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Scraping the Smolder: The Kuumba Response

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  Scraping the Smolder: The Kuumba Response https://www.spreaker.com/episode/scraping-the-smolder-the-kuumba-response--72113846 When the roof is on fire and the smoke is thick, the absolute worst thing you can do is pull up a chair and start analyzing the chemical makeup of the flames. Yet, how often do we do exactly that with our lives? Today, on this double Kuumba day, we are challenging the urge to intellectualize our pain. We often sit in the ashes of our communities and our spirits, debating why we are hurting instead of moving into the rescue. Creativity isn't just about building something new; sometimes, the most profound act of Kuumba is taking a chisel to the charred wood of your life and scraping away the buildup. It is about removing the illusions and dropping the dead weight that the world has convinced you to carry. The river clears itself only when it stops trying to hold onto the mud. Reflection Questions: What obvious damage in your life are you currently over-anal...

Final Goodbye II- Running from grief

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Today Pepa died/ Should I be happy for him/ or sad for my lost?/ Thursday morning June 28, 2012 9:08am: Sitting at my desk preparing for the day. It is going to be busy with all of the Yoking classes I have this afternoon so I decided to get busy on this back log of paperwork sitting on my desk. While sitting there I decided to complete my podcast of the "6th tool". Phone rings, and I look at caller ID, and feeling of dread hits me. It is my mother calling, and I'm hoping that she does not have bad news to report about my grandfather: ha2tim: "What's up? Mother: "where you at?" ha2tim: " I'm at the office, why what's up?" Mother: Well I was looking for your wife, I called and she didn't pickup." ha2tim:" Well you know she never answer the phone." We laugh.... Mother: " Well I wanted to go by and pickup Gina (my youngest daughter), cause you know she tickles daddy." I get qui...