Posts Tagged ‘art of living’

I am a personal saboteur. I hate to admit this. I am disturbed and puzzled by this phenomenon, this propensity to ruin a good thing.

I’m thinking about this because of my trip to New York. One of my neuroses is a paradoxical aversion to traveling, combined with a thirst for adventure and, well, travel. Over the last 10 years I’ve taken more than a few trips to visit friends or go to conferences and training seminars. Each time I’m excited, I’m happy, I’m counting the days, until about a week before departure. That’s when I experience a creeping dread. “Why did I agree to this?” “What was I thinking?” “What made me decide to be gone so long?” It’s not about flying – I’m cool as a cucumber in the 25th row, aisle seat. It’s not airports, or jet lag, or even packing. And it’s certainly not about the folks I’m bound to visit. What is it then?

Sabotage happens in other ways, in more subtle subversions. Like worry. Have you ever noticed that once you get yourself through an unusually stressful episode, something else of a lesser nature steps up to take its place? Generating just as much air time and anxiety as the really big thing you just finished worrying about? As if worry were a necessary ingredient for success. As if peace an tranquility were something to avoid.

What is it about carefree, joyful living that I find so…disturbing?

Is there danger from excessive happiness?


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On the Other Hand

Welcome to the new site.

At this, the beginning of a new project, most everyone who comes here knows me pretty well. Thanks for following me. I’m here in a new place to complete an old dream – having a place to write. Having a place to draw from the well of what has become my life. My soul. My human self.

It’s an art, being a person. And although I can’t claim to have found the secret, arrived at the pinnacle, earned the chops, or mastered completeness, I’ve decided it’s time to write what’s important. So here I am.

My old blog was called Presumed2Be Me Until Further Notice.

Here’s my notice.

My intention is to write about the art of being a person in the world. Broad topic, I know. But at my age a person should know some things. I’ve spent a lot of time not knowing what it is I do know, then being amazed when it comes out my mouth. It’s time to start writing things down.

Usually it’s the simplest things that are the most brilliant. I like to put them into words – things that lie in the background of our minds, under our emotional field, or in the cells of our bodies. Things that are transparent, but real. Things that, once uncovered, juice us up a bit, make us feel a little saner, keep us moving toward the light.

So here’s a hopeful sample of things to come: finding voice, centered living, being in the moment, emotional surfing, hyper-thinking, embodied knowing, self-betrayal vs. grounded action, sabotage, fear of happiness, stripping down, slowing down, making space, lightness, gratitude, finding joy, courage, passion, adventure.

Not that I’ve got these things handled, but I think about them. I think you do too.

Or you will.

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