A Life's Pursuit: stress
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Cranium Skillet: The Grease of Perception








It's amusing to watch ignorance in its natural habitat....



Its a line from my friend, Tom. I knew it was great as soon as I read it on his IM (instant messenger). I have witnessed several situations that embody this statement. Truth be told, I have probably been guilty of it myself a time or two (ONLY :D). Pressure, stress, fatigue and deadlines tend to bring out the best of the worst in us. Occassionally we can recapture the animal once it escapes; but seldom can we erase the deep scars left by unfettered tallons across the lifeless body of the tiny rabbit cold and motionless before us. (How's that for an image; but I know, some of them have it coming...agreed).


caged minds

Even free minds are captive to their perceptions...



I remember as a kid doing the experiment with the homemade volcano. You build up this large hill with a hole in the center. At the bottom of that hole you have baking soda. Everyone's anticipation is high as you approach with the last ingredient responsible for your supreme entertainment, vinegar. Interesting that the addition of this bitter acidic to this quiet pure powder would create such an "eruption." The same is not untrue for the souls of men. What is the acidic? Its anything from unforgiveness to ego; the list is endless. The only difference is that we try to keep the hole covered, to keep ourselves true to our projections, to suppress our flaws and wounds....but that takes you to another experiment. Blow up a thin balloon and tie it off. Heat the exterior by any means and as the gasses expand, what happens in the absence of a release....POP! Yes, I too enjoy being a spectator to someone "else's" moment. It would be a moment of supreme bliss if not for the reflections that come shortly afterwards; arent we "selfish?" Glad that wasnt "me" "if that had happened to me, I would have..." "I hope "I" never..." and the list goes on. We dont want to be seen at our limits, beyond our controls, beyond our senses and yet in contradiction, it is precisely what we crave. Certain situations we want nothing more than to be emptied or fully vent; or be so ravaged by a moment that "it wasnt our fault," "we couldnt help it" yada yada yada...u know exactly what I mean.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Dont Worry....Wait Until the Moment!



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My motto is typically not to worry about things...it's wasted energy until you actually know what's real or the outcome is actualized. Well yesterday around 2pm I got some really bad news. Unfortunately, something was COMPLETELY my fault and I had no recourse. It was clearly me in the wrong. I HATE that. I don't like mistakes and certainly not my own. They always look better from the "them" position. Better "them" than me. Anyway, the night was spent looking for mental solutions or at least some logical way of explaining my way out of this horrible mess; nothing came except "it's your fault."



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Despite sleeping well, I was dreading this day; but fully convinced that it was my medicine to take and swallow with joy. I was prepared to do that. One thing is for sure....worrying doesn't help and it certainly can add to one's stress level. However it can be a great weight-loss enhancer. I think this cartoon sums up why people worry.... In resolve, I was declared innocent and it wasn't my fault! My "out of jail card" and over-worked guardian angels were on the job. Perhaps thats what irritates people so much about Jesus. He always used the foolish to confound the wise. Somehow He is always on top of the job and always willing to extend His hand in spite of who is wrong or "undeserving." I certainly didn't feel deserving and I am certainly not perfect...but somehow His abundance and love continue to warm my cold places and teach me more in gentle ways. That would be irritating...like those people who always smile as though they knew something you don't. Notice how people who go to the movie with you that have already seen it before — no shock, no fear, no anxiety; they know how it ends. Jesus has already seen our movie; but he lets us discover the plot twists. That's generous love.

Well thats all I got for a Tuesday and it will be a long one to boot. See you in 24 hrs (or there-a-bouts). In the end....the motto stands: Don't worry 'til you got something to worry about, then don't worry at all. You may find it was a waste of good time.

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Infinite Engine of Imagination

Pan's Laybrinth



I am always beguiled by truely creative people's minds. How do they think the things they think? Where do they get their ideas? How do they work through their ideas? What is the source of such brilliance or alternate visions?


I often say, give me a book and watch me nap; show me and you've taught me for life. Everybody learns and processes information differently. It's important to discover which way works best for you. I know that visual communication is best for me in all things. Like "they" say, a picture is worth a thousand words. I marvel at the "known amazing" and the "infinitely undiscovered!" Take a beautiful butterfly for instance; the tiny wings that defy gravity, the curly hollow tongue and the beady eyes...not to mention their ticklish feet. What a creature! It starts from a worm, eats like a pig, sleeps like a bum and transforms like a phoenix. Talk about your extreme makeovers.





Anyhoo, I saw this movie last nite that was really cool on a lot of levels. It reflects the imagination of a little girl in some very difficult positions as she discovers or tries to hold on to the innocent magic of life as her mother suffers some unknown illness during her pregnancy with the little girl's brother. In a troubled land, she discovers a maze. A maze is a place where you get lost. But a labyrinth is essentially a place of transit, an ethical, moral transit to one inevitable destination. Hmmm...great psych blah blah or is it? Most things we don't see because we aren't ready to. Even worse, we don't realize what we're looking at already. They say vision is the art of seeing what others do not. I want plenty of that. I always wanted to see and slay demons; even cast them out, trample them under my feet. I even prayed for it a couple of times. Once I think I did. Things don't always look like we expected and that hinders our vision. What grand creatures are near us at all times? Anyway, see the movie. There are some fantastic creatures and incredible life lessons that will leave you spellbound. It is amazing what children can see that adults cannot. Children haven't been told yet that they cannot or are stupid for believing or hoping or that anything extraordinary isn't possible...nothing good is real. Isn't there a sad truth lurking under that smelly statement?


eyes in handsOur lives, like the butterflies are a labyrinth that take us from one understanding to a new level over the coarse of time. We struggle to keep hope, magic, innocence, faith and love alive in our veins. We want to blindly believe as we did like children and love always like the first time. The problem with mazes; you have very little idea where you are going. You cant see the path; only where u are; but you do get a great rearview mirror. Someone once said "we must begin with the end in mind." I believe our perceptions limit the true potiential of our minds. The universe is hidden right before our eyes.




Friday, May 04, 2007

Friday Again...and Rainy Too

Paris In The Rain



Well its another rainy Friday which is great for my flowers. Hope you have enjoyed yours. I will leave you with these few wise words:

Stress :: Three Happy Things

Unfortunately, people often get into a pessimistic mood where they can only see the failures and problems with their life. This can cause people to experience stress and its many negative side effects.




Thursday, April 05, 2007

America: Land of the "Sheepwalking"



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My ever-pensive coworker sent me an article or blog about "sheepwalking." He thought I would easily enjoy such an article. Turns out that it is a blog I am familiar with but hadnt gotten back to for some time. It is great to see that the excellence of this blog has only gotten better with the polish of time. Anyway, the topic was "sheepwalking," not to be confused with any other sheep related hobbies; I will drop in his definition and link. It's great reading.




I define "sheepwalking" as the outcome of hiring people who have been raised to be obedient and giving them a braindead job and enough fear to keep them in line. The TSA 'screener' who forces a mom to drink from a bottle of breast milk because any other action is not in the manual. A 'customer service' rep who will happily reread a company policy six or seven times but never stop to actually consider what the policy means. A marketing executive who buys millions of dollars of TV time even though she knows it's not working--she does it because her boss told her to.

It's ironic but not surprising that in our age of increased reliance on new ideas, rapid change and innovation, sheepwalking is actually on the rise. That's because we can no longer rely on machines to do the brain-dead stuff.

We've mechanized what we could mechanize. What's left is to cost-reduce the manual labor that must be done by a human. So we write manuals and race to the bottom in our search for the cheapest possible labor. And it's not surprising that when we go to hire that labor, we search for people who have already been trained to be sheepish. ... more Seth...



You've probably encountered someone who is "sheepwalking." In fact; apparantly I have been an apple cart upsetter. I ask too many questions. I want to know why and why not. Some people are annoyed by questions and even worse by disagreement. I prefer to experience and acquire knowledge on my own terms or at least with full disclosure of the information for a more educated guess. I suppose I have worked in a diverse set of workplaces...but all were teeming with "sheepwalkers" and "sleepwalkers." I am even sure that I have been guilty on occassion of both. It's extremely difficult not to have a bad day that really gets you down every once and a while. Typically, a bad day brings friends. That's the kind of coward a bad day is; never alone, rarely just man to man. I try to shorten the recovery time by taking captive the thoughts and energies that come from bad moments that tend to stretch into a day. If you can get used to asking what was funny about this or what can I learn from this or just accepting that tomorrow will be better — it really helps or at least has helped me. If you're breathing; you're probably going to experience a bad day or week at least once a year. Great article, Seth....but they always are!




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