love

Humans without romance become ...

“Humans without romance become curmudgeons and predictable with misery.”

~ Carlos Santana

The need for discipline disappears when ...

“The need for discipline disappears when you love what you’re doing.”

~ paraphrasing Tony Gonzalez from a Hall of Fame interview this past week

To know love, be like the running brook ~ Kung Fu

“To know love, be like the running brook, which deaf, yet sings its melody for others to hear. Feel the pain of too much tenderness. Wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for yet another day of loving.”

~ Kung Fu

Pursue the things that bring you joy

“My current advice to everyone is this: fall in love with your life. Pursue the things that bring you joy. Let go of things that don’t. Know the difference.”

~ Edie Freedman, Creative Director at O’Reilly Media

Impassioned lovers wrestle as one

Impassioned lovers
wrestle as one

Lonely man cries for love
and has none

New mother picks up
and suckles her son

Senior citizens
wish they were young

~ Nights in White Satin

My Light, by Sully Erna (of Godsmack)

Here’s another beautiful “unplugged” song from Sully Erna, this one is named My Light. A few lyrics:

You always bring me light
And you help me find my way
A gentle kiss goodnight
Is the innocence I crave

Here I am
Humbled and amazed
This beautiful little miracle of life
Was gifted to me

And here I am
I never thought I’d say
If ever I could live my life again
I’d live it your way

You’ve always brought me life
And you’ve helped me find my way
A simple kiss goodnight
Is the innocence I crave

Under the light you shine on me
I promise I will be there for you baby
I’d never wanna leave you anyway
You’ve become my light

I cross my heart that’s in your hands
With hope that you will always be my best friend
I promise I will be there ’til the end
You’ve become my light

Under the light you shine on me
I promise I will be there for you baby
I’d never wanna leave you anyway
You’ve become my light

I cross my heart that’s in your hands
With hope that you will always be my best friend
I promise I will be there ’til the end
You’ve become my light

You’ve become my light
You’ve become my light ...

The Soul Game

[This is a chapter from a currently-unpublished book I’m writing on meditation and mindfulness.]

As a spiritual being, one possible way to think of life here on Earth is as a “game” that serves as a training ground for the soul. It’s a game like other games, so it has many levels, and they get harder and harder as you progress. So in this case, the better you become at the game of spirituality — the Soul Game — the harder the levels become.

To help set some rules for the game, let’s say that it has fifty levels. The first time you play the game you’re born here on Earth in Level 1. Hopefully you score some points and move up, so maybe by the time it’s “game over” for your first lifetime, you’ve passed Level 9 and you’re playing on Level 10. Maybe you get a brief break in between lifetimes, but the next time you’re born you start right where you left off, at Level 10.

This brings me to a very important rule: Once you start playing the Soul Game, you’re strapped in for eternity. (That was clearly mentioned on page 52 of the End User License Agreement.) Once you’re in the game there are only two ways out:

Things that go unsaid between friends

I woke up at 4:30am on Friday with the idea for a story that I’ve currently titled, The Soul Game, which I hope to release next week. Lucid dreams being what they are, I came up with the first draft while I was sleeping, and then put it down on paper after I woke up. Working on that story leads me to write the following today:

Sometimes in life you meet another person, and as you get to know them you find that they’re incredibly awesome, but ... they’re also married. This has happened a couple of times in my life, to differing degrees. I always find that I don’t want to do anything to interfere with that person’s marriage, but part of me wants to say, “In case you didn’t know it, I think you’re pretty awesome, one of a kind.”

As a practical matter saying things like that tends to create problems, so I haven’t said it to anyone in a long time. (The last time I said it to anyone we ended up making out in a parking lot.) Instead, I hope that other people know that I think they’re awesome because I choose to spend my time with them. In this way the sad part is that things go unsaid, but I hope the other person knows what I think because I laugh and enjoy myself when I’m with them, and we have great conversations.

All of which today makes me think of the Gloria Estefan song, Words Get In The Way, and the Olivia Newton-John song, I Honestly Love You.