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A Savasana Gift

If someone thinks that love and peace is a cliche that must have been left behind in the Sixties, that’s his problem. Love and peace are eternal. ~ John Lennon

Yoga practitioners say that savasana, or corpse pose, is a favorite because it is a restorative pose that often concludes a yoga session.

I certainly look forward to the few moments of savasana that wrap up my Thursday night practice. Usually, I melt into relaxation after an hour of stretching and pushing my body to its physical limits. Last Thursday, however, I received an unexpected gift while “practicing” the corpse pose.

I had a vision.

I “saw” my abdomen as a smoothly hollowed out, bowl-like space, as if the edges dropped off below my sternum and rose again at my hips. Oddly enough, I didn’t freak out. I had the sense that all I was supposed to do in that moment was breathe into the space.

That’s it. Just breathe. I remember being vaguely curious about when I would fill the space and with what. Or even whether I would be the one to fill the bowl to its capacity again.

Weird, right?

Along with the mild curiosity, I remember telling myself that all was well. Nothing was unusual or off about having a bowl-gut.

I hadn’t told anyone about my vision until last night when my sweetie asked about my blog topic. Just speaking the words, “I had a vision” felt weird, like I’ve gone a little bit cuckoo, as my friend Helshi says.

When I remember what happened before yoga that night, things begin to add up.

Recently, the Interfaith Peace Chapel at my church–Cathedral of Hope United Church of Christ–was tagged with some pretty hateful graffiti aimed presumably at our primarily LGBTQ congregation.

In addition, the Texas lieutenant governor, held a press conference announcing that a bill–turns out it’s SB6–would be introduced prohibiting transgender people from using restrooms reserved for the gender with which they identify. There is much idiocy and insanity in this bill, particularly the statement that it protect women and students.

Five people were killed and eight injured during the terrible tragedy at the Fort Lauderdale airport last week.

A hate-crime beating in Chicago was videoed and posted on Facebook.

A terrorist attack killed 39 in Istanbul on New Year’s.

Peace, where are you?

Give me an epiphany with a little e.

Last Thursday–the Day of Epiphany–while many Christians and others celebrated the manifestation of Jesus in their lives, I had my own little epiphany. My vision of the concave space represents filling myself with love and all its byproducts like generosity and kindness, peace and patience, gentleness and respect, trust and presence and so much more.

May my bowl, my vessel, be filled to overflowing so that none of the evil stays with me for long. Instead, let me be called to pray.

Let me be urged to focus on goodness.

Let me summon the belief–and hold it tightly–that God is working through even these evil times.

Let me continue to wait for moments to pour from my bowl of love, for God has chosen each of us to be his people and to spread one gospel.

It’s love. It’s always love. Now and forever more.

Peace be with you, my friends.

16 Quotes From Saint Teresa

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Mother Teresa, known as the “saint of the gutters,” died nineteen years ago today. Yesterday, Pope Francis declared “blessed Teresa of Calcutta to be a saint” during a canonization Mass in Vatican City.

Two words come to my mind when I think of Mother Teresa: Love and service.

She tended to others as I imagine Jesus did, with humility, grace and joy. She ministered in places and situations that few others would go.

Pope Francis said of her work,”mercy was the salt which gave flavor to her work, it was the light which shone in the darkness of the many who no longer had tears to shed for their poverty and suffering.”

Many have captured her words over the years. Today, I wish to honor the woman, the newest saint, with a few of the messages she shared about love and service.

A life not lived for others is not a life.

Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.

I am not sure exactly what heaven will be like, but I know that when we die and it comes time for God to judge us, he will not ask, ‘How many good things have you done in your life?’ rather he will ask, ‘How much love did you put into what you did?

It is not the magnitude of our actions, but the amount of love that is put into them that matters.

Love to be real, it must cost—it must hurt—it must empty us of self.

If you judge people, you have no time to love them.

In loving one another through our works we bring an increase of grace and a growth in divine love.

Why can’t there be love that never gets tired?

If we want a love message to be heard, it has got to be sent out. To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it.

There is a terrible hunger for love. We all experience that in our lives – the pain, the loneliness. We must have the courage to recognize it. The poor you may have right in your own family. Find them. Love them.

The greatest science in the world, in heaven and on earth, is love.

I must be willing to give whatever it takes to do good to others. This requires that I be willing to give until it hurts. Otherwise, there is no true love in me, and I bring injustice, not peace, to those around me.

At the hour of death when we come face-to-face with God, we are going to be judged on love; not how much we have done, but how much love we put into the doing.

Let us more and more insist on raising funds of love, of kindness, of understanding, of peace. Money will come if we seek first the Kingdom of God – the rest will be given.

If we pray, we will believe; If we believe, we will love; If we love, we will serve.

I’m just a little pencil in the hand of a writing God sending a love letter to the world.


5 More Jackson Kiddard Quotes

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A little more than four years ago, the name Jackson Kiddard started popping up on social media and in my RSS feed. He was a man of mystery, indeed, not much can be found about Mr. Kiddard via a Google search.

Mastin Kipp, of The Daily Love, continually posted JK quotes, so many that some wondered if Mastin was Jackson Kiddard. Now we know that JK was a French entrepreneur who became a philosopher and yogi before he died in India in 1901.

I’m still fascinated by Mr. Kiddard and apparently a lot of other people are too. Since I published my first post of five JK quotes in late 2011, the post gets an average of nine or 10 views every day.

Now it’s the week of love–capped by Valentine’s Day on Sunday. While I’m not a fan of commercializing love, I am a huge fan of love.

So in honor of love–and Jackson Kiddard–here are five thoughts from the entrepreneur/philosopher/yogi about love, love of others and love of self.

Treat yourself and others well this week and do your best to lead with love. All my love to you!

From B Here Today and Jackson Kiddard:

Love is a meeting of two souls, fully accepting the dark and the light within each other bound by the courage to grow through struggle into bliss.

Let go of the things you fear to lose. Die to your attachments. Free yourself from everything you think you are and embrace the truth that you are abundant, eternal, fearless and worth being loved.

Don’t settle because you are afraid you won’t find something better. Don’t compromise because you don’t want to be alone. Give the perfect life, lover, job, time and space to grow into your life. Your days of constant chasing with little reward are over. Everything you’ve ever wanted and more are coming to you. You just have to let it in with love, receptivity and non-judgment. Letting it in is how you become it.

Today I affirm that there is nothing in me but love. The love comes from total acceptance of myself and the understanding that I am a perfectly imperfect human being.

Complaining continues to create the vibration of what you don’t want. Today, take your focus off of what is wrong and focus on what is right and how you desire things to be. Put all your love, energy, mental power and decision making towards what you want and do not entertain thoughts that are to the contrary. You are MORE responsible for the way you feel than your environment, circumstances or relationships. Step towards Love today, step towards the solution.

Photo courtesy of Tammcd

Gay Marriage: Yay! Now, Addiction Recovery . . .

file701299029783There’s a part of me that remains awestruck by the Supreme Court decision that makes gay marriage legal anywhere in the United States. I mean, seriously, did I ever think that the law would change in my lifetime?

No I did not.

I want to believe that love always wins but then I see so many of my friends posting on social media that they’ve had to “unfriend” people they knew, were even close to. In the meantime, purported Christians with a pulpit or lectern–let’s be clear that they’re mostly just old white guys–thump their chests and quote the Bible.

“Jesus says you’re a sinner . . . but he would forgive you and so do I.” Can’t you feel the condescension? Then they try to convert you to their brand of righteousness.

Some people are natural-born dividers.

They shove a wedge between themselves and whoever thinks, acts or believes differently from them. Oh, their righteous and religious indignation is impressive, but in the end, they lose.

Why?

Because love does always win.

I’ve lived long enough and have been in recovery long enough to know that no matter what swirls around us, if we want to be happy we have to love and be loved.

Sad and depressed people focus on the things that divide us instead of choosing to see what unites us.

If it were easy, more people would choose love. But setting your sights on love takes commitment, fortitude and a willingness to let shit go. I’m telling you, love ain’t for sissies.

We’re told in 12-step meetings that love and tolerance of others is our code. Tolerance and acceptance of others’ behavior is a problem for a lot of us, especially when our “rights” are trampled.

Don’t get me wrong. I am over-the-moon thrilled that the Supreme Court ruling fell on the side of love. But I have to honest. I’m also jealous.

There is still so much love missing for people with addiction. The LGBT community suffered decades of shame and stigma before the gay marriage ruling. When will people in long-term recovery, their friends, families and supporters get to shed the shame and stigma attached to addiction and recovery?

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Will we get a flag of freedom raised after eliminating employment and housing discrimination or criminal justice inequalities or inadequate treatment care options?

Yet people in recovery struggle every day. People trying to get into recovery fight the system’s substandard levels of response every day.

People die from addiction every single day. In fact, one person–typically a young person–dies every four minutes from addiction. That’s the equivalent of a jet falling from the sky with no survivors–every single day.

The time to show love is now.

We’re ramping up to a phenomenal rally on the National Mall in DC on October 4th. Called UNITE to Face Addiction, tens of thousands of people will descend on the nation’s capital demanding recognition of the love that it takes to stand up for recovery.

My sweetie and I will be there. I’ve already told her to prepare for me to be a blubbering mess. I don’t care because on that day, I’ll stand on the Mall as a gay woman with marriage rights and as a person in long-term recovery.

I can almost feel the love now.

Photo courtesy of Arashdeep

Happy Bright Monday!

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Here’s my Easter takeaway: I need to renew my commitment to practice forgiveness, compassion, peace and love. @bheretoday (Click to Tweet)

Today is known as Easter Monday by Roman Catholics, a huge chunk of Canada and some hearty folks in North Dakota. Easter Monday is also known as Bright Monday or Renewal Monday and is the perfect opportunity to mindfully (and brightly!) focus on my renewed commitment.

Last night I had a crazy dream

My sweetie and I were staying in a hotel in Oklahoma, one of those all-suite places for reasons that weren’t pertinent to the dream. At some point we heard that a large group of people were staying in the hotel too, in a section that had become a makeshift hospice for a young woman who was dying.

The group included many people connected to Reba McIntyre; the young woman was related to someone in her band.

We couldn’t help but get caught up in the drama, which, by the way, had little to do with Reba (although I did meet her!) and everything to do with me connecting with the young woman.

As I write this, I’m aware that I knew in my dream that any and all results from that connection were none of my business. I was just supposed to show up.

I’m aware too of how my actions are often conditioned by how I interpret someone else’s motives. @bheretoday (Click to Tweet)

My young friend in LA

Also as I write this, I’m thinking of a young friend who is stranded in Los Angeles. She left Texas almost two weeks ago on a vacation that held deep and significant meaning to her. She also left in a car that finally broke down just outside of LA.

Yours truly thought the trip was ill-advised. No job, no money, my friend threw caution to the wind and laughed in the face of crone-wisdom that squawked about all the reasons why she shouldn’t go.

You see, I am the one with the crone wisdom since I’m twice my friend’s age. Oh, we never spoke about my righteous concerns for her wellbeing but I’m certain she would have laughed.

So I judged instead. I really hate my judgy self. I judged her before she left and I especially judged her when she set up an online funding campaign to fix her car and get her back to Texas.

Now it’s Easter Monday and I’m wondering how my Reba/dying girl dream relates to my judgy self.

I was willing to make a connection with that dying young woman in Oklahoma. No questions asked. In my dream I willingly practiced compassion, forgiveness, peace and love.

I just showed up and loved.

Do you suppose the dream and my internal dialogue about my stranded friend have anything to do with each other?

My gut says yes, in which case, there is work to do. First order of business: forgive myself for my human feelings.  I suspect that compassion, peace and love will follow.

Then, I’ll know the right actions to take. Actually, I think I already do and it begins with just showing up, no questions asked, no motives questioned.

May your Monday be Bright with Renewal.