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The shake

Embrace the shake

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An artist discovered he could no longer make pointillistic work: instead of nice dots he drew strokes, like those violent, elongated raindrops that strike and hurt your face. When he found his hand trembling he’d used more and more force and the result was a neurological condition called a tremor. He went to see a neurologist and was told he had permanent nerve damage. That hurt. He only ever wanted to become an artist and now he couldn’t draw a straight line or a round dot.

What should he do? Try and learn to draw with his other hand? Get medication to numb the effect? Start all over again and study something different? The neurologist had some advice:

“Embrace the shake.”

You can find the whole story on TED, illustrated with drawings and other works of art. I’d like to look at the advice to embrace his condition…

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OCEAN.

Pain & struggle – universal emotions………..

 

Do It Now

From darkness to light……

ONLY 3 THINGS CAN CHANGE OUR LIVES!

True

 

Save Me.

Words That Flow Like Water

I have this great fear,

Of languishing in a moment

Despairing over something,

Not worth despairing over.

I can’t shake this dark

And heavy feeling,

Can’t throw it over a wall,

And climb over another.

I can’t run from it,

I just succumb to it because,

It consumes me,

Ties me tight,

Shrouds my closed eyes.

Save me.

Save me from myself.

I am drowning in this sea

Of great and unknown

Fears, of endlessness,

Of the great circle of life.

I am scared.

I can’t see.

I’m being yelled at…

For something stupid…

And suddenly I am drowning,

Swamped by the utter darkness

Of this fearful night…

I didn’t realise,

I lost all sight,

Of the future that had once been

So bright.

What happened along the way?

When did this cloud descend

Upon who I am?

I forgot…

And fell afraid…

Save me.

From my greatest fear,

Of…

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Rumi

The Guest House – by Rumi

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

Zen Flash

An aging master grew tired of his apprentice’s complaints. One morning, he sent him to get some salt. When the apprentice returned, the master told him to mix a handful of salt in a glass of water and then drink it.

“How does it taste?” the master asked. “Bitter,” said the apprentice.

The master chuckled and then asked the young man to take the same handful of salt and put it in the lake. The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and once the apprentice swirled his handful of salt in the water, the old man said, “Now drink from the lake.”
As the water dripped down the young man’s chin, the master asked, “How does it taste?”

“Fresh,” remarked the apprentice.

“Do you taste the salt?” asked the master.

“No,” said the young man. At this the master sat beside this serious young man, and explained softly,

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