If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.-—Joseph Campbell

Posts tagged ‘joy’

Riddikulus!

Riddikulus!
Word Origin:
From the Latin ridiculus (facetious, laughable)
Purpose: This incantation is used to get rid of a Bogart – a creature that assumes the form of a person’s greatest fear. Prior to casting the spell, the wizard/witch must visualize the Bogart doing or being something humorously ridiculous. The laughter this causes will banish the Boggart
Example: In Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, while in the Triwizard maze, Harry successfully cast this spell upon a boggart.

Here is a magic spell I plan on using today in the doctor’s waiting room, the Toyota “customer service” room and an eighth grade language arts class. While certainly not expecting my greatest fear to show up, these could be good places to practice.

Above all else: go out with a sense of humor.  It is needed armor.  Joy in one’s heart and some laughter on one’s lips is a sign that the person down deep has a pretty good grasp of life.  ~Hugh Sidey

Stopping the Words

The birds are singing before sunrise this morning. My floor will be finished today. But something is  getting in the way of positive feelings.

I’m proud of my ability to process and assess, but it’s a trait that can quickly get out of hand. Balancing my inner thoughts and outer experiences is a continuous struggle.

I tap out words to try to “explain” what is going on with me. Pure rubbish.

Try something different. Get out of your head and play.

That’s an interesting idea.  What should I do?

Should? I don’t know. What have you wanted to do but talked yourself out of?

Lots of stuff.

Well, pick something, anything, and just do it. I’ll check back with you tomorrow.

But wait…what if…

Tomorrow. I’ll be back.

jailbird

Stop the words now. Open the window in the center of your chest, and let the spirits fly in and out. ~Rumi

I Believe

alexis

Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.   e. e. cummings

Peaceful Joy

When you feel a peaceful joy, that’s when you are near truth.    Rumi

The morning is fresh from the overnight rain.

Yesterday afternoon was spent with my best friend from high school at the city’s annual arts festival listening to my brother play the blues.

I’ve made the decision to let go of some savings and replace the ancient brown shag carpeting that runs throughout my house with laminate flooring.  (I know, it’s about time.)

This week and next I will facilitate four writing classes with GED students.

I’m rereading The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien.

Tomorrow the after school kids and I will play with tangrams.

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