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Ripping Up Floorboards: My Lover’s Manifesto & A Delicious Announcement

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I knew it was time even before I read the words.

I knew it wordlessly in the marked stillness.

“Today is a day of silence and of trust.”

I knew it was time in the way time stopped and reality sucked the air from me . . . and I willingly gave it up.

“You have come far enough along the way to alter time sufficiently to rise above its laws, and walk into eternity a while. From this day forth, your ministry takes on a genuine devotion and a glow that travels from your fingertips to those you touch, and blesses those you look upon.”

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The Art of Mindfulness: How to Slow a Rainstorm

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How to slow a rainstorm:

watch.

Watch the way the water falls.

Watch the way the raindrops catch on leaves,

and cling,

then slide

away.

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Hardest in Love: When It’s Hot, When It’s Fierce

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“So you ask for a hotter fire, a fiercer confrontation. Even though this is often painful rather than pleasurable, it’s all right, for you are reaching toward that freedom which lies beyond pleasure and pain. When you want to burn away the grip of your ego on your awareness you’ll endure whatever is needed to clean up your life.” – Ram Dass

A spiritual journey gets hardcore when your commitment to it rises above all else. As you come to realize that everything is a spiritual experience – every encounter, every relationship, every problem, every joy – you are inevitably confronted with the heavy stuff, the seedy stuff you need to fundamentally change about the way you view the world and your role in it.

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The Answers We Seek: Leading the Essential Change of Art (Beginner’s Luck Series)

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Sometimes I wonder if ‪creating ‎art is more about asking questions than telling stories.

Can I look at this another way?

How does this change when you . . . ?

Do you see what I see?

What if we . . . ?

In a way, it takes some guts to ask questions, right. To raise a hand, to investigate, to interrupt the regularly scheduled program. So few people do anymore. Everyone seems to have “the” answer nailed down, figured out.

Googled.

But what about the questions that can’t be researched, they have to be experienced? What about our incredible capacity to invent, create, bend, innovate? Make stuff up?

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We Will Bleed: To Master the Beginning Is to Master It All (Beginner’s Luck Series)

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Come on, baby, brush it off, let it go.

Don’t stop now, love, you will figure this out.

You’ve got this, kiddo, keep going.

That’s some legit advice right there, no? Up against the casual panic of our wild ego minds, this stuff sounds good to hear; some solid, grounded, encouraging words for the one who refuses to quit.

Words that remind her how brave she is for showing up. Words that compliment his determination, that congratulate his trying, his moving, his putting it out there.

We see this with kids all the time: learning to walk, learning to speak, learning to ride a bike, to write, to dance, to not put peas up their nose (in their ears, etc.). Kids are precious and innocent and we allow them to get about the exploration, to get messy, to fall off.

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To Be Seen Alone: A Brief Meditation on Art, Sex, Truth and Surprise

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Art delivers the truth out of us.

That’s why we fear it.

That’s why we crave it.

Something about the way creation has to come about that demands surrender, demands not just a letting go but a not-holding-back.

Something.

In that you are never alone when you are creating art. It’s not a thing you can pull off singly.

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We Go Alone: The Single Greatest Power of Beginner’s Mind (Beginner’s Luck Series)

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Forget everyone you know.

Don’t abandon them, leave them, kick them to the curb (and if you do, for heaven’s sake don’t blame it on this blog post, man).

You don’t have to wish them harm or push or shove them out of your way. Just politely forget them. Just for a few minutes.

Forget about what their voices sound like or what they say, or what you imagine they might say.

Forget the Twitter chats and the Facebook postings.

Forget about what they tell you, what they don’t tell you, or what they ask of you.

Forget me.

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