Posts Tagged ‘happy’

It really is easy to see the worst in people. It doesn’t take any talent or discipline. Just look and the darkest part of humanity is played out plainly in front of our earthly senses. From the tone of our voices, to the clothes we wear or even the smell of our skin, we draw mental conclusions about one another. One has only to be aware of their own self to see others at surface value. And like thinking that ice bergs float upon the water, we only get a small part of the entire individual. Every single “sensing” of another person casts an unfair judgment upon them and in sliding scales of personal and silent criticism. Mostly we see each other through the lens of our own set of preferences, no matter how smart or spiritual we become. We do this through our senses and we relate with our surroundings through the mirror of memory. For instance, my sister thinks I am a saint and my Mom thinks I’m still a kid. One friend thinks I’m a wild rocker while another thinks I’m some computer guru. Some people know that Brooks and Dunn is my favorite group but others would say KISS or Motley Crue. Some clients called me genius, others called me useless. True? Or just partially true?

The fact is that life, (consciousness) does not just happen. The stuff that makes up the cosmos and the billions of stars of the universe does not just become aware of itself without some real God-like love occurring somewhere beyond our ability to sense things. And in this way everyone is truly sacred! Every time a judgment about another person arises in my mind (good or bad), I have to remind myself that I am just like them, we come from the same stuff. Hell, I might even be them if any of the Copenhagen Interpretation holds a drop of accuracy as to what is going on in the unseen world of physics. Everyone is scared. Every single person, no matter where they came from, what they did or what they have achieved, is sacred and valuable to someone (or something) who loves them enough to make them aware of creation.

Every human is a potential miracle for amazing goodness in this world and is a living, breathing monument of the miracle of life. Every human is a earthly product of our environment, social conditioning and merely an image trapped in time (Dio, anyone?). We are the fleshy puppets of fear in some corner of the human genome trying to come to grips with the cycle of life and death. Call it the “Golden Rule”, “Karma”, “What Goes Around, Comes Around” or “Reaping What You Sow”, it appears that the earth and all of us on it, are subject to perception. Let us deem everyone sacred and look for the very best in one another.

I’m looking for people. Not special people, but aware people.

I’m looking for people who are doing more than trying not to lose. I’m looking for people, for whom winning is NOT everything. I’m looking for people that know they have something of value to offer the world and the people who live here. I am looking for willing travelers.

I am looking for people that understand what they love doing is the expression of something larger than themselves. I’m looking for people who don’t throw out meaning because of typos, poor grammar, accents, language or style. I’m looking for people that can listen with more than their ears. I am looking for people who are trying to look past appearances and give others a chance to do what they love.
I am looking for teachers.

I am looking for people that can enjoy a few bad notes in the symphony of life as reminders of the pursuit of excellence. I’m looking for people who know and recognize the most important ball to hit is the one about to pass over the plate, right now. I’m looking for people too large for worry and have forgiven the disappointments of the past and can summon their gifts at will to create change.
I am looking for mentors.

I’m looking for people that are willing to admit their beliefs are limiting and can accept a new way of looking at challenges. I’m looking for people who are kind to others even if they are not about to sell them something or get paid. I’m looking for fearless, hopeful people willing to stand against the reflection of memory with the intention of improving the world one mind at a time.
I am looking for visionaries.

I’m looking for trusting empowering people that will openly share ideas, knowledge and resources because they understand these things can never be depleted. I’m looking for people that create, lift up, edify and support the entirety of humanity and take their rightful place. I am looking for people to show the way for those that do not see the golden city of prosperity and peace.
I am looking for fearless leaders.

I’m looking for hopeful people that see themselves as no better than any other person. People that see themselves separate from others only in perspective and acknowledge the expansive power of ideas can only emerge from ALL points of view. I am looking for people that try not to compare either up or down and find beauty in diversity.
I am looking for the faithful.

I’m looking for these people at a time in history when there is no excuse for greed. I am looking for people that agree we have come too far to push each other out of the way for a crumb of happiness while the fresh, out-of-the oven pie grows cold in the window of tomorrow.
I am looking for the keepers of peace.

I am looking for everyday people with or without a college degree, letters or credentials. People with or without experience that have big ideas. I am looking for people that others call crazy or out-of-touch. I am looking for people that speak more of tomorrow than they do of yesterday.
I am looking for the dreamers.

Behind each of the advancements in the human endeavor, is one of these people. The people that refuse to accept it can not be done. Wonderful people too young in their hearts to be let down or disappointed in themselves or even in others. I believe the hour of their greatest need has come.
Are you one of these people?

Cisco Jablonski
The Idea Mine

I had to revise this post because my intentions were not clear. Please re-read!
I know satanist (yeah, really) that are happier and more respectful toward others than many of my Christian friends. I see deeply religious folks sitting around condemning others while their own lives are in turmoil. I hear leaders using words like hate when expressing their feelings for others that do not share their beliefs. I know of gay folks without porn or drug addictions. And I know one time drug addicts and strippers that are loving parents and teachers. I also know of people with plenty who don’t give a damn about sharing and I know people with nothing, giving all they have for others.

What is the point to this post? It’s all true. It’s all real. It’s all going on. But not everything is perfect. Not everything is plain. Not everything is clear-cut and laid out in simple ways we can understand. It bothers us that we do not understand why people do what they do. We tend to look at things as “outcomes” rather than “processes”. But the truth is that most of being human makes no sense at all. We are figuring it out as we go, all of us. If you think you understand the world and how it works you are truly a fool. If you think the story has been told, than there is no wonder you feel like you need to control everything. If you have wrapped your life around an ideal, than be prepared to have it shaken. Discovery is the way of real genius and we are at the edge of the next stage of human evolution, an unfolding story without end. As long as there is consciousness, there will be life. These words of George Carlin is what we have built for ourselves with the knowledge for comfort without the desire for wisdom. But this is all about to change, mark my words.

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things.

We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less .

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.

George Carlin
Rest In Peace

This morning on the way to my son’s school, I was tailgated pulling into the parking lot by an older fellow. It appears that he and his wife I assume, were late getting their Granddaughter to school. After beeping his horn and nearly pushing me into the parking lot, he waves his arms around and gives me a look I used to get when my hair was down to my ass, dyed black with a white stripe down the middle, that “fu*k you” look! So I park, determined not to let this guy change my otherwise good mood. I sat in the car for a moment as he, his wife and Granddaughter got out of the car. As they walked across the parking lot he and his wife held the hand of their beloved Grandchild between them, one adult on each side. The looks on their sagging, old and angry faces barley holding onto life as the child between them smiled and skipped to school was so sad it almost made me cry.

As we get older we handicap ourselves with the crap that makes us feel bad. We let politics, money and every other manner of things get down inside our minds and wear down our bodies. We are killing ourselves because we can’t choose happy even for a minute. Kid’s are in the moment and just happy for the cool wind on their face and a chance to see their friends again. While we sag, crack and wither way because the world is not the way we would like it to be, guess what? The world still turns and it will continue to turn when our dead asses are stinking in a grave somewhere.

We don’t have to cloud our minds with worry and frustration. The children play, laugh and enjoy life until we start telling them how hard it is to be alive. Then they start to sag, crack and wither away. We are victims of victims but we can stop this cycle by choosing to find something cool going on, in spite of the problems we face.

He should have actually hit me and pushed me into the parking lot like a morning demolition derby. We both could have laughed about the damage and the cost to the insurance companies we have been paying for all these years. Nah, we are too afraid to make a claim, our rate might go up!