“Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die.”

Bradley Cooper, A Star is Born

Beauty
A friend reached out this a.m. after reading St Therese’s prayer. She has lost both her parents in the last few months. We chatted a bit about grief and asking for strength. She commented she wasn’t sure who she was talking to in her head, but that traditional beliefs did not have a presence in her life right now.
Completely understandable, we don’t feel very spirited in the wilderness.
It got me to thinking…
Faith. Does it matter what you are having faith in, or just that you are choosing to believe?
And which feels better right now– to project hope into a future positive possibility or to fear the worst?
Faith is seeing possibilities, not just problems. (What is a problem solver anyway? I think it’s just someone that believes in possible solutions.)

Conditions

A great line from a great song from a great movie. The song-this week’s muse-ical offering is a great one to consider. If we’re spending time becoming self aware, our conditioning is a good place to start.

What were the conditions at the time and place of your birth? Environmentally, educationally? What was expected of you- by your parents, peers, society, selves? And why?

Were you conditioned to be a doctor, banker, teacher, technician? How about a householder or a homemaker? Your religion: Orthodox… or otherwise?

It’s quite something to consider. Takes honesty and some serious exhaling…and courage…and forgiveness. Some of our perceptions were true, and some still are, and others not so much, and maybe never were. The stories we tell ourselves started at a young age, at a time when our view on life was myopic ~ at best.

A psychologist friend speaks of our operating systems. I take this to mean the systems we have developed to keep ourselves safe, and to survive, because at the end of the day this comes first.  We developed our ways of being at an early age, and if they worked, well, then we are prone to be a bit attached to them. The only thing is, the conditions, like the weather, change… and then we kinda need to.

Kids grow up, we do too; our wants and needs are ever-evolving. The only constant is change. If you don’t believe in change, look at your “bad ass bikini body” after a few weeks of trying to get in shape.  (Ek hem, non-gender specific statement.) Not the same response you used to get, eh? So go our operating systems.  This applies to men and women, alike!

Maybe it’s time to look gently, and compassionately, at some of our stories. And then consider letting some of the old ways die.


This Week's Practice, ("The Work", by Byron Katie):

Every time you do ‘The Work’ you are becoming enlightened to who and what you are, the true nature of being. To question what you believe is an amazing gift to give yourself, and you can have it all the days of your life. The answers are always inside you, just waiting to be heard.

And the questions: Is it true? Can you absolutely know the it’s true? How do you react, what happens when you believe that thought? Who would you be without that thought?

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These are wonderful questions to consider. And as we do in meditation, let go of trying to solve them, and just be with them. And breathe. You’ll be amazed by what comes up, when you let it.

This Week's Musical Inspiration:

Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die
Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die
It takes a lot to change a man
Hell, it takes a lot to try
Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die

Nobody knows what waits for the dead
Nobody knows what waits for the dead
Some folks just believe in the things they’ve heard
And the things they read
Nobody knows what awaits for the dead

I’m glad I can’t go back to where I came from
I’m glad those days are gone, gone for good
But if I could take spirits from my past and bring’ ’em here
You know I would, you know I would

Nobody speaks to God these days
Nobody speaks to God these days
I’d like to think he’s looking down and laughing at our ways
Nobody speaks to God these days

When I was a child they tried to fool me
Said the worldly man was lost and that the hell was real
Well, I’ve seen hell in Reno
And this world’s one big ol’ Catherine wheel
Spinnin’ still

Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die
Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die
It takes a lot to change your plans
And a train to change your mind
Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die
Oh, maybe it’s time to let the old ways die

~ Bradley Cooper

more info:  www.40daysofpeace.com. inquiries/reflections: info@40daysofpeace.comjournaling encouraged; personal favorite- the old ‘composition notebook’ , a good online option is 750words.com

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