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Bill's Blog - Monthly Summary
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Hello! Here's a summary of my posts from the past month. I'm glad you're with me on the journey. My goal for this journey through life is to "wake up, remember and come alive," and help others do the same. So to that end, take what's helpful here and leave the rest! (Looking forward to reading some of your post comments as well.) |
Practice Gratitude (by Steve Garnaas-Holmes) Gratitude, the yoga of the gods, may sometimes take a little practice. Eachday, select one thing to be grateful for: a cup of water, a wispof green, sun on stone, a friend's memory, gravity, so we do not float away.... Hold your gratitude like a seashell in your hand, and rehearse it. Come to it …
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Poor or Rich? One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to a farm with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family. On their return from their trip, the …
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Kind and Generous. I love this song by Natalie Merchant. It's simple and to the point. And it's one of the best "worship" songs of gratitude I've heard. Yes, I'm sure it was written thinking about our human relationships. And in fact I have given and "gifted" this song to others who have walked with me on my journey and …
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Ode on Intimations of Immortality (by William Wordsworth) Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting And cometh from afar; Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home: Heaven lies …
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Break the Mold. For God's sake and your own, break the mold. Terry's song by Bruce Springsteen is a song I sent to my friend on his birthday. Why? Becuase he breaks the mold by simply being his unique self. This song is an invitation. It reminds us to live before we die. It's an invitation to simply be you. …
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The World is not a Courtroom (by Saadi) The world is not a courtroom, there is no judge, no jury, no plaintiff. This is a carvan, filled with eccentric beings telling wondrous stories about God. I met a woman and her husband today and had a deep spiritual conversation and experience with them. She was a musician who played the …
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On One Foot A rather eccentric looking young man wearing an old brown suit and holding a small, worn, stickered suitcase walked into the center of the city, spun around a few times in the middle of one of the main squares and then looked up to the skyline. Fixing his eyes on the closest church steeple, he immediately made …
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Walking Home "We're all just walking each other home." Ram Daas. What a beautiful and profound quote. And what a wonderful spiritial reminder and perspective giver. This world is not our home. But often we think it is. We put a lot of energy into it "down" here. A lot of concern and worry. Sometimes we lose our perspective and …
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Stop It! I think it was Abraham Lincoln who said, "Most people are about as happy as they make up their mind to be." It often amazes me how miserable I can make myself feel by what I think. That's why I love this clip from an old Bob Newhart show. It it could be that simple?! Maybe it is! …
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What Will Matter? (by Michael Josephson) Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten will pass to someone else. Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or …
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A Cushion For Your Head (by Hafiz) Just sit there right now Don’t do a thing Just rest. For your separation from God, From love, Is the hardest work In this World. Let me bring you trays of food And something That you like to Drink. You can use my soft words As a cushion For your Head. Separating from …
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Rule #6. Two Prime ministers were sitting in a room discussing affairs of state. Suddenly a man bursts in, apoplectic with fury, shouting and stamping and banging his fist on the desk. The resident prime minister admonishes him: “Peter,” he says, “kindly remember Rule Number 6,” whereupon Peter is instantly restored to complete calm, apologizes, and withdraws. The politicians return …
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Gate C22 (by Ellen Bass) At gate C22 in the Portland airport a man in a broad-band leather hat kissed a woman arriving from Orange County. They kissed and kissed and kissed. Long after the other passengers clicked the handles of their carry-ons and wheeled briskly toward short-term parking, the couple stood there, arms wrapped around each other like he’d …
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