant behaviors so that they are more attractive. Hmm. Ant activities are filed under boring, dull and tedious. Sigh. Alas, they are also necessary to a well-run life.

Now I am thinking of Edward De Bono and his six colored thinking hats. De Bono used them to represent various patterns of thinking. But, I could adapt them to my purposes. I could find a green eye shade to put on when I do my banking and accounting — a running cap of Kit’s for exercising — and a headband for giving.

Yes, God! Even Ms. Ant can have fun! Old and clearly dysfunctional filing categories can be re-envisioned and re-created. With Your Help I can create New wineskins for New Wine.

This is me reading this blog . . . try listening . . .
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Posted in Balancing and adjustments, balancing free with supported, Books, growing toward up

Evening on the Beach in Waikiki

evening on the beach in Waikiki

Good Day, God!

Some days are just FILLED with beauty. I have been so busy SEEING that I wonder that my eyes aren’t exhausted. But, the more we truly see, the more we want to see.

The morning sky was filled with “cloud pebbles” and was so spectacular that a friend just emailed me a photo of the sky that her husband took. My Friday morning walk around Kapiolani Park was broadened to include the former rose garden with the huge yellow royal poinciana tree. Glorious!

And then this evening my husband Kit and I took Linda out to the House Without a Key for dinner. Linda is my freshman college roommate who is visiting for the first time since we have lived here. She and her daughter-in-law Julie and granddaughter Megan are staying at the Outrigger Reef — right next door to the Halekulani. I have been “sharing” our island with them. And that has gotten me up and around our island — much to my delight.

a small flower seen on this morning’s walk

I find, God, that I am much happier if I keep my eyes on Your World. I confess that I have screened out most of the world’s “news” due to over-reactions on my part. I know enough to pray. And I give what I can. Beyond that, God, I find that the “bad news” has assorted adverse effects on me. Sigh.

Perhaps I am derelict in my duty . . . or perhaps I am just following St. Paul’s advice to: “Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.”

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Walking Slowly through a World of Beauty

pomegranate in a court yard at the Honolulu Museum of Art

Good Day, God!

I’ve been playing Tour Guide for the last three days and Oahu is such a lovely island. Yesterday, my college roommate and I had lunch at the Honolulu Museum of Art cafe.

We then took a leisurely walk through the exhibits — around the Pacific and on through Japan, China, Indonesia and into India.  It wasn’t just a geographical walk but a walk from early neolithic times up to today. I have so many photos, God, that I was overwhelmed at the prospect of selecting just one or two.

The Created World — that created by us humans — calls forth “responses.” I

early neolithic pot from China

lingered by a big neolithic pot — pondering its uses and its time and place. How had it survived? How long had it been buried?

a blowup of a print by Kawase Hasui outside the museum

We were fortunate to see the Kawase Hausui exhibit before it closes this week. Japanese woodblock prints have always been favorites of mine. Such elegant simplicity of line and color. I can see why author James Michener collected so many of them. They were mass produced in the late 1800’s with one print costing the same as a bowl of rice. How extraordinary to have Art so affordable.

Our Art, our beloved Creations — provide Joy for the One Who Sees as well as Joy for the One Who Creates. My Heart is full of those Joys, God. How good it is to walk slowly and see.

Still, God, it was the image of one of Your Creations — the lovely pomegranate — that was the first photo I selected for this blog. Thank You, God, for Our Wonderful World.

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Sunrise, Tide Pools, and Shore Birds

Tide pools at sunrise at Wawamalu Beach Park

Good Day, God!

There is nothing like rising in the dark (4:20 a.m.), driving to Starbucks to pick up decaf lattes, and then meeting a friend for her Birthday and a Sunrise Walk.

Sunrise is such a sacred time, God. Especially when one Awaits It by the ocean’s edge — away from the traffic and lights and busy-ness of the city.

Well, yes God, any time can be experienced as sacred. That is true. I suppose, come to think of it that ALL time is sacred. It just requires being in it — in the moment.

birds in flight before the sun

Still, Dawn is special. Observing the imperceptible lightening . . . observing what is — become visible to my eyes. That helps me enter into the Now. Like this tide pool welcoming each incoming wave with ripples gently flowing to the edge of the lava — a brief stillness — then another set of expanding ripples — again and again.

I stood there, God, feeling a bit like the Tide Pool. I, too, am mostly enclosed. New Waters, New Thoughts do flow in — rippling across my consciousness. Ah, but the Lava of my Limited Mindset remains in place. Unmoving. Or maybe that isn’t so much my Mindset as my Human Limitations?

I feel like a shore bird, God. It is not my nature sail for distant shores. Or, like Abraham, to leave home and set out on a lifelong journey without knowing where he was going.

You say Life is a Journey into the Unknown. And You might even yet have changes awaiting me.

Well, then. Yes, to You, God! Yes to Your Will being done!

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Setting My Life in Context

Coming in the side entrance to St. Andrew’s Episcopal Church, Honolulu

Aloha Most Iridescent God!

I suppose You would be just as happy with “Good Day,” God. But there is something about this photo, which I took this afternoon, that makes me want to adorn my greeting with something extra — some small attempt to acknowledge Your Glory.

I am sitting here with tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat wondering “What is Man that You are Mindful of us?” How is it that we humans have been given even this limited awareness of YOU? How indeed!

Glimpses of You are Humbling, God. My sitting here and daring to talk with You — is because of what I have been taught and experienced of Your Nature. Your Nature that welcomes each one of us — as if we were the Only One.

Oh, God! We humans Judge and Rank and Compare. Aah, but You — You go after the one lamb that is lost — searching until she is found — then carry her back in Your Arms. That is how You carried me through our daughter Patty’s illness and death. And that is how You carry me now.

I am sitting here now within Your Compassionate Presence. Needing You. Needing to set my life within You and Your Love. Your Love that only wants to Love and Befriend us. Endlessly continuing Your Loving Pursuit of each one of us. Longing to comfort us and carry us home. And at some point, carry us back to Our Heavenly Home.

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Water Lilies and Punahou Reunions

Now all the water lilies are yellow in the Lily Pond

Good Day, God!

Today was the fourth day of Kit’s (my wonderful husband’s) Punahou School reunion. It was picnic day, when everyone mills about and chats. It’s my favorite event.

The location was the Punahou Lily Pond area. There were two tables (for food) and folding chairs that got set up as folks came — very organic. So people could sit and visit and then get up for more food and sit down with another group. Very Fluid.

Sitting under a monkey pod tree and sharing.

Traditionally this is the day to honor memories of classmates who have died in the preceding five years. As the lay kahu for the class, Kit says the prayer to start and hands out the list of names of people to be remembered. He also brings a portable sound system so we can all hear one another as we share. I say “we” although I am not a classmate — being a Californian. But, I’ve been to a lot of reunions, God, and so osmosis has done its job. I feel comfortable with everyone.

Feeling comfortable feels really good. And it seemed to me that everyone there felt comfortable. As Kit announced each classmates’ name people got up and shared — some stories were funny and some were sad but all were kind. There was a lovely sense of respect and appreciation for each person who had left us.

Kit had us end by standing and saying the 23rd Psalm together. (It was printed on the back of the list of the deceased.) That tied it all together. Of course, after that, more food was consumed and more words shared. As Kit and I finally left we heard ukuleles being played and songs being sung. It was a wonderful time.

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The Front and the Back of Life

Plumeria leaves and a flower or two

Good Day, God!

Kit and I are dressed up and ready to drive off to his Punahou Reunion party at the Oahu Country Club. I think of this as presenting a good front. I shall be pleasant and try for charming.

If all goes well, God, I will not be TOO REAL! Real can be disconcerting to those around us. So we quickly learn to hide.

I remember, God, when Patty was very young taking her to the doctor for an infection. The doctor asked how she was and in a small quavering voice she replied, “I’m fine.”

The “other side” of the plumeria leaves

I had to explain to her that it was OK to tell him how she felt and where she hurt. In fact, it was essential to share as much as she could. In that instance it was easy to see how important it was to “be real” and share what was going on. But, now that I look back I can see that I had absorbed the same cultural constraints that Patty had. Most of us have.

So, God, we forget about sharing. We forget about being real. Maybe we even forget about listening to ourselves?

Ah, sitting here, talking with You — putting amorphous feelings and thoughts into words helps me hear myself. The complex formless swirl inside me needs to precipitate out into words — written or spoken — for me to “hear” them.

Listening to myself — hearing myself — feels like letting Your Light shine Through me. It feels good.

And tonight’s party? Mostly I asked questions and listened to others. I enjoy listening and I enjoyed the party. There were even a few “real” moments.

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Behold! The Sun Rising

The sunrise viewed from just past Sandy Beach, Oahu

Good Morning, God!

The word, “Behold” is taking on new meaning for me. It came to me recently that when Andrew said to his brother, Peter, “Come and See” Jesus — he was talking about far more than “seeing.”

When the Holy Spirit is flowing through a person — even the wee bit we mortals might experience — others can sense it. You have given us, God, some sixth sense that calls out, “BEHOLD.”

Behold the Lamb of God that taketh away the sins of the World. That is what John the Baptist said of Jesus (John 1:29). My Soul, My Spirit, my Being, cry out for that BEHOLDING.

Maybe that is part of how it was that Kit and I rose at 4:30 this morning. Kit went off to do his Five Mile Run. I went off to join Pulelehua on a Sunrise Walk. She does this everyday with her two dogs. Imagine that, God!

So, constrained by circumstances, I ventured forth. And I did BEHOLD the Sun Rising. Beheld the Gift of the Sun — The Life Giving Sun. The experience reminded me of a very Compressed Christmas Season. There is that sense of Anticipation! The sky gradually lightens. Then there is a specific glow. And then the Edge Appears! Dawn!

A New Day. Ah, God, all day the sun moves in the sky — imperceptibly — but at Sunrise and Sunset we can BEHOLD the movement. In this World All is motion. All is ONGOING. I am in the Process of Living. In the Process of Being Saved, of Being Restored, or Being Renewed.

How very Special — every once in a while — to BEHOLD this Mystery.

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The Gift of Compassionate, Forgiving Love

June’s balcony: tea and spiritual direction

Good Day, God!

This is where I can be found on Wednesday mornings between 9:00 and 10:00. It is June’s balcony which overlooks her garden, Waikiki and the Pacific Ocean. June is my Spiritual Director — or as she modestly prefers, my Spiritual Friend.

The Layers in the vista are mirrored by the layers of my heart.  This place has become for me a Sacred Spot. A SAFE place where my heart can relax and open — open enough for me to catch glimpses of myself.

That is getting easier, God. Last week when June very quietly mentioned the word “surrender” I cried out, “Oh no! To me “surrender” means being facedown in the Mud!” That got a good laugh from the Part of Me that had not cried out!

This week I was back seeing June — acknowledging that I AM FACE DOWN IN THE MUD. And it is the MUD and SLOP of the prodigal daughter’s pig stye. YIKES! It is a VIVID image. And it feels right. What redeems it is the image of Jesus (giving You a human form, God) picking me up and holding me. Loving me and holding me just as I am.

This is what You do, isn’t it God? Love us as we are. Not as we think we are or want to be or hope to be. Loving us as we are now! Loving all of us muddy human beings. Wanting to share the Joys and Pains of Loving with each one of us.

So, I suppose, God, when June is sitting there — she is sitting in for You — holding her heart open to You . . . and to me. Thank You God for Spiritual Directors.

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