Archive for August 31st, 2010

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Landslide

August 31, 2010

 

Took my love and I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well, the landslide brought me down

Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Well, I’ve been afraid of changin’
‘Cause I’ve built my life around you
But time makes bolder, children get older
I’m getting older too, well

Well, I’ve been afraid of changin’
‘Cause I’ve built my life around you
But time makes bolder, children get older
I’m getting older too, well, I’m getting older too

So take this love and take it down
Yeah, and if you climb a mountain and you turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well, the landslide brought down

And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well maybe, well maybe, well maybe
The landslide will bring you down

~ Lyrics, Stevie Nicks © WELSH WITCH MUSIC;

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The Four Winds: At Breath’s End

August 31, 2010

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Learn the alchemy

true human beings know.

The moment you accept

what troubles you’ve been given,

the door will open.

~ Rumi

A man gets on a train. It’s crowded and there are very few seats. He spies a seat a few rows back and approached to claim it. As he neared, he saw that there was a suitcase on the seat and a man sitting next to it. He says: Excuse me, can you please move your chimidunchik so I may sit? There was no response. More people are getting on the train, the aisle is getting crowded and all the seats fill up. Again he asks, can you please move your chimidunchik? And again he was ignored. Normally a patient man, he gets very agitated for being ignored. He begins to shout. Chimidunchik, Chimidunchik! Can you move it now! And still no answer. So the man in a fit a rage, grabs the chimidunchik and throws it out the window of the moving train. Satisfied and somewhat exhausted, he sits in the now vacant seat and turns to the person there and ask him, Now what are you going to do! Nothing he replied, It was not my chimidunchik! –

Following musing by Rabbi David Lipper.

Now while we might have anticipated the slapstick ending to the story… the chimidunchik has greater meaning for us. What I learned from this story is that everyone has their chimidunchik and many of us know it … but some of us do not. Everyone here has baggage. Some is light and we carry it well and effortlessly manipulate life so that our baggage doesn’t slow us down. Some of us deny that we even carry baggage. We, like the man on the train don’t own up to the baggage that follows us wherever we go. Still others are weighed down by the baggage they carry. The burden is so great that they are immobilized. Their burdens are heavy and they continue to grow and compound.

Over and over we are broken on the shore of life. Our stubborn egos are knocked around, and our frightened hearts are broken open-not once, and not in predictable patterns, but in surprising ways and for as long as we live. The promise of being broken and the possibility of being opened are written into the contract of human life.
 When you feel yourself breaking down, may you break open instead. May every experience in life be a door that opens to your heart, expands your understanding and leads you to freedom. ~ Elizabeth Lesser, Broken Open: how difficult times can help us grow