Con Amor
Posted: July 3, 2013 Filed under: Random Workout | Tags: blogging, exercise, healing, health, hipster, life, love, lululemon, marathon, meditation, musings, running, trail running, whole foods, Wounds, yoga 10 CommentsThe human race tends to remember the abuses to which it has been subjected rather than the endearments. What’s left of kisses? Wounds, however, leave scars-
To expose my wounds to people I care about (maybe this is you) … The icky surgery details, the puffing out my chest ego stuff, the personal growth “stuff” I’m working on that I have yet to master, is über vulnerable. Letting others see my “ugly side” tends to trigger all my core fears of being rejected, abandoned and the withdrawal of their love. However, to bear witness to another persons wounds? I consider this a privilege, an opportunity to deepen our relationship beyond the idealistic views we might have of each other.
It’s not your duty as a reader to baby my “scars.” Although when we expose our vulnerable side to those we care about, we have a choice: We can poke pitchforks into each other’s wounds or we can choose to help heal the wounds of those we love.
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When we have been vulnerable enough to expose our wounds, when we own these painful wounds. When we ask those we care about to be gentle with our wounds and they say “Yeah dude I can totally do that.” … Love is truly in the air!
(I) Remember
Posted: July 2, 2013 Filed under: Random Workout | Tags: blogging, compassion, exercise, happiness, healing, health, hipster, hope, life, love, lululemon, marathon, meditation, musings, natural, Omaha, passion, pilates, running, whole foods, WOD, Wounds, yoga 8 CommentsAfter nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world-
I don’t think I’ve been gentle enough around other people’s vulnerable, exposed wounds. Mainly because my short coming for all these years is that I have a tendency to get all self-righteous, to make myself “superior” to people once I’ve seen them in a vulnerable position. I make myself “right” and others “wrong” and then my ego convinces me that I shouldn’t have to walk on eggshells around someone else’s wounds, I should step all over them. I used do this all the time when I would first learn of someone’s weakness while competing … Seeing a runner ahead on the trail struggling to finish the last few miles, pulling away from the pack during a mountain bike race, watching someone struggle with an advance pose during yoga class, knowing I could do better, I would show them how its “done” or whatever that is supposed to mean.
Sometimes though, walking gently around someone’s raw wound(s) is the perfect opportunity to practice compassion and to demonstrate love. Not only towards ourselves but to other kind folks as well.
This Dear Reader, is my wound to work on. Maybe one of you could put arnica oil on it for me? Just being compassionate with this side of myself, the side I’m not so proud of, is a good start. Slowly over the years the lights have flickered on… No longer am I blind to how I created my own suffering for so long.
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May you find this post in light, probably on a tablet or whatever the kids call them these days. Take care and be well!
CultFit 