The Ides of March
– March 15, 2006
Today my oldest child turns
29. She lives out of town – has for the past 11 years. I mourn the distance between us, and celebrate her birthday.
It is the Ides of March, less than a week before the first day of Spring.
This day past was a windy day
full of change, power outages that fortunately lasted only seconds, brief glints of sunshine, hail, snow,
and many moving clouds through alternating hues of gray and blue .
. . and it was a day of work.
Clients come and go on the
hour throughout the day and evening, seeking answers that bring insight
and relief; and sharing their pain, hopes, dreams, fears, and heart’s
desires. I also manage to fit in a “working walk” with a longtime
friend and colleague about how to inform physicians about the services
I offer for self-healing, development, empowerment and achievement.
What I Say to Support and
Stimulate Recovery, Release and Creation?
Those are all long words, I
later think, that are probably significantly overused. Clients
have shining faces, I’ve decided, and look up at me from a place of
sudden clearing, open and drawn within to deeper places of consideration
and listening from which they discover transformational insights that
seem to magically fuel new processes of self-creating.
What are we really capable
of, I think, and, as I continue to intuitively ask, where is the energy available to be able to freely move forward?
What can I say to support and stimulate recovery, release, and creation?
Your Inalienable Rights
I fantasize about how we could
all could create our own Declaration of Independence to remind us that
we are endowed with inalienable rights to:
- Acknowledge ourselves
and each other as equals, and
know it is not only the truth, but enough - Grow up
- Be cared for and
about - Move past ourselves
to consider another completely
without expectation, condition, or agenda - Ditto thinking
- Refuse to assume
. . . anything - Be able to respond
(response-able) in a fully recognized present - Know that love is
quite nonspecific, after all
Our Magical Window to the
Future
I think in many ways my four
children taught me these truths again, and again . . . and again . .
.
As Kahlil Gibran says in
The Prophet , children offer a magical window to us of their future,
a place we can’t occupy, to profoundly touch and spiritually transform
us – the vision I most love to work with in my Centering practice.
And so I celebrate beyond what
I know and can access, which is oddly comforting to me, honor my daughter’s
last twenty-something-year-to-begin, and catch some corresponding rays
of innocence, wisdom, and freedom.
When we think, breathe,
listen and imagine without condition, all possibilities emerge.
