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Day of Rest

bedThis is something I originally posted on Facebook this morning, but just now realized I wanted to share it here too, that there would be some of you who wouldn’t see my Facebook post.

Woke up at 4:30 am like normal, but decided to go back to sleep, and you know how you have the weirdest dreams when you do that? I had one that I was teaching at Chemeketa Community College, a class about Finding Your Purpose, and I showed up for week three completely unprepared. We were in the Student Center, and it was busy and noisy — a spin class, the food court, all kinds of other classes and study groups and students just hanging out — and there was no privacy. I also realized that rather than a 10 week progressive course with the same group of students, the class was actually a drop in, which meant I should be doing what I did the first week over again, but I didn’t have those notes. I asked my students to put their chairs in a circle to provide a container of sorts, but I had to go find my own chair. All of the furniture was old and broken down, no good, so the chair I had to settle for was awful.

When I got back to the group, I was honest, told them I was struggling with the distraction, my own lack of preparation, was irritated and fumbling, but that I was doing my best and would keep going, was showing up, fully present. Then it came to me that it was the perfect teaching moment, and told them that it was just like that with Finding Your Purpose — it isn’t just about figuring out what you want, but dealing with the obstacles that exist, that you can’t control all the elements, there’s the environment, culture, other people, economic realities, potential health issues or physical limitations, and that you have to learn to work with them. I ended up rocking what was a messed up situation.

Take that subconscious — clearly if you want to give me an anxiety dream, teaching can no longer be your subject matter. Time to go back to the old standards of not being able to find a clean or private public bathroom when I need to poop, or the one where I’m out jogging and cars are honking at me and I look down and realize I’m completely naked and miles from home.

Three Truths and One Wish

Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing. ~Arundhati Roy

1. Truth: To realize a dream, an aspiration, a wish, a longing, a calling, what I hunger for and what haunts me, I must be able to name it. Write it down, flesh it out, visualize it, seek it out, look it directly in the eye, know it, claim it. Be able to say what it is, what I want, how I want to feel, plain and clear and true, see it whole.

2. Truth: Once I know what I want, I can want it without apology. As poet Mary Oliver says, “You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.” Once I’ve identified what I long for, I can start moving in that direction. I don’t need any special equipment or training. I don’t need anyone’s permission (except my own). I simply take one tiny step, and then another. I can start any time, knowing that it is never too late, all I have to do is get out of my own way.

3. Truth: It is essential to keep my heart open to whatever arises. I can expect that things might not look how I imagined or go the way I planned, that I might get confused or even a little lost, that the dream might shift its shape as I live my way closer to it. I can ask for help, for guidance, for training, for support when I need it. I can drop my agenda, give up control, let go, surrender to the magic.

One wish: That with a compassionate vision, deep knowing, and skillful means, we all find our way to a life we love living.