Life Wants To Happen

Thanks Toke for this recent photo post. Yes to the inspirations.

I’ve had teachers in my life that have long encouraged such notions. Sometimes they’ve been about persistence. And perseverance. Sometimes they’ve been about imagination. And creativity. Sometimes they’ve been about encouragement. And trust.

Today, it’s the irrepressible expression of life that calls to me. It’s the way that life energy can’t not flow. Inspiring when seen in nature. And inspiring when seen in human beings doing the day to day, finding way.

A bow.

For Drifters

That’s the Oquirrh Mountain Range, as seen last weekend from my location in Salt Lake City. That’s Farnsworth Peak on the right, before the range drops off to The Great Salt Lake. That’s a lot of blue sky on a February morning in Utah.

For many years now I’ve been learning more deeply about such concepts as wander. And wonder. I’ve been learning more deeply about the nonlinear. And the unplanned. I’ve been learning about surprise. And delight. I’ve been learning about vibrant life available in the moment. The everything in the anything.

Yup. Pause. Big smile.

In my work with groups. I tend to point them to some of these capacities. I’m so often advocating and inviting a little more relationship with the mystery of it all. For the way that it opens new insights that change what we do and how we do it together.

Recently, such delights found way to a poem. At one level, it’s me truth-telling and claiming that part of myself that is drifter. It’s me coming to peace with that. And another level, it’s pronouncement or the very rounded life.

Enjoy.

For Drifters

I will always be a drifter.

I’ll start things, many things.
I’ll finish some things, but won’t finish many.

I’ll get excited.
Yet sometimes, my excitement will wane, seemingly inexplicably.

I’ll be brilliant.
Yet sometimes, I may seem a bit lost, or even insecure.

Know that it is my drifting
that so often brings me to my steadiness.

Though drifting isn’t for everybody,
I want to surrender regularly to it’s beauty.

I will alway be a drifter.

Here Comes The Sun

I was in one of Salt Lake City’s downtown hotels Sunday morning. It offered a rather delicious view of the Oquirrh Mountain range on the west side of the Salt Lake Valley.

At just the right time, when the sun was rising, bringing blue sky with snowy mountain horizon into light of a day.

I was writing. Yet, the sunrise sequence teased my gaze. First only to the wide skies, pink with anticipation. Then a minute later to the tips of the Oquirrhs. Then a minute later to the full height of the Oquirrhs. Then a couple of minutes later, light to half of the valley.

What delight.

And then into a day, delighted by such view, I wrote further, surrendered to beauty. So simple, yet so monumental, the returning of the sun to a new day.

New H2H Podcast — With Guest Cory Thorell

I’m theming this year’s Human to Human podcast episodes. Each will hone in a bit on “Practicing For Peace.”

It has heart calling in it for me. It has inspiration from a few of my most beloved mentors. It has potent invitation to the smallest of personal self care peace moves, and to the biggest of global orientations and peace actions. 

This episode with Cory — what a treat. For the unique insight he brings. For the playground that we get to share and explore together. For the invitation to prioritize both inner being and outer steps.

Enjoy listening. Sharing. As Cory encouraged, “loving gigantically.”