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Tabula Rasa?!?!?

Tabula Rasa?!?!?
And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come to earth and tell the world that they may do whatever they will, but they'll never take... YOUR SPIRIT!

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Desire

For anybody that has ever known one Rick Steele, they will testify that a certain pretentious restlessness is voiced. At times, Rick will say that this restlessness make up much up the winds that take to his sails. And while this can be philosophized till Rick turns to dust; philosophy will not do much in replacing restlessness with peace. And ultimately the majority of human begins...including this Rick Steele is after peace of heart. Kabir, an Indian Mystic poet, put it this way: "I laugh when I hear the fish in the sea are thirsty".-taken from the book THE WISE HEART.

Comparing three years ago to today, observations would show that in the modern day American culture, Rick's life has had dramatic turns that would likely cause some range of neurotic restlessness in most. 3 years ago, Rick lived in a marriage that appeared to be headed till death did him part. This marriage took place in a brand new town home that had been bought by the two involved in this marriage. Over 2000 square feet to roam in along with three playful felines. A festive time and much of the "american dream". Rick had recently finished his Graduate program, gotten his LPC license and obtained employment at a local community clinic. Together the two married individuals brought in enough cheddar to feed a mouse village in desert for an entire lifetime! Rick's extended family was supportive of his endeavors and communicated support for a vision that they possessed. Annie Dillard reminds us that "There is no shortage of good days. It is good lives that are hard to come by".

Shortly after this period of history, Rick found himself in the middle of the facts of life. Smack dab in the realities that death is a part of life. First-the death of a dream...The marriage crumbled and went into the mystery of the universe. Rick's father passed to dust from a ten year battle with health related short comings of the human body. The cozy house turned into a small womb of an apartment. The cats were left to enliven the life of one half of the spirits that had united in marriage. Rick's possessions now fit into whatever could be crammed into small spaces in both Rick's heart and physical space of rent. The death of Rick's Extended family was had in part because of paradigms and pride.

Along the way, Rick become friendly with affairs of the heart and loneliness. A combination that does not sit kindly with restlessness.

To shorten this tale, we skip to where what has been labeled "restlessness" led Rick to Colorado. Now surrounding Rick's vision this morning is unemployment, the shelter of a bedroom and scattered possessions. And now Rick works to get back to laughing at the fact that fish always have water.

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