Thursday, January 26, 2012

Blessed Are The Trees.

'In the height of our technological barbarism,

monks must be as tress which exist silently in the dark,

and by their viral presence, purify the air.'

~Thomas Merton


The Candle on my desk is burning slowly and steadily. So steadily that the flame does not flicker at all. At times, it  looks like a photo of a candle flame as it has no moment at all. Yet, it is hot, bright and alive.

As I sit in practice of Lectio Divina, I try to be the candle, so still, hot with silence, bright with spirit and alive with All. As Thomas Merton writes, 'In the height of technological barbarism,' I see how we tend to live a life dependent on activities and resources based on our use of technology. We often place value on the importance of our technological inventions and judge other ways - non technology - as less value. By not using and accessing these technical opportunities, we waste time. And time wasted by not using the technologies we have created is an ill-use of life/time.


While 3 tree stand strong, rooted in the ground, and reach towards the sky, we witness 'just' 3 trees purifying the air we breathe into billions and billions of molecules of oxygen - our breath for life. These 3 tree stand tall, without condition, save for the rain to feed and nourish their roots, to do nothing more than purify the air. Without this amazing natural technology, we would be breathless and struggle for life.

While 3 monks stand strong, rooted in their contemplation, and reach their arms towards the sky, we witness 'just' 3 monks thinking billions and billions of prayers, for the life we live, without condition, without even knowing us, without needing any repairs or reason from us to purify our world. Without this amazing spiritual technology, we would be hopeless and struggle for life.

Thomas Merton writes '...by their vital presence, they purify the air'. Their presence is something that we forget to see. Their presence is something we forget to feel. Their presence is something we forget to cherish. Those 3 trees, the forests, the greenery around us in each day, we sometimes don't see, but it is there providing the purity for each day we live. And it is vital.

Just one monk, sitting in silence, thinking, praying, blessing our very life - we don't see, we can't see, unlike the trees. But the presence from the silence of one monk's prayer, just one thought for hope, for peace, for love, and for life can be felt. It is what purifies life's energy flow that we all share universally. The balance we sometimes feel we don't have, would be further off balance, the peace we don't see in world affairs would be more hateful, the love we don't sense we have, would be further from our hearts without one monk's prayer.

Blessed are the silent, quiet binds the noise.

If each day, we took one minute, to think about one monk's prayer, or one minute, to look at one tree in it's unspoken release of purified air, we could find the small quiet moments of our heart's joy, soul's passion and life's goals may come to us... easier, quietly, and without condition.


Blessed Are The Trees.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

the simple gift

And the Brother sang…

'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free
'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
'Twill be in the valley of love and delight.

When true simplicity is gain'd,
To bow and to bend we shan't be asham'd,
To turn, turn will be our delight,
Till by turning, turning we come 'round right.

'Tis the gift to be loved and that love to return,
'Tis the gift to be taught and a richer gift to learn,
And when we expect of others what we try to live each day,
Then we'll all live together and we'll all learn to say,

'Tis the gift to have friends and a true friend to be,
'Tis the gift to think of others not to only think of "me",
And when we hear what others really think and really feel,
Then we'll all live together with a love that is real.

The Earth is our mother and the fullness thereof,
Her streets, her slums, as well as stars above.
Salvation is here where we laugh, where we cry,
Where we seek and love, where we live and die.

When true liberty is found,
By fear and by hate we will no more be bound.
In love and in light we will find our new birth
And in peace and freedom, redeem the Earth.

'tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be fair
'tis a gift to wake and breathe the morning air
and each day we walk on the path that we choose
'tis a gift we pray we never shall lose


He came at the end of lunch on Sunday morning as we concluded our weekend at the Notre Dame Spiritual Center. He stood before us, slim, frail in slacks and a sweater draped over his slightly hunched frame. And with a tender smile on his face, be proceeded to give us the history of the Shaker Village that was once the 300 acre property that the Brothers purchased in 1930. The song Simple Gifts was composed on this spiritual land lot. The special energy of the land continues to draw one into its reverent past. It presented to me the hope that the solitude of this land and the feeling of Earth Spirit will continue to be for years to come. And I hoped and prayed that this land’s spirit would someday cover the globe giving peace to all the lands we inhabit.

The Brother faced us at our lunch tables. With a simple smile, so easy for him to display, he started to sing. His voice was sweet and honest. His voice was pure but with age. The Brother's gestures were small. Simple. He closed his eyes, sang from his heart, turn – turn and bow like the song says. His body shined his joy and belief in the lyrics. It was simple. It was a gift. To witness such an honest man singing his love for spirit. It was a simple gift that could not fit into any Christmas stocking or be placed under any Christmas Tree. This gift of song from the heart was too big! – yet small enough to get to my heart and move my spirit. Tears soon flowed as the emotion built up inside. My throat squeezed shut to stop me from noisily crying. An occasional gasp for breath reminded me I had to breathe.

At the end of his joyful and freely given blessing of a song, he walked away. Our applause slowed his exit for a humble bow to us. To me, he seemed to just want to share a song and a little information about the place we stayed for our weekend retreat and our studies. I don’t think he realized how moved we would get by his simple gift. He was unconditionally singing his Truth. His expression of gratitude for our applause was humble. And he walked out of the meal room on his way back to do whatever his next mission for the day would be. I believe he walks a path with the Divine. And the Divine will walk with him where ever his life’s journey takes him.
He is blessed. And I feel blessed to be witness to this Simple Gift.

                                              Cemetery Lane - Notre Dame Spiritual Center
                                                   
                                                 

Friday, December 2, 2011

Holiday Greetings from My Soul to your Sole - from my laurencedance blog



Hello Everyone,

Well, this year is a first for me! It is the first Holiday Season in my 37 years of teaching dance that I have not had a holiday party. And I miss this opportunity more than I thought. I thought I would enjoy this down time, which is not the case. I thought I would be relieved that I had time to focus on my studies, but the distractions of not having a dance party overwhelmed my idle time. So I chalk this moment as a place to stop, listen to the music, and dance on with plans for the future of my studio work.

This year presented lots of change and learning for me. And with all the clichés that can be stated like ‘Every dark cloud has a silver lining’ and ‘Wipe the slate clean’ that have been offered by many of you, I thank you. I appreciate all the words of wisdom, sincere wishes, thoughts to how to rid the past and the general positive pushes for growth that many of you have given me during this change and learning experience.

What I take from this change is the actual ‘learning’ that has and is taking place while I rebuild the business from ground up. From the ground up is the perfect place for me at this time. While it may seem like it’s easier to take things already existing and re-piece a plan together, in my case, there are very few pieces, if any, to pick from. Therefore I look at this as an opportunity to build as opposed to re-build.

Building what is ‘true’ to me in dance is a great segue in the choreography of my dance business. With the last adventure (which was supposed to enlarge Gotta Dance 2) took on roles and plans that, needless to say, were not able to successfully grow with the growth compound available at the time. The struggle to ‘keep on truckin’ became a focus, but a focus not on dance, but on the venue’s survival.

It’s the classes, students, dance parties, and joy of movement that fuels my dancing feet and heart. The honesty and awareness that I was working far too much and too hard on a product that was not producing the mirage of classes and events to promote social dancing and dance education in our community was where the music stopped. And stopped it did, fast and abrupt. Instead of gliding to a beautiful line at the end of a waltz routine, the music just stopped.
And as Martha Stewart says ‘It’s a good thing.”


Now I will be taking the time to choreograph a new dance business, one I will be proud of, one with opportunities to learn the dance traditions of the past as well as experience some new ways to express movement from your head to your toes and deep into and from your heart.

I want to be known as a dance teacher, not a venue owner, not a wedding coordinator, but a dance teacher - a dance teacher that fosters new growth in the minds and hearts of young dancers and one who reminds those experienced dancers of their past lives in dance that has taken them on a journey of great memories with more memories to come.

And that brings me to a Fairy Tale Happy Ending where everyone gets to dance – hard and loud!

So I am taking this opportunity to send you a Holiday Greeting, full of dancing energy, holiday music vibrations and gratitude for your continued support in my life as a dance teacher.

With the Love of Dance & Respect for your Love of Dance and Music,

Laurence!

Sunday, November 27, 2011

'tis the season to be jolly' fa la la la -OY! Can I have Divine Minute, Please?

                      
The holiday season brings lot of joy. But along with that joy, it brings anxiety, stress and sometimes pain to others. It's a kind of crazy situation that we have all come to live with.

We celebrate a time so far in the past, that the majority of the people in the country celebrating this holiday season are probably not even aware of where the holiday came from - why we have it - what we are supposed to be celebrating and on and on and on...and we get caught up in the frenzy of some marketed holiday spirit that has no direct connection to the holiday itself.

I have to admit, that I have often hated the holiday season. It always reminded me of what I don't have... money-time-treasures to acquire those marketed holiday spirit products. And for many people, the anxiety, stress and pain comes from those three basic concerns that many of us carry, not only during the holiday season, but through our lives. It has become the primary focus in so many parts of society and stays all through the year - but it is magnified during the holiday season - a time of year that should be less anxious, stressful and painless - where we should be looking for the source of why we celebrate.

So how do we float safely on a turbulent lake and not fall overboard? Easy! Well.... not necessarily... but possible for sure!

For me, it started a few years ago - the process, that is, started years ago. The message came from my sister. She loves the holidays and all the trimmings - the shopping, decorations, food, colors, lights, and so on. She said to me one year, as I expressed a very hostile attitude towards getting ready for the holiday (which is never easy on a dancers budget and time line), ... "just go with it". And I replied 'how do you do it?' And in the conversation that followed what I learned and earned was the simple solution of ... ' If you can't beat'em, join'em'.

For me, 'join'em' didn't mean throw all woes into the air and let go of the landing, spend money, take time off from work and show off all your treasures, because the reality is that I don't carry a big old bag of money-time-treasures. 'Join'em' meant for me to enjoy the joys of others, like my sister, who truly walks the road called 'joyful holiday lane'. Now as sad as it may seem, enjoying other's joy is not sad. What I found monumentally changed my attitude. I was able to look at the decorations on the houses and feel the excitement that I imagined the kids and family members were having placing the lights on the trees outside and in their homes. I was able to watch people hurriedly move through the stores searching for perfect gifts for their family and friends and I was able to feel the change in the overall community where ignoring reality was OK - temporarily - and for the purpose of finding joy.

For all those that find the joy, there are those that find the pain. This is where I get confused and cycle back to the entire frustrated situation of why we do what we do for the holidays. I want to find the original emotion that created this holiday season. And sometimes I feel, even for those that are 'full of joy' during the season, that they may be even more 'full of joy', if at some point in the day - just one minute amongst the millions of minutes that make the holiday season, that they get a gleam of what the source of the emotion was that created this season. This source is where the emotion came from to become 'the season to be jolly'.

My wish.

My wish is for everyone to have some Divine Experience - one minute. This 'Divine Minute' will last for ever. And it could transform one's life.

Wow... so many religions, philosophies and mindsets have gone into what we call the holiday season. It is not just a Christian thing, a Jewish thing, Kwanza, or (fill in your belief system here). It is something that grew out of the need in all those religions, philosophies and mindsets to celebrate love, life and 'life together as one'.

It appears with many names. It has been transformed over many years - thousands of years. It searches for unity among us all. During this season, we all feel that we should love one another, stop war, smile at everyone on the street and even cheer a 'Merry Christmas' to someone and think.."Was that politically incorrect?"
But we say it anyway, because deep down inside we know it is right to smile and pass on a greeting!

My wish for the holiday season is that all of my friends, my family and the all the people in the world can find a 'Divne Minute'.

Intuitively, in your Divine Minute, you can feel its origin, so ancient yet so contemporary, and be blessed.

Breathe Deep and Walk Slow is a slogan I have said for years. I am tested these days as I participate in classes with ChIMe, trying to live mindfully each day and being aware of my walk. Not to go to fast, and not to sit down and wait... and always in every moment of the day to 'Breathe Deep while Walking Slow.

And there's so much more unsaid, untyped, unprepared for my blog - but I breathe deep and walk slow.

As for these little condiments that accompany our holiday feast...
Anxiety - Stress - Pain = What do these do for us?
Money - Time - Treasures = How do we define these things? as positive or as negative?
Breathe Deep - Walk Slow - Divine Minute = Can we do this daily?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yTCRdM71j2E&feature=related

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Being Real - Values~Ethics~Morality

For many weeks now, I have wrestled with issues on loyalty, friendship, Divine meaning of life - you know - all the easy things to ponder during the day - or during sleepless nights. 

And as I think about these topics, what is clear to me is that it gives me a headache. The headache comes from ignoring the obvious, which is taking action.

Taking action is hard. For me, once we take action, we have to take action all the time. It's like placing a bumper sticker on your car. That bumper sticker makes a statement that one should follow. And we forget... or should I say, we are just mindful-less.

As I digress a little since bringing up the bumper sticker situation, I will reflect on a journey to South Portland one day from Westbrook. The car next to me was weaving a bit, not much, but a little. And at traffic lights, and once the traffic moved from a red light to a green light, this vehicle did not move right away until someone either blew a horn or the space between the idle car and the moving car became very wide.

I looked over at the driver. She was reading a magazine, pictures and all. WOW... really?!?. As the light changed again, she cut in front of me to make a sudden turn. The bumper sticker on her vehicle said "Chat later, Drive Safe" What??? are you kidding me?

The point it this. I hold her more responsible form safe driving because she sports a bumper sticker telling people to 'be mindful' of what you are doing and DRIVE SAFE.

Now, back to the Blog prior to the digression.

As I read an article in the Chicago Times this morning written yesterday, it brought to words somethings I have been 'pondering' for a while. All seemed to be issues that I am frequently told are 'just personal' or 'not that important' or I am told "there are more important things in the world to worry about".. and so it goes for ever and ever... until shit happens.

This article moved me in a way that probably was not what the author intended. Although, writers write to make the reader think... and to this, this author accomplished that basic goal with his article for me.
The gift in his article is not the specifics of the Penn State Sexual Abuse issue, or the response of the student body, but a bigger reflection on any social situation.

I felt driven to write to him and thank him for his article.

Basically, we all should stand up for something. And once we do, we have to own the stance, just like a good dancer - solid and committed!

Here is the article and following the article is my letter to My Kadner.

Penn State story: Looking away is easy - Values, Ethics and Morality
Phil Kadner pkadner@southtownstar.com November 11, 2011 9:32PM
Values. Ethics. Morality.
It seems we hear more talk about such things these days than ever before.
But we are bombarded with evidence that people, confronted by the realities of life, choose to ignore such high-minded notions.
The Penn State University scandal is the most recent example.
A child of about 10 was being raped in a shower stall by a grown man. Another man, a graduate assistant coach with the football team, saw it.
His first thought was not to intervene and stop the assault, but to call his father for advice because he obviously feared that he might jeopardize his future as a coach in the Penn State football program.
Joe Paterno, the head coach, has been fired. So has the school president.
Penn State students have staged protests, one developing into what’s been termed a riot.
“A bunch of college students with an excuse to get drunk and have some fun,” is how a colleague reacted to the actions of the students.
But the editor of the college newspaper at Penn State told me it is her sense that most of those students feel as if Paterno is their grandfather and they want to protect him.
There is also a fanatical loyalty to everything Penn State.
“Most people will tell you they love it here,” said the Penn State college newspaper editor. “Some will tell you they like it.
“But I’ve never heard any student say they disliked Penn State.”
Paterno loved the school as well, no doubt. He was proud of his football program.
I understand that.
But a child was sodomized. And according to the grand jury report, Jerry Sandusky, the former Penn State coach accused of having intercourse with the child, continued to sexually assault other children.
Time and again we see evidence that doing the right thing is not the easy thing.
The Catholic church chose to cover up for priests who were pedophiles instead of stopping them.
In Illinois, we’ve seen politicians go to prison repeatedly on charges of corruption, discovering during their trials that over a period of years people with knowledge of their illegal activities chose to remain silent.
And we’ve seen it in the business world, where Wall Street kingpins not only kept silent when they might have been able to prevent a financial meltdown, but actually made money betting on the failure of the system.
People wanted to protect their jobs. Their reputations. And line their own pockets.
There are exceptions, of course. Whistle-blowers occasionally come forward, but too often suffer as a result of their courageous actions.
The community, rather than rallying to their side, usually stands behind the accused, who is always a good person who has done good things.
It is possible for good people to do evil things and evil people to do good things, but the public ignores this time and again.
In Crestwood, village officials allowed tainted well water to be distributed to residents.
At a recent village board meeting, there was a public debate over whether Crestwood should pay for the legal defense of one of those officials.
Several people, to the applause of many others, said the water department official was merely following orders, protecting her job.
Therefore the village owed it to her to pay for the legal defense.
Really? If you follow orders, you are absolved of guilt? You are excused from personal responsibility?
Values. Ethics. Morality.
I’m not sure what those words really mean in our society.
Loyalty to a program, a business or a country can be an admirable thing.
But in the end, doing the wrong thing in the name of some greater good really amounts to nothing more than acting in one’s self-interest.
Someone at Penn State could have stopped harm from coming to little children. That is clear.
The fact that educated, respected men chose a different path is not only contemptible, but also very frightening.
Dear Mr Kadner,
I want to thank you for your article on Nov 11, 2011 - Penn State - Looking Away Is Easy. Values, Ethics and Morality
The specific topic in the article regarding the abuse of the child in the shower room is one that is horrible and I cannot imagine such a thing happening at all. And to walk away is cowardly and in some ways, sick.
What I am thankful that in your article, you address some of the other ways this social response finds it's way into our lives. Most situations of abuse and neglect seem to be mundane and unimportant, but as your article implies (to me), this is what allows such larger issues arise. They arise out of desensitizing ourselves, our companies, our clubs, even our friendships to these problems that we have been conditioned to think are unimportant - too unimportant to worry about - 'as there are more important things to worry about in the world' we are told.
I believe this attitude, that we so carelessly carry, is one of the many reasons we - as a society and as a world - get to the place we get to with this extreme sad situation in the Penn State Scandal.
We move fast, we work hard, and we are entitled to that which is ours, but not at the expense of others. I am learning to be mindful of everything I do every moment of everyday. It is hard to do this. And I sometimes I do not want to think and I do not want to be mindful. But in the long run, at the end of the day, I end up feeling good about my day and more importantly, myself.
I know that everyday where I have been more respectful of people, the community, the country and the world at large, some change happens. A little goes a long way. I wish we knew, as a general population, how true this statement really is in our life.
The hardest part of being mindful, is standing behind that mindful thought. When a wrong comes into play, we have to stand up and make a noise. When someone does something that comes from a negative or a mindless (thoughtless) process, we need to hold them accountable. When someone does something that may seem opposite from what they profess, they need to be called out. Loosing friendships, job promotions, acceptance into social arenas may be what we loose standing by our words and displaying our actions, but, as I said, at the end of the day we gain so much more than what we fear loosing.
Again, Thank You for your article in the Chicago Times. I would love to post it on my blog and pass it on to my social network of colleagues and friends to read and reflect. I think that if everyone reads your article and looks deep into themselves, they could find a place where they could change just a little bit and make a tremendous influence on their lives and the world they live in. It is hard to drop the protective barrier and read with open eyes, but those who have eyes will see and take the beauty in your article and practice making a better world.
I say: Stand by your friends and family, stand by your 'Values, Ethics and Morality' and stand by that which holds you responsible- be that Divine or Mundane, Stand up and make noise!
Sincerely, Laurence Miller

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

FRIEND ~ a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.


As I walked through the super walmart buying cleaning products, etc. I noticed that no one looked at me. I found that strange, I look at everyone and I smile at everyone. I started doing this years ago.

What was strange was that it seemed that the people in the store were moving fast, crashing carts and cutting in front of each other. It was the middle of the day, not a time when you would think people needed to be in a rush.

The store’s energy felt rude, impatient and unfriendly.

Which made me think of what a friend is – who are they, what purpose do they serve? If everyone in the store was friends – what would the mood have been.
Just because we look different doesn't mean we can't be friends!


~~With every true friendship,
we build more firmly the foundations on which the peace of the whole world rests.
Mahatma Gandhi 1869-1948

~~Don't walk in front of me
I may not follow.
Don't walk behind me
I may not lead.
Walk beside me
and be my friend.
Albert Camus 1913-1960 French author, journalist, and key philosopher of the 20th century.

~~I looked for my soul,
but my soul I could not see.
I looked for my God,
but my God eluded me.
I looked for a friend
and then I found all three.
William Blake 1757-1827 was an English poet, painter, and printmaker

I was not sure what ChIMe would bring to me in the way of friends. I knew that deep relationships would be built based on what I knew of ChIMe’s past classes and the people I spoke with from those classes. This brings me to the last quote. For me, it represents who you are to me.

~~In everyone's life, at sometime, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.
Albert Schweitzer 1875-1965  theologian, organist, philosopher, physician, and medical missionary