wonderland

Photo by Vicki Flaherty | Orta, Italy

Wonderland.

Something about this word makes me smile. Maybe because wonder takes me back to childhood, when so much was new and life was filled with a sense of wonder, when we explore and live into experience without expectation or judgement. Maybe it’s the invitation in it: to shape the world from a place of curiosity, to embrace to the opportunity before us, to lean into ‘what is’ with our full selves, and to let what arises in life carry us.

i don’t know

Doolin Ireland - 3 Surprised Sheep.JPG

I don’t know.

Given the fact that there is more that I don’t (than do) know, why is it so challenging to embrace these 3 little words?

Maybe because, from the time we are wee little things and on through school and work, we are rewarded knowing stuff, for getting things right, having answers? Maybe because when we know, we feel safe and in control?

I’m finding, though, there’s a power in accepting that I don’t know. In a way, it is freeing. With a little curiosity, not knowing can be an adventure, and even fun.

How do you feel about not knowing?

 

* My husband and I surprised these 3 sheep when we showed up on the road next to their field, which was situated on the coast in Doolin, Ireland. (It was sunset and I also caught this sweet swallow resting on a fence along the road.)

 

freedom

chives

Freedom

Discomfort arises
and a wound opens.

The habit:
hold the disturbance tightly,
bury it deep inside
where it seems to disappear.

The invitation:
simply watch the distress,
with curiosity and care,
allowing the disquieting energy
to move through.

Freedom waits
on the other side
of pain released.

 

This poem was inspired by reading the untethered soul: the journey beyond yourself by Michael A. Singer. Many of the concepts in the book align with leadership concepts I’ve been living into since going through Radical Leadership almost 15 years ago. I sense  truth in what I am reading.

I am reminded that I am not my thoughts; I am the one who sees the flow of thoughts. Those thoughts are simply energy. I do not have to engage with the thoughts. I can simply let their energy move through me.

Of course, it takes practice to learn to let go of thoughts as they come. I’ve built a lifetime of habitual thoughts and there’s a part of me that gets caught up in drama – sometimes my thoughts are running me instead of the other way around. The delicious part of experimenting with letting thoughts move through is starting to notice the thoughts and energy arising.

 

* This selected this photo of chives blooming in my backyard because there is something open and free about their wild and delicate nature.