My Heartsongs

I always defined stress as the internal state that results when the capacity to adapt to what is happening has been exceeded. This often occurs without our awareness, as evidenced by the sensation of peeling off onion layers of tension and pressure when we do actually take a vacate tion. When I tune in – having dropped out of electronic device land – I realize my personal emotional default is usually sadness. That’s where I go when “things” – personal, loved ones, global and yes even cosmic – are

Let’s play Just Ask Anxiety. If everything is okay then why are so many so anxious? One might propose that a triad of unskillful human habits consistently generate anxiety for a multitude of folks: Habits of scarcity,  struggle, and doing doing. I do believe anxiety is basically fear without a name. If it is a signal, then what is the message we need to heed? What fear lurks behind it?

I am defining deep desire as those inner aspects of who I really am that have always wanted expression in the outer world. Maybe it reveals itself in consistently wanting to play an instrument, live by the sea, or travel to specific faraway exotic places. Deep desires elicit needed changes and growth, and are often a pain in the derriere, creating much suffering as well. They play a central role in shaping who I am and the narrative of my life, as my identity morphs throughout my personal

Another summer solstice is almost upon us. So for me, as is my custom, some turning inward. As I have shared a number of times in these brief weekly musings, I have journaled at least monthly for almost 50 years, regularly taking the pulse of my own personal evolution. This usually involves creating some quiet alone time for reflection, contemplation and meditation, offering up what I like to term ordinary transcendent experiences. No bright lights or stigmata on my hands, but clearly heart and mind

The unrecognized onion layers of stress effortlessly peel off, revealing a core simply hungry to just be—no phones, computers, internet or planetary bad news. This brief excursion takes me out of myself, so I might embrace an eagle eye’s view, and get out of Dodge, surrender to the timeless wisdom of “sleeping on it.” I invite you to contemplate how you renew yourself, and when and how is the next adventure into that realm going to unfold for you?