What are you wondering about, people?
Get yourself a cup of tea.
Bring it all here.
Wondering… OUT LOUD!
I love this idea of radical wondering. Delving in. Digging deep. Facing fears.
This has also been my experience. Those places inside of me I didn’t want to go, didn’t want to talk about, didn’t want to look at, were precisely the things that once faced were the gateways to greater freedom and clarity. Facing these things hasn’t always looked pretty or been easy, but I can stand here today and say it has always been worth the effort. It’s great to have support for this continued journey. Thanks Shyloe! and Go Radical Wondering!!!
So good to see you here. Ain’t that the truth, sister! I agree wholeheartedly. It’s not until we are able to get in there, turn over that heavy rock, look some little beasties in the eye, dig deeper and sometimes even deeper to get outta there and wait… we aren’t done yet… there is the work of digging down to the very core of our being to EMBRACE those nasties!! Only then, will we find relief and release. At least, that ‘s how it’s worked for me. What I love most about Radical Wondering is that it suggests and innocent curiosity coupled with a call to action. There is no shame, no blame in wondering. It simply is… and there is an openness, too. I want to offer that gift of curiosity, innocence and action to everyone that comes in here. Things do change people and it starts right here, right now, with you! Radical Wondering all the way, baby
You know what I wonder… I wonder why it is no one really takes the time to think about the state of education today. How is it acceptable that a single teacher be responsible for a classroom of 20 Kindergarteners throughout the day, but after school, those same children cannot exceed 8 per childcare worker? Something doesn’t jive people. How is it children the age of 5 are expected to be in school ALL DAY EVERY DAY for 5 days a week? How is it, for that matter, children the age of 8, 9 or 10 are expected to do the same thing? Really? REALLY?
How is that acceptable? Heck, I am an adult and I can barely sit through a three day conference without busting out for some Starbucks, a walk, an afternoon movie, some time in the park or a long chat with a good friend. Something is not right and I am here to stand up and stand tall and admit it. Something about that show stinks, people.
SO…the 2 greatest investments in my life are: Economics and EDUCATION…in our time these 2 necessities are so co-mingled, we have archaic structures, which can, do, and will … disconnect us from the star shining in each human being…by how one educates
this living star shine…this spark that lives in each and every living being.
the freedom that a human becoming demands now, can no longer be found in the institutional methods of old.
these times call for re-volutinary thinking, feeling and willing…
so shall we, will we, chose to step onto this new path…
let us take up our energies with giving the shift to our consciousness by understanding this idea that a human being…
is not a thing…we are magnificent beings longing to be met…in courageous imaginative inspired ways.
In my daily prayers, I was sending blessings to a friend journeying through cancer and a friend going through a tough transition in her life.
I light my incense, I get centered, I think about the people I want to include in my blessings. I begin to wonder, “my friend is going through cancer, how do I pray? Do I ask that she would be healed, that she would be in good spirits, that she would not have to deal with the discomfort of pain? I contemplate my friend going through a tough transition, how do I pray? Do I ask that her life would be easier, that she would find her passion, that she would be happy? And then I ponder, who am I to pray for these things in this way? If I believe that the Universe has it all planned out for our highest and greatest good, then both of these uncomfortable situations are currently in both of my friends’ highest and greatest good. They MUST go through these challenges and who am I to pray them away? Yes, I want the best for my friends, yes, it is painful for all of us going through these situations and observing them, yes, I want to express my care and concern. But I really feel that by praying what I want could jeopardize the highest and greatest paths for my friends. So I don’t pray at all. I light my incense, breath, think about my friends, send blessings through the fragrant smoke and be grateful for whatever the Universe brings into their paths. Then there is no room for disappointment and/or judgement when my prayers are or are not answered in the way that I prayed.
my god! what a liberating thought! i do this too, this giving away my ideas of what is the path of healing for anyone else.
I wonder about this, who this kind of attention toward each other, how this can transform all our relationships and expectations.
Not just illness, but the day in and day out of how we meet one another? If I just breath through the smoke and wish the highest for each and everyone in my life, and in the world…this sounds like trust.
I wonder, if I trusted the journey, which includes pain…how would I be different with myself and with others?
What comes right now is, I would feel so much freer to be present, then what? I wonder how then the pressure to do something or change something, might free up more of me, to just be?
thanks Shyloe…this was fun…to move from fear of having to make something or someone better, to just wondering…how to just be…and then what can come?
Thank you for sharing. Beautiful wondering. And I agree. I have a hard time praying for a specific outcome… like I know better than God… like I know what is right for anyone other than myself… heck, I don’t even know what’s right for me lots of times!! What I usually do is pray for that individual’s Highest and Greatest good. I pray for peace and healing. I pray for love and light. I pray for grace and I hope that is enough. I wonder… I wonder if anyone else wonders about this, too.
I was very happy to read these Trees & Shyloe. I have experienced these same thoughts in the evolution of my prayer life. The more I prayed over the years, the more I wondered and looked carefully at my prayers and how I was praying, and questions started to come up: What do I pray for exactly? Do I really know what this person needs? How do I best express my love and wishes for this person in this prayer? You both express your interiority so well. Thanks for this.
I’ve wondered a lot about prayer too. It wasn’t until I started hearing people praying in a sweat lodge that I felt I really learned how to pray- even though I’d been praying since I was a little girl. The prayers were heart-full and sent up to Spirit without attachment. I can’t presume to know what someone needs. But I can send them my heart prayers and then let go. Lately, I’ve been wondering what life will be like on Earth when I am an elder….I’ve been wondering what life on Earth will be like 5,000 years from now. I sense it will be radically different but not unfamiliar to us in our cellular memory. Hank Wesselman’s “Spiritwalker” trilogy has had me chewing on this one. It’s had me chewing on what I need to shift in my life in order to be more in alignment with the Earth. I’ve also been grateful for the abundance the Earth shares with me each and every day- the giveaway of all the plants and animals that make my life possible. I received a confirmation from the Earth the other day at the gas pump of all places! I was praying and thanking the Earth for her giveaway of gas so that I can get around and do my work in the world. I was deep into it when I smelled gas and felt my feet wet. I looked down and the gas pump was overflowing gas onto my shoes! I wasn’t even pulling the “trigger” anymore. It was just flowing. I laughed and told her I got the message. It stopped. LOL. In all the years I’ve had my license and filled up with gas, this has never happened. I love the mystery of living and of Spirit!
My son’s have been having this running dialog for the last few years about the ‘eye’s’ in the back of my head. They try to wrap their minds around it and ask me to see them. They can’t wait to grow up and get their own eyes. Today in our discussion, one of them asked me yet again if I still have them. In all honesty and truth I answered him “Yes”. I said “These eyes are called my intuition eyes. They don’t look like the eyes on the front of your head”. Then I began to wonder about these eyes and why we don’t use them more often. Call it perception, intuition, insight, gut feeling, sense, knowing, hunch, impression, instinct. We tend to use them when we sense our children are in danger or mischief, or use them in a highly charged situation when adrenaline is rushing. What if we used these eyes for living and our eyes on the front just for viewing beauty in the world and in others. What if our eyes on the front were not for making decisions only for receiving information about our world.
I wonder what would happen if I learned to speak what I “see” more often. To express my inner knowing out loud. To tell the truth.
I wonder how people will react? I wonder what effects it would have on me to say what I see, not just with my daughter, but to everyone. I wonder, would they understand? I wonder, what would they think of me? I wonder, does it matter?
I wonder how to find the words, how to put form to the formless.
I wonder if I will have the courage to speak when I feel I need to speak it.
I wonder about this sharing aspect too. There are numerous situations where I have a prompting/intuition/knowing about something about to happen, often with my partner, and I don’t say anything. Then after the moment has past and what I perceived happened, I comment to him about the intuition that I had. He can’t fathom why I DON’T share these things. Why don’t I just say what I see, hear, perceive? I recognize the fear around sharing and the same thoughts as you Staci. Courage is key and the wisdom to not need people to understand, accept or believe in me.
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What I’m wondering about is self-hate. I hate my weaknesses. I apologize for my weaknesses profusely. In the name of spiritual progress I try hard to overcome my weaknesses so that I don’t pass them on to my daughter. But when I look at what I am really doing, at what I am then actually teaching my daughter, it’s self-hate. I am trying to be perfect for her and I can’t. And I hate it. So I’m teaching her, through my modelling, to try and be something she will never be able to be and to hate herself for it. Now that’s pretty darn silly methinks. I wonder, how do I learn un-conditional self love? How do I let myself off the hook for those things I feel I have to improve on? How do I learn to love myself- all of myself. That’s what I want for myself and that’s what I want to teach my daughter.
Hmm, interesting, especially since I just heard a CBC show today on how beneficial it is to focus on our abilities and strong points vs. our weaknesses to produce more happiness in our lives.
I wonder if our weaknesses are there just to prove to us that this is the human experience. We are here for a purpose, to learn, grow and experience what it is truly like to be human. If we were perfect, what would there be to learn? I also wonder what it would be like to question our beliefs about our weaknesses. So say I believe that one of my weaknesses is that I always eat too much when I am feeling stressed. Is that true? Is it really true? How do I feel when I believe the thought that I always eat to much when I am feeling stressed? Where do I noticed that stressful though in my body, how do I react to myself when I’m believing that thought? Can I think of three situations when I was feeling stressed and I didn’t eat too much? Is there another way to look at this thought/belief about myself? Maybe I don’t eat too much, maybe my thoughts are eating me, maybe its time to celebrate my weaknesses and throw a party for them. Maybe they would morph into the biggest strengths that I have.
Yes. One time before sleep, in that kind of meditative space we can sometimes go to, I heard this or something like it: “The key to your freedom lies inside your vices”. I’ll have to keep looking at the vices, not turning away in disgust, they have something for me.
thank you for that honesty…wow! I am wondering how just being able to say that out loud, even here, in this quiet and safe venue, I wonder how this helps?
I needed to hear what you shared Staci. Thank you.
Your wondering made me think of this:
This being human is a guest house
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honourably.
She may be clearing you out for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Nice. Thank you for sharing that. Rumi is like a balm.
I’ve been wondering about what propels us in our passions.
I have three things that I’m really passionate about (well more, but these three have similar themes). I see them span my whole life and weave themselves into the way I think and how I respond in this world. I like to refer to them as gems. When I think about my gems, my insides start to tickle, I can feel my giddy energy, creativity and mystery gather speed. I wonder why, why do these gems appeal to me and would seem completely ridiculous to someone else. Do my gems keep me grounded or send me flying higher than a kite. Does it matter what state I am sent to? I’ve been told many times that I can’t have my cake and eat it too, but I have, these gems have lived through elements of surprise, magic, destiny, hope and exuberance. I’d say I’m eating cake right now
Here they are…
1. Phantom of the Opera has been my first love. We have waxed and waned over the course of my life. In my own special way, I have this connection with this piece of theatrical work. I’m mesmerized.
2. Great Gatsby has joined me this past summer. The flair and pomp, love and loss, beauty and elegance have me spinning in delight.
3. Once upon a Time (TV Series) is another recent join. This gem leads me to a place of mystery and magic. I start to see the magic in this life and am inspired to spin some more.
I am not much of a TV or movie fan, but for some reason, these are all from pop culture. Curious about that. And curious why these make my insides so alive, childlike and radiant.
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