My perspective matters to me. Your perspective is what’s important to you.
And, try as we might, we each really do see things through our own lenses.
Sometimes we canot agree because we really are just seeing different things.
Here are my glasses. Can you give me yours?
Maybe we can see with new eyes!
I have a dream …….
“I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave-owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.” –
A short excerpt from the Speech by the Rev. Martin Luther King at the “March on Washington.” – 1963 (now 55 years ago)
There will be much written and said today about peace, ending racism, inequality in the workplace, and minority civil rights.
We just want to ask one question:
“Are we able to sit together at the same table of brotherhood yet?”
How we answer that question tells us where we are in accomplishing the dream of Martin Luther King and all people who yearn for the continuing pursuit of being human with one another
Who will you invite to the table?
Do we ever question what we REALLY believe?
Obviously there was no REAL drummer boy in the sense that he was a factual person. He is an imaginary character in a Czech carol of unidentified origin.
BUT is this drummer boy still not somehow REAL, a real part of each of us that share the enthusiasm and exuberance of his message?
How committed are we to our message and to our hope in things not only greater but also beyond ourselves?
Infused with what we truly believe, with power and energy and limitless enthusiasm!
Take this newer rendition in and and just maybe we can find time to think about these things during our Holiday break.
Sometimes, we owe it to ourselves to stop and learn again from “lower animals” what it means to affirm and be a companion.
We live in a world where we are increasingly told to be aggressive rather than truly assertive; self-affirming rather than affirming and authentic to one another.
Is this the world we want to make, where our need for together-ness is met through likes on Facebook or followers on Instagram, as loneliness pervades our culture?
I found this in my email this morning from Seth Godin:
It involves change and risk and thought.
At Roses in the Alley, we have chosen what we feel is the important work.
Who Are You These Days? Are you an Original Presence?
We can define our lives with terms given to us by others, whether friends or adversaries. But isn’t this just reactionary, what everybody else is doing?
Who is writing the scripts of our lives?
Can we be an original presence?
Consider this idea:
“… an original presence is needed, a presence in accord with our originality. The right to exist and to act anywhere and in any case does not derive from following others’ methods, but from what we are.
A presence is original when it springs forth from the consciousness of one’s own identity and one’s affection for it, and finds its consistence in this.”
-Notes from a talk by Luigi Giussani to a group of university students in Riccione, Italy, in October 1976
To be an original presence is to be authentic, the real you, not somebody that fits in with what other people think we ought to be. It isn’t about the Instagram loves and the Facebook likes.
We obviously live and breathe within our current culture and often we are unconscious of how much it impacts us. We use someone else’s concepts, constructs, boundaries, conditions, agenda.
Maybe it’s time to shut some of this out a bit, and sit down with ourselves; time to listen to our core while we still can.
And so we are back to our original question “Who are you?”