Life is a Revelation…be encouraged

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I have a long history of pushing boundaries, looking over the edge, and going too far…but only recently have I discovered that is where the Truth is…but then again Truth has a way of sneaking up in some of the strangest places…be encouraged!

The Sunset Blog

“Always go too far, because that’s where you’ll find the truth.”

~ Albert Camus

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Mr. Carnegie speaks the Truth…go out today and get busy with, if not total confidence and courage, at least a step or two in the right direction. The important thing is just to take action…the rest will come…be encouraged!

Bright, shiny objects!

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We, or maybe it’s just me, talk a lot about compassion, love, and being centered, but this what it looks like in the average run of the mill life…plain an simple…unadorned by the latest cool cultural speak…be encouraged.


You know those times when something happens and even though you were there and saw it for yourself, even you question if it really happened. I had one of those recently at the grocery store and every time I think of it I have to smile.

I was at the register and my groceries were being scanned. I started to notice music, harmonica music. Strange… I look to my left and see a rather nonplussed older woman pulling her carriage into my line. Behind her carriage is her husband who also doesn’t look terrible excited to be out running errands. However, strapped around his neck and hanging down in front of his chest is some kind of home made harmonica amplifying system. It was the size of a large shoe or boot box without the lid. So, just the bottom of the box, and very colorful. It appeared to be made…

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In the distant past, Susie and I were having an argument. It was one of those adult relationship type of arguments, where you furiously disagree about something, and it reaches the point where you stop communicating.

We were on our way to see a play. Whatever we were squabbling about, each of us at the moment thought it was dreadfully important because we were in misery. For those of you who live alone in a cave (obviously with an internet connection), this occurs when you thoroughly despise the idea of hearing another utterance from the one you have chosen to spend the rest of your life with.

I had parked the car and we were walking toward the theater. Of course, we did not walk close to one another. In fact, we showed no indication at all we were madly in love with one another and would willingly, without hesitation, lie down on our lives for each other, if it ever came to that. At the time, each of us was completely assured of our own rightness, which in the universal adult relationship code means that we could not touch, nor look at one another as we walked, to do so would have signaled weakness, and that was not going to happen. We pondered how the other could so stupid and still figure out how to combine breathing  and the act of putting one foot in front of the other, at the same time. I’m sure as we made our way in the midst of streaming foot traffic, the air around us chilled a few degrees due to our icy indifference of one another. As couples walked by us, I am certain they secretly thought, “Please God, don’t let our relationship end up like those two.”

We continued to walk along in perfect venomous lockstep, when suddenly Susie stopped. This only focused my anger even more. In a nanosecond I was running through my mind various sarcastic questions I could shoot at her for this unexplainable moronic behavior. As I was lost in this train of thinking, I heard her say, “Look, we are at a fork in the road!” I tore my thoughts away from the flawless verbal comeback I had already decided upon and followed her gaze to this silver-colored fork lying in front of us on the sidewalk. We stood there for a moment like we had suddenly been touched in a game of freeze tag…then we looked at each other and burst into silly giggling, snorting, and overall cackling.  We laughed like two little kids…and then suddenly…everything that had gone on only seconds before was gone.

We collapsed into a full body embrace. In the middle of a busy sidewalk, in downtown Indianapolis, I held the love of my life as tight as I could. We kissed long and hard, grateful for the touch of one another’s lips. We walked the remaining blocks to the show arm in arm, with her head gently resting on my shoulder.

To this day, neither one of us remember what we were arguing about.

Take a moment and think about your angers, your worries, the elements of life that drive you to fear and/or frustration. We all have them. They are quite real. They cause us pain and stress. They rob us of the life we want. Many times they literally steal away years from us. They imprison us and hold us captive, just as real as any hand cuffs or leg shackles.

I don’t know why a simple fork in the middle of the sidewalk, in a busy city, would work such a miracle. Nor do I have the exact wisdom or knowledge to step you free of everything that holds you captive. But I did learn something that early evening so many years ago…whatever it was I was worried about then…and everything I’ve been worried about since…needs to be put in perspective.

Be encouraged!

This is slightly different than what I usually choose to reblog…hopefully you’ll indulge for a few moments…I was once one of those who felt irrelevant…especially the part about “I am nothing.” It has been a long time since those feelings captivated me, but I still remember the vacant feelings in my heart…I’ve chosen this because maybe you or someone you know needs to hear it…be encouraged!

The Manifest-Station

I have often felt as restless as the earth, as afflicted. As inconsolable.

This is to all the I am irrelevants: You’re not.

Some irrelevant things might be: getting into a perfect crow pose in a yoga class, finding a grey hair, your jeans, what kind of car you have, whether you like to have sex with men or women (or both.)

This is to all the people who howl at the moon how lost they are, how bad they suck, how little they have to offer. This is to the voices that speak in a languages that love doesn’t understand. A language that sounds like this: I am nothing, I do not matter, I don’t fit in. This is a language that often can’t be translated and when it is, it is found out to be gibberish. Bullshit. Untruths.

This is to you all.

I drove across country when…

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Like everyone else I’ve had a few fears (and still have) over the years…and it is true thinking will not overcome them…but often it is the best first step…be encouraged!

Tell me you don’t love this…OMG is this perfect or what…Susie and I are still giggling even as tears roll down our cheeks…how incredibly precious…savor this one…be encouraged!


  While taking a routine vandalism report at an elementary school, an officer was interrupted by a little boy about six years old. Looking up and down at his uniform, he asked, “Are you a cop?” “Yes,” he replied and continued writing the report. “My mother said if I ever needed help I should ask the police. Is that right?” “Yes, that’s right,” he told him. “Well, then,” he said as he extended his foot towards the officer, “would you please tie my shoe?”


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Some times we focus too much on doing…which is important…but there are moments when it is good to just not worry…be encouraged!

Just because it is so damn good…be encouraged!

I couldn’t agree more with this post…I especially like this paragraph:
“For the most part, we are too busy doing just about everything that means just about nothing, to just about nobody, just about anywhere. . . and it will mean even less to anyone a hundred years from now!”
That sums it well…but as most of you know who read my posts I am all about “looking at the other end of the stick.” So what if we stopped being so busy…or even slowed down…then started doing the things that have value, to those we meet on our journey, just when we need to, with love in our hearts?…be encouraged!

Tranquil Journey

Here is another gem that was lying hidden between my notes. Matthew Kelly talks about *The happiness paradox* in ‘The Rhythm of life: Living everyday with passion and purpose’.  It’s a longish kinda read but I assure you that it is worth every single second that you will spend reading it. Once again, I am feeling very thankful that I have a place where I can place all the beautiful stuff that I have enjoyed reading and have it all in one place – ready to read by simply scrolling down.


Everybody wants to be happy.  You want to be happy, and I want to be happy.  The human person has a natural thirst for happiness, and we do the things we do because we believe they will make us happy.

From time to time, people do stupid things.  We may look at them and scratch our heads. …

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