Self Help Post

transparency. when it works and when it bombs.

transparency. when it works and when it bombs.

At it’s worst, transparency without the intention of teaching can amount to a lot of diarist wanking. Which has it’s place, of course. Voyeurism and art are great lovers, and there’s a deep translation of shared humanness that happens when we get all bloody and exposed in our creations—and when someone else is provoked by our outpouring, or even more profoundly, relates to it, then, well, it’s a divine kind of wow…

7 things I know about active letting go. (sure beats waiting.)

7 things I know about active letting go. (sure beats waiting.)

“Active letting go” is not to be mistaken for “passive letting go”, whereby life rips stuff out of your grip, or you paint yourself into a corner, or things get so heavy they stop you in your tracks and you have to ditch them just to carry on. Active letting go is a little more…pro-active. It’s a practice. It’s awake. It’s somewhat delightful (except for the agony of it.)

got boundaries? got class?

got boundaries? got class?

I’ve spent so many hours in psychotherapy, and retreats, and boardrooms clarifying my “needs” vs. “wants” vs. “the hungry ghost” vs. “healthy expectations” that when I “surrender” to someone else’s “way” it can feel like a stick in my spokes of dignity (and I paid a lot for that dignity.) Such is the foible of Western spirituality. Me first, You next…