Glaring, but not so obvious

So much is unseen, even if it’s glaring right before our eyes. What we see in front of us is often a mask over something more truthful that lies beneath. Cosmetic surgery can cover a face growing old with wrinkles. A glaring florescent light distorts the natural sunlight slanting through a window. And then there are the glaring problems that stack up like an endless tower of blocks, ready to crash with one move. We might have suspected the crash will come, but are surprised when it does. Glaring presents a dilemma–we want to shield ourselves from a moment of truth, downfall, or the inevitability of aging. No light can burn away the truth. Although the key word here, glaring, is presented in the daily prompt, let’s look beneath its obvious meaning. We don’t always see ourselves, or our faults, but these often appear glaringly to others. How can we see ourselves clearly? Try this exercise:

Sit comfortably in front of an object of focus, such as a crystal, gem, lit candle, flowers, or a simple, beautiful sculpture. Stare at it one-pointedly, keeping your eye on it even if it blurs or dances before you. Notice how it may change in color, shape, and texture. Whose to say what’s real, the form of the object, or what you, the observer sees? This classic, meditative exercise helps us see past the obvious to deeper tones of consciousness. When we want to get to the essence or heart of something, we must look past the surface.

Whine to Five – please join me

Whine to Five, Please Join Me…
Nov. 24, 2010
I wonder if another blog is what cyberspace needs now, and if so, what can I contribute that is of unique value and not another excuse for readers to avoid doing something more useful…like work, or cleaning their bathtubs.
So perhaps the answer is, Whine to Five. Everybody is whining these days, and for good reason. But if we could curtail our whining to five minute segments, perhaps we could learn to move on quicker in a more positive direction and send out “better vibes.”
Let me validate my credentials. I am one of you, an experienced whiner, wallowing at times way past five minutes. I like a good whine. But overuse does not increase joy, fellowship, or abundance in the world, stop wars, crush political idiocy, or erase the national debt.
I am writing this blog as an invitation for you to join me and go public with your whine.
Affirmations in the absence of acknowledging that which causes us misery in the first place are only partially effective. Targeted whining can help us see to the root of our woes and nip it in the bud–before it spreads and colors our vision like a toxic plasma.
A disciplined approach to whining could be an effective stress reliever and allow us to transform our experience of all that is unfairly happening to us (or “the world”). If we need to get the whine out of the way, let’s do it, purposefully, therapeutically!

Right now you might be asking for a concrete example of how this works. I can think of two (they were observed from casual conversation, so please take no offense if this sounds like you):
Do NOT whine about the long flight delays, weather, and difficulties packing that occurred on your last vacation to such places as Italy, Southeast Asia, Israel, the Rockies, or Turkey. At least you had the time and money to go on a vacation. Be grateful for that. So, whine for your allotted time and then THANK the Lord of the Skies for your safe transport, and your lucky stars for having the wealth and privilege to travel. If you didn’t like the weather, no one forced you to go to India or Petra in August.
Another common whine involves NYC real estate. Do NOT go on and on about how you can’t really afford to “buy” a co-op in a better neighborhood unless the asking price goes “down” to $600,000, or how you have to decide between a vacation house or a new kitchen. Be grateful that such choices are available, and that you don’t live in a walk up with no view (I’m not complaining, just a tad whiny) or a two room apt. with your family, dog, cat, and a leaky ceiling. And we can all be grateful that we don’t live in Darfur, Afghanistan, or a tent in Haiti.
Happy Thanksgiving. Let’s be truly grateful that we’re here today and we didn’t get screwed like the Natives.
I’d love to hear from you with a creative whine that has legs to transform itself into gratitude. Share your minor whine, with a side of wisdom, please.
Sheila
coming soon…”Before you kvetch, say it right!”