Greetings all,
It has been a challenging week. It began with death. She came for my dog. It was quite unexpected and it threw me and my family for quite a loop. We also had neighbors break into unconsolable sobs. People in our neighborhood might not know my name but they all knew our dog, and she them. She loved just about everybody, well almost she was locked in eternal conflict with the squirrel nation as well as occasional feuds aimed at the chipmunk confederacy. I miss her greetings and her insistence at joining me while I practiced tai chi on my deck.
Loss it is there always, sometimes waiting patiently other times charging right into us and snatching our beloved ones from our grasp. It sucks. It is also part of what binds us to one another. I can't tell you how many comments of support and condolences I received on social media. Sadly the death of my dear sweet puppy girl was probably the most popular post I ever had. Old social programming passed down from time immemorial makes us circle round when one of us loses someone close. From a purely selfish standpoint perhaps it is because we all know that one day we will be the one standing in the center of the circle mourning a loss. From a different view point maybe it is the one love that runs through all of us that calls us together when loss strikes. I will say this I had no idea that so many people cared.
My dog had my back. She was not alone it seems. I dreamed of her not two days after her passing and the bulk of my sadness lifted. Since that dream I don't feel like she is gone, it is just that I can't touch her or hear her. This has been typical for me. People come and visit me while I sleep (be they two legged or four legged). I've had people calling and checking on me. They too have my back.
Lately I have heard from many people that they are experiencing serious challenges and traumas. It is time to circle the wagons. Light the beacon fires. Sing soothing melodies to one another. We are our brothers keepers. Some see it as a burden, but if you have someone's back odds are they have yours too. People may not be the only ones to have your back Spirit may as well.
Every week I do ceremony to honor Spirit and send prayers to all those in my personal community as well as some of my clients. It is a very simple ceremony of rattling and giving thanks. This week my focus was to call to us people, spirits, and energies that would have our backs in this time of stress. This week I was late in getting started. I didn't get to my office until 10 o'clock in the evening. I had just come from a shaman's weather gathering. After setting up and beginning with calling in Spirit and thanking all of my helpers and guides I began to hear something out in the hall. It sounded as if there was someone wandering the building. This made me a bit nervous as I hadn't locked my office door, but I continued with the prayers. Another few moments passed and I heard more noise in the hall and suddenly I heard the latch on the door wiggle and the door begin to move inward. I leapt up from my seat in front of the altar and rushed to the door. As I got there I felt a great weight pushing and I also felt a strong gust of wind through the door frame. I then heard the sound of a storm raging. Somehow the wind had opened the lobby doors and moved through the hall to my door. It had only been the wind, but why had it only been the wind, and why had it managed to open the lobby doors and lift the latch on mine?
It occurred to me later that I had earlier in the evening participated in honoring weather and that I had prayed for spirits and energies to come that would have my back. Wind came, rain came, storm came. Really I should feel blessed, and I did once I established there wasn't a prowler in the hall. What also occurred to me was how I rushed to keep out the energy that may have been answering the call. Support can come from many sources and not all of them fit into our ideas of what they should be. What would have happened if I had let the wind open the door to my sacred space?
How about you? Have you called for help and barred the door? Have you searched for support and found it came from the only place you didn't look? What if you let Spirit watch your back? Take some time this week to think of all those who have had your back when you needed it, and think of all the chance happenings that led you to safety in your hour of need.
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
Musings
Sunday, July 19, 2015
Monday, July 13, 2015
Resonance
Greetings all,
I bet you thought I had forgotten all about you. Well I simply had trouble with my browser loading the blog. So being all clever and technical I remembered that I have another web browser that I use when the first one is being all contrary.
There is nothing quite so satisfying as seeing an energetic principle in action. Particularly if you are the one employing it. I had the good fortune of being in that position this week. Weather has been teaching me to seize opportunities when they arise and they did arise this week when I went to teach tai chi. There was a short window of clear skies and not too hot or humid air. Whenever possible I like to practice tai chi outside and I try to get as many of my classes as possible to take place outdoors as well. So in this calm between thunder I coaxed most of my students out to the pool patio.
As we move deeper into summer there are few days where it is pleasant in the late afternoon to practice on the concrete area. This was quite bearable with a slight breeze. Now here was the challenge. We were not the only ones outside appreciating the gentle weather. There was one or two families there too. Two darling lovely children were running about...screaming bloody murder. I know not exactly the ambiance you'd wish for a tai chi class. I felt a tad bit embarrassed and unprofessional for leading a class amidst that chaos. Then I thought what better environment to learn to tune more into your own chi rather than letting the outside world dictate your mental state. So we began and I smiled as piercing screams and occasional tears punctuated my instructions. As we got started though all but one of the children got calmer. Then lo and behold the mothers decided it was time to go, leaving us in quiet contemplation for the remainder of our class.
It could be coincidence. It could be that the moms were embarrassed of how loud their kids were. (Truly they weren't any louder than other kids that age). However I think what happened had more to do with resonance. As we moved farther into our routine even the distractions became part of the rhythm. We established a vibration of balance and quiet contemplation. The external environment then began to align itself with that, it came in resonance with our collective energy. It is like what happens when a bunch of pendulums are started at different times, eventually they all start to move in sync with each other. The more focused or intense vibrations tend to create a stronger resonance pattern and become dominant. Immediately after we had cleared the patio I remarked, "Well we have the place to ourselves now, I wonder how that happened..."
Resonance is one of the keys to manifesting. Either you create a strong focused vibration/intention and the world comes in resonance with it, or you come in resonance with something and your vibration is dictated by whatever you are in resonance with. Here is the tricky part though you can be in positive resonance or negative resonance and they are both equally powerful and capable of drawing to you those situations. This is why they tell you in all manifestation courses to never focus on what you don't want, because it sets up a negative resonance which serves to align events with it. Complaining sets us up to be in negative resonance with whatever caused us to complain and thereby perpetuates the pattern.
Well you may be thinking how does this apply to you? Think about what you are in resonance in with positively. What about those things you really hate or are afraid of. Sorry to say you are in resonance with those things too. It is simply a negative resonance. Which resonance are you more affected by? Which resonance do you dwell on more? Setting up a positive resonance is easy, what is hard is getting rid of negative resonances. The more you try and push whatever it is away the more negatively you are in resonance with it. It's a tricky deal. The only way out seems to be refocusing on your experiences that draw you into positive resonance. Try not complaining or being drawn into what you are upset about, afraid of, or disappointed in for a bit and see what happens. What shows up? Continue to explore and uncover your negative resonances and bring them to awareness. Set the vibration and resonance in your space and see how life unfolds around you. Let me know if that resonates with you.
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
I bet you thought I had forgotten all about you. Well I simply had trouble with my browser loading the blog. So being all clever and technical I remembered that I have another web browser that I use when the first one is being all contrary.
There is nothing quite so satisfying as seeing an energetic principle in action. Particularly if you are the one employing it. I had the good fortune of being in that position this week. Weather has been teaching me to seize opportunities when they arise and they did arise this week when I went to teach tai chi. There was a short window of clear skies and not too hot or humid air. Whenever possible I like to practice tai chi outside and I try to get as many of my classes as possible to take place outdoors as well. So in this calm between thunder I coaxed most of my students out to the pool patio.
As we move deeper into summer there are few days where it is pleasant in the late afternoon to practice on the concrete area. This was quite bearable with a slight breeze. Now here was the challenge. We were not the only ones outside appreciating the gentle weather. There was one or two families there too. Two darling lovely children were running about...screaming bloody murder. I know not exactly the ambiance you'd wish for a tai chi class. I felt a tad bit embarrassed and unprofessional for leading a class amidst that chaos. Then I thought what better environment to learn to tune more into your own chi rather than letting the outside world dictate your mental state. So we began and I smiled as piercing screams and occasional tears punctuated my instructions. As we got started though all but one of the children got calmer. Then lo and behold the mothers decided it was time to go, leaving us in quiet contemplation for the remainder of our class.
It could be coincidence. It could be that the moms were embarrassed of how loud their kids were. (Truly they weren't any louder than other kids that age). However I think what happened had more to do with resonance. As we moved farther into our routine even the distractions became part of the rhythm. We established a vibration of balance and quiet contemplation. The external environment then began to align itself with that, it came in resonance with our collective energy. It is like what happens when a bunch of pendulums are started at different times, eventually they all start to move in sync with each other. The more focused or intense vibrations tend to create a stronger resonance pattern and become dominant. Immediately after we had cleared the patio I remarked, "Well we have the place to ourselves now, I wonder how that happened..."
Resonance is one of the keys to manifesting. Either you create a strong focused vibration/intention and the world comes in resonance with it, or you come in resonance with something and your vibration is dictated by whatever you are in resonance with. Here is the tricky part though you can be in positive resonance or negative resonance and they are both equally powerful and capable of drawing to you those situations. This is why they tell you in all manifestation courses to never focus on what you don't want, because it sets up a negative resonance which serves to align events with it. Complaining sets us up to be in negative resonance with whatever caused us to complain and thereby perpetuates the pattern.
Well you may be thinking how does this apply to you? Think about what you are in resonance in with positively. What about those things you really hate or are afraid of. Sorry to say you are in resonance with those things too. It is simply a negative resonance. Which resonance are you more affected by? Which resonance do you dwell on more? Setting up a positive resonance is easy, what is hard is getting rid of negative resonances. The more you try and push whatever it is away the more negatively you are in resonance with it. It's a tricky deal. The only way out seems to be refocusing on your experiences that draw you into positive resonance. Try not complaining or being drawn into what you are upset about, afraid of, or disappointed in for a bit and see what happens. What shows up? Continue to explore and uncover your negative resonances and bring them to awareness. Set the vibration and resonance in your space and see how life unfolds around you. Let me know if that resonates with you.
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
Sunday, July 5, 2015
Step Forward Step Back
Greetings all,
This week has been packed with activity. I will be doing 8 shows from August until November so the traveling will begin soon. My book is in my proofreaders' hands right now. I had to upgrade my phone so everything is change.
So my next few months have taken on a whole new plan. This week I have found myself not wanting to do too much. I've had a few very intense client sessions, but other than that I haven't pressed ahead with any of my other projects. I guess that is sort of typical after any big project or change I like to have a little breathing space to just be. It is in this empty space where new ideas seem to spring up. I need a bit of time to ponder and dream up what I want to play with next.
I try to go some place new each year and from the looks of things I have about 5 new places in my near future. So the pace has quickened and I'm playing catch up. There is much to be excited about with my upcoming book and public talks. Still in the midst of this I am planning on upgrading my skills taking classes locally.
I do apologize faithful readers. (Yes believe it or not there are people who regularly consume my words). I've not meant this blog to be a gab fest about all the things I'm doing. It is supposed to be about what I am experiencing on a deeper level and my observations about that. I always try and tie it back to something maybe you can learn from. I mean someone ought to benefit from the trials I put myself through. Lately I have been seeing so much on the surface of my world change and looking at how I struggle to keep up with it. We all say we want change and then we have to change to allow it into our lives. It isn't always the most comfortable path.
I was talking with a fellow traveler on the shamanic byways in the past few months and they told me about how uncomfortable certain aspects of the training was for them. My response was to let them know they should get used to it. Shamanic training is not meant to be easy although sometimes it can still be fun amidst the discomfort. We all encounter the new some of us take to it more easily than others. As children it is easier for us to embrace new adventures. We even look forward to them. Temperament does play a significant role in how much change we think we can handle, but often unless we challenge ourselves we can stagnate. It is when routine has firmly encrusted our lives that we most fear change, it is also when we most need it.
Lately I feel as if I'm up to bat next. Considering my abysmal athletic ability as a child this not a nice warm and fuzzy feeling for me. It is basically performance anxiety. I've been looking for my time and space to shine and here it is upon me and now I don't feel ready. This is of course hogwash I've been preparing for ages for all these things. I am the last thing standing in my way, or was I the first thing?
So now let me ask you something. Are you pulling back from finish line right at the end of the marathon? Have you been putting all your efforts forward until they begin to pay off? Are you rearing to go until they start calling for boarding passes? Well my dears you're in good company. I suggest you take a step back from your reaction to see the larger story playing out. You are taking on new roles and adventures this is all just a little page turning anxiety in the book of life. Take heart fire up your courage and walk tall into the sunset of your accomplishments.
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
This week has been packed with activity. I will be doing 8 shows from August until November so the traveling will begin soon. My book is in my proofreaders' hands right now. I had to upgrade my phone so everything is change.
So my next few months have taken on a whole new plan. This week I have found myself not wanting to do too much. I've had a few very intense client sessions, but other than that I haven't pressed ahead with any of my other projects. I guess that is sort of typical after any big project or change I like to have a little breathing space to just be. It is in this empty space where new ideas seem to spring up. I need a bit of time to ponder and dream up what I want to play with next.
I try to go some place new each year and from the looks of things I have about 5 new places in my near future. So the pace has quickened and I'm playing catch up. There is much to be excited about with my upcoming book and public talks. Still in the midst of this I am planning on upgrading my skills taking classes locally.
I do apologize faithful readers. (Yes believe it or not there are people who regularly consume my words). I've not meant this blog to be a gab fest about all the things I'm doing. It is supposed to be about what I am experiencing on a deeper level and my observations about that. I always try and tie it back to something maybe you can learn from. I mean someone ought to benefit from the trials I put myself through. Lately I have been seeing so much on the surface of my world change and looking at how I struggle to keep up with it. We all say we want change and then we have to change to allow it into our lives. It isn't always the most comfortable path.
I was talking with a fellow traveler on the shamanic byways in the past few months and they told me about how uncomfortable certain aspects of the training was for them. My response was to let them know they should get used to it. Shamanic training is not meant to be easy although sometimes it can still be fun amidst the discomfort. We all encounter the new some of us take to it more easily than others. As children it is easier for us to embrace new adventures. We even look forward to them. Temperament does play a significant role in how much change we think we can handle, but often unless we challenge ourselves we can stagnate. It is when routine has firmly encrusted our lives that we most fear change, it is also when we most need it.
Lately I feel as if I'm up to bat next. Considering my abysmal athletic ability as a child this not a nice warm and fuzzy feeling for me. It is basically performance anxiety. I've been looking for my time and space to shine and here it is upon me and now I don't feel ready. This is of course hogwash I've been preparing for ages for all these things. I am the last thing standing in my way, or was I the first thing?
So now let me ask you something. Are you pulling back from finish line right at the end of the marathon? Have you been putting all your efforts forward until they begin to pay off? Are you rearing to go until they start calling for boarding passes? Well my dears you're in good company. I suggest you take a step back from your reaction to see the larger story playing out. You are taking on new roles and adventures this is all just a little page turning anxiety in the book of life. Take heart fire up your courage and walk tall into the sunset of your accomplishments.
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
Sunday, June 28, 2015
Setting the Board
Greetings all,
It's been a week of storms, winds, moon and starlight. The fates are weaving away and small steps have larger implications. Sit for a spell and I'll tell you all about it.
For those of you who follow my Facebook posts you'll know that I submitted my first draft to my volunteer proofreaders/editors. It is a small step after so many along the trudging path of publishing. It hit me quite suddenly that I am an author. Then of course followed the realization that I had been one for quite some time. I've been authoring this blog steadily for two years now, still a book on the horizon really hammered it home to me that I am a writer and not too shabby a one either if you don't mind me tooting my own horn.
Another small piece of my puzzle came late in the week with the help of a photographer. She showed me how to use my light box and set up the lighting to take decent images of my pottery. My office has just the right kind of subdued lighting which makes it perfect for doing documentary photos of my artwork. This took about an hour of playing around with mostly because my phone was the camera and was being uncooperative at both tasks, but it was only a few moments to get the basics down. This solved a problem that has plagued me for years. Now I have hopes of getting my work placed locally and in event sales.
They say great things come in threes and this week has held that as truth. An event page went live midweek for a workshop I'll be teaching in Gettysburg, PA in August. I had the opportunity to lead a introductory workshop on shamanic journeying and I jumped at it. I have a place to stay nearby and there are other events I wish to checkout after my facilitation duties are done. This is the first time I've had to really share some of my shamanic experience in gathering knowledge with others. I'm excited and I've already got one person signed up.
So the power of words is at play as well as the power of images. This has the potential for me to become more known in my fields. Small seeds that will bear fruit in time have started to push their way through the soil. My immediate circumstances are the same as they have been for some time and yet the board is set for the pieces to start moving. I've had tasks before me for so long that I am enjoying a sigh of relief before I plunge ahead on my next adventure.
Blah blah blah Mr. Mooneagle you might be thinking how does this apply to me? Well hold on cheeky I'm getting there. The point is each of these tasks were on their own very small pieces of something that promises to lead to something larger. One slice of fortune can meander into all sorts of terrain some even surprising and unimagined dreamscapes. When I started this magic, mystery and meaning business years ago I had no clue what kingdoms I'd be tromping through. I began as a humble reader of tarot cards and now I teach tai chi, author a weekly blog, bend probabilities and potentialities, I am a Reiki master, I perform marriage ceremonies, write books (well one so far), speak with power animals and guides, teach workshops, and occasionally triumph over the forces of evil. All I thought I would be doing is reading for people. It was the breadcrumbs those mere morsels that blossomed into whole loaves of artisan bread. This too could happen to you.
What seemingly small bits of your life offer hidden possibility? What off chance is really your passport to new lands and opportunity? Where can you delight in the small task well done that may yet yield returns in the far away of tomorrow land? Think on it a bit. There is always something we are up to that could lead to a break out in our fate. So diligently tend to the small grains of potential and set the board for grandness whether or not it deems to show itself for supper, after all if the board isn't set at all surely grandness will never come knocking.
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
It's been a week of storms, winds, moon and starlight. The fates are weaving away and small steps have larger implications. Sit for a spell and I'll tell you all about it.
For those of you who follow my Facebook posts you'll know that I submitted my first draft to my volunteer proofreaders/editors. It is a small step after so many along the trudging path of publishing. It hit me quite suddenly that I am an author. Then of course followed the realization that I had been one for quite some time. I've been authoring this blog steadily for two years now, still a book on the horizon really hammered it home to me that I am a writer and not too shabby a one either if you don't mind me tooting my own horn.
Another small piece of my puzzle came late in the week with the help of a photographer. She showed me how to use my light box and set up the lighting to take decent images of my pottery. My office has just the right kind of subdued lighting which makes it perfect for doing documentary photos of my artwork. This took about an hour of playing around with mostly because my phone was the camera and was being uncooperative at both tasks, but it was only a few moments to get the basics down. This solved a problem that has plagued me for years. Now I have hopes of getting my work placed locally and in event sales.
They say great things come in threes and this week has held that as truth. An event page went live midweek for a workshop I'll be teaching in Gettysburg, PA in August. I had the opportunity to lead a introductory workshop on shamanic journeying and I jumped at it. I have a place to stay nearby and there are other events I wish to checkout after my facilitation duties are done. This is the first time I've had to really share some of my shamanic experience in gathering knowledge with others. I'm excited and I've already got one person signed up.
So the power of words is at play as well as the power of images. This has the potential for me to become more known in my fields. Small seeds that will bear fruit in time have started to push their way through the soil. My immediate circumstances are the same as they have been for some time and yet the board is set for the pieces to start moving. I've had tasks before me for so long that I am enjoying a sigh of relief before I plunge ahead on my next adventure.
Blah blah blah Mr. Mooneagle you might be thinking how does this apply to me? Well hold on cheeky I'm getting there. The point is each of these tasks were on their own very small pieces of something that promises to lead to something larger. One slice of fortune can meander into all sorts of terrain some even surprising and unimagined dreamscapes. When I started this magic, mystery and meaning business years ago I had no clue what kingdoms I'd be tromping through. I began as a humble reader of tarot cards and now I teach tai chi, author a weekly blog, bend probabilities and potentialities, I am a Reiki master, I perform marriage ceremonies, write books (well one so far), speak with power animals and guides, teach workshops, and occasionally triumph over the forces of evil. All I thought I would be doing is reading for people. It was the breadcrumbs those mere morsels that blossomed into whole loaves of artisan bread. This too could happen to you.
What seemingly small bits of your life offer hidden possibility? What off chance is really your passport to new lands and opportunity? Where can you delight in the small task well done that may yet yield returns in the far away of tomorrow land? Think on it a bit. There is always something we are up to that could lead to a break out in our fate. So diligently tend to the small grains of potential and set the board for grandness whether or not it deems to show itself for supper, after all if the board isn't set at all surely grandness will never come knocking.
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
Sunday, June 21, 2015
The Drums of Summer
Greetings all,
Summer has made itself known this week with heat and just now the sound of thunder and rain on my windows. I always loved the sound of the rain and the boom of thunder. Today was Father's Day and the summer solstice as well. I have a childhood memory of watching a storm with my father on our covered patio far from where I now live.
Summer is the time to savor the fruits of life, to explore, travel, and taste the winds. On the days where the seasons revolve and the wheel of the year turns I am called to drum. I drum for those in my care. I drum for those I love. I drum to honor the Earth, Creator, and all the little spirits of life. It is my task. I had been ill this week and though I am still recovering I feel a bit refreshed by my ceremony. One of my teachers came and led us in despacho ceremony. We gave to spirit and now we receive in turn.
Several of my loved ones have been ill or hurting in their hearts of late. So I made sure to hold them in love as the drums thundered on. Those in my year of transformation service were named as well. On my path it is given to me to call in spirit and blessings. I am called to make sacred the time and place where I walk. Ceremony is how I do it. Others can do it with a kind word, a glance, an embrace or simply by breathing where they are. I'm not that quiet so I dance and I drum and make a ruckus.
So what about you? Did you call the sun down to love the earth today? Did you thank the winds for the rain? Did you bless those you carry in your heart? We stand here astride the country of summer and try to hold onto its warmth to keep us in the dark half of the year. How do you honor the growing times? Think on it and gaze below at our solstice despacho to share in some of this day's blessings.
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
Summer has made itself known this week with heat and just now the sound of thunder and rain on my windows. I always loved the sound of the rain and the boom of thunder. Today was Father's Day and the summer solstice as well. I have a childhood memory of watching a storm with my father on our covered patio far from where I now live.
Summer is the time to savor the fruits of life, to explore, travel, and taste the winds. On the days where the seasons revolve and the wheel of the year turns I am called to drum. I drum for those in my care. I drum for those I love. I drum to honor the Earth, Creator, and all the little spirits of life. It is my task. I had been ill this week and though I am still recovering I feel a bit refreshed by my ceremony. One of my teachers came and led us in despacho ceremony. We gave to spirit and now we receive in turn.
Several of my loved ones have been ill or hurting in their hearts of late. So I made sure to hold them in love as the drums thundered on. Those in my year of transformation service were named as well. On my path it is given to me to call in spirit and blessings. I am called to make sacred the time and place where I walk. Ceremony is how I do it. Others can do it with a kind word, a glance, an embrace or simply by breathing where they are. I'm not that quiet so I dance and I drum and make a ruckus.
So what about you? Did you call the sun down to love the earth today? Did you thank the winds for the rain? Did you bless those you carry in your heart? We stand here astride the country of summer and try to hold onto its warmth to keep us in the dark half of the year. How do you honor the growing times? Think on it and gaze below at our solstice despacho to share in some of this day's blessings.
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
Thursday, June 11, 2015
Adding to the Pile
Greetings everyone,
I hope you have had an enjoyable week so far. It has been a very promising one for me. Two new opportunities have dropped into my lap. I finally got a bike lock so now I can do some short commutes with my old (but repaired) bike. It makes me feel like a kid again to ride with the wind flowing through my hair.
This post was inspired by a friend who has been having a tough time of it lately. I care deeply for friends as I have found that real ones are sparse in life at least so far. In the past I have had a tendency to try and fix what is wrong rushing in to aid whichever of my circle is stressed. Which is all fine and dandy if they send out an SOS, but I didn't usually wait for that and would jump into action. I never read comics as a kid, but I sure seem to have the caped complex down pat.
It is all well and good to want to help people. However I realize a lot of times it comes from a place of ego. We all want to be special and to feel needed. Having people need us is alright, but it doesn't build the strongest bonds. After all what happens when someone doesn't need us anymore? Will they not have room for us in their life? When we base our relationships on need that often is the result. A far better thing in my opinion is to have people who don't need you around but they want your company all the same.
We are meant to lean on each other from time to time. That is natural, we are social beings and thrive best in small groups. For all of my fellow empaths out there here is where it gets interesting. You see I am aware of my caped crusading tendencies. I have blogged about them before, but this time I caught myself before I donned my mask and boots. I reminded myself that it is not for me to go out offering grand gestures and inserting myself between people and life's challenges. My job as a friend was simply to add to the pile of the good in their life.
We each have a pile of bad that we all have to carry or learn to set down. It is ours and ours alone. Sometimes people can help us shoulder this burden, but ultimately it is up to us to bear it up or cast it aside. As friends and loved ones we can step in from time to time to aid people when they're about to drop. Most times all we need to do is add to the other pile in their life. There is also a pile of good, or you could call it their bag of blessings. It doesn't erase the other pile, but it does make it easier to carry or set aside for a time. That is really all we need to do for the people in our lives, add to the pile of good.
So how about you? Are you trying to shoulder the burdens of others? Are you addicted to being needed? What would happen if instead of trying to fix everything for everybody you were just a source of good in their life? Would you relax more? Now I am not suggesting you stop helping people just that you put it all in perspective. We're all walking our own road carrying our bags with us. Let's help each other by making each other's bag of good the larger haul.
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
I hope you have had an enjoyable week so far. It has been a very promising one for me. Two new opportunities have dropped into my lap. I finally got a bike lock so now I can do some short commutes with my old (but repaired) bike. It makes me feel like a kid again to ride with the wind flowing through my hair.
This post was inspired by a friend who has been having a tough time of it lately. I care deeply for friends as I have found that real ones are sparse in life at least so far. In the past I have had a tendency to try and fix what is wrong rushing in to aid whichever of my circle is stressed. Which is all fine and dandy if they send out an SOS, but I didn't usually wait for that and would jump into action. I never read comics as a kid, but I sure seem to have the caped complex down pat.
It is all well and good to want to help people. However I realize a lot of times it comes from a place of ego. We all want to be special and to feel needed. Having people need us is alright, but it doesn't build the strongest bonds. After all what happens when someone doesn't need us anymore? Will they not have room for us in their life? When we base our relationships on need that often is the result. A far better thing in my opinion is to have people who don't need you around but they want your company all the same.
We are meant to lean on each other from time to time. That is natural, we are social beings and thrive best in small groups. For all of my fellow empaths out there here is where it gets interesting. You see I am aware of my caped crusading tendencies. I have blogged about them before, but this time I caught myself before I donned my mask and boots. I reminded myself that it is not for me to go out offering grand gestures and inserting myself between people and life's challenges. My job as a friend was simply to add to the pile of the good in their life.
We each have a pile of bad that we all have to carry or learn to set down. It is ours and ours alone. Sometimes people can help us shoulder this burden, but ultimately it is up to us to bear it up or cast it aside. As friends and loved ones we can step in from time to time to aid people when they're about to drop. Most times all we need to do is add to the other pile in their life. There is also a pile of good, or you could call it their bag of blessings. It doesn't erase the other pile, but it does make it easier to carry or set aside for a time. That is really all we need to do for the people in our lives, add to the pile of good.
So how about you? Are you trying to shoulder the burdens of others? Are you addicted to being needed? What would happen if instead of trying to fix everything for everybody you were just a source of good in their life? Would you relax more? Now I am not suggesting you stop helping people just that you put it all in perspective. We're all walking our own road carrying our bags with us. Let's help each other by making each other's bag of good the larger haul.
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
Monday, June 8, 2015
Hope
Greetings all,
I hope you have had a wonderful first week of June. We've had quite the variance in weather from jacket wearing to tank tops. As I pondered this week a topic didn't come to mind until this very afternoon.
We need a reason to continue on to move forward in life. The engine that drives our dreams and our goals is hope. We hope that we can improve our situation or that of our descendants. We hope that we can change, and that we can change the world.
Hope in this day and age is a vanishing art. Cynicism and doubt rule our thinking culture. Hope has come to be associated with the naive and ignorant. I can't tell you how many times I share an advancement or accomplishment that I've seen only to have it torn apart by people. The condescension is palpable any time someone offers a solution to any significant problem. I find all this attitude troubling. We've made being hopeful the antithesis of being intelligent. I don't like where this is going.
When I lose hope in a better world I stagnate. I muddle along and look for distractions instead of progressing on my life's path. I imagine this is much the same for everyone else. They just try to get by and learn not to hope for something better because they think it will bring inevitable disappointment and pain. This is often the case, but to not hope is to give up all chances for any kind of change.
This week it's a short post, but I really want you to think about hope. We get told from a young age not to get our hopes up over and over again until we learn to not hope. Some of us even hope for the worst just so we can have the satisfaction of being right. What kind of world does that make? What kind of life does it leave you?
So ask yourself have you given up on hope? Do you tear down the optimists just so you can feel good about being right? What would happen if you left room for hope? What if you suspended your cynical view for a little while and took a chance that things could work out for the best? What would your life look like? How would you treat yourself and your loved ones?
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
I hope you have had a wonderful first week of June. We've had quite the variance in weather from jacket wearing to tank tops. As I pondered this week a topic didn't come to mind until this very afternoon.
We need a reason to continue on to move forward in life. The engine that drives our dreams and our goals is hope. We hope that we can improve our situation or that of our descendants. We hope that we can change, and that we can change the world.
Hope in this day and age is a vanishing art. Cynicism and doubt rule our thinking culture. Hope has come to be associated with the naive and ignorant. I can't tell you how many times I share an advancement or accomplishment that I've seen only to have it torn apart by people. The condescension is palpable any time someone offers a solution to any significant problem. I find all this attitude troubling. We've made being hopeful the antithesis of being intelligent. I don't like where this is going.
When I lose hope in a better world I stagnate. I muddle along and look for distractions instead of progressing on my life's path. I imagine this is much the same for everyone else. They just try to get by and learn not to hope for something better because they think it will bring inevitable disappointment and pain. This is often the case, but to not hope is to give up all chances for any kind of change.
This week it's a short post, but I really want you to think about hope. We get told from a young age not to get our hopes up over and over again until we learn to not hope. Some of us even hope for the worst just so we can have the satisfaction of being right. What kind of world does that make? What kind of life does it leave you?
So ask yourself have you given up on hope? Do you tear down the optimists just so you can feel good about being right? What would happen if you left room for hope? What if you suspended your cynical view for a little while and took a chance that things could work out for the best? What would your life look like? How would you treat yourself and your loved ones?
Peace and Blessings,
Thomas Mooneagle
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