THE OTHER DAY I SAW THE MOVIE “ALICE IN WONDERLAND”…I HAVE ALWAYS LIKED THE STORY, BUT I NEVER REALLY UNDERSTOOD IT…I NOW UNDERSTAND.

IT IS BECAUSE I HAVE TAKEN THAT SAME TRIP…YEP, I TOO FELL INTO A HOLE…ALICE FELL INTO A HOLE AND ENCOUNTERED A DIFFERENT WORLD THAN THE ONE SHE WAS USE TO…NOTHING WAS THE SAME FOR HER…UP WAS DOWN…CLOSE WAS FAR AWAY…NOTHING SHE ENCOUNTERED WAS FAMILIAR …BUT IN THE END SHE LEARNED HER LESSONS…LEARNED WHO SHE REALLY WAS AND WAS ABLE TO RETURN TO HER OLD LIFE A NEW PERSON…ON THANKSGIVING DAY 1995 I TOO FELL INTO MY HOLE AND I REMEMBER IT AS THOUGH IT WAS YESTERDAY…I COULD LITTERALLY FEEL MYSELF DECENDING INTO A DEEP DEPRESSION…IT WAS A NEW EXPERIENCE FOR ME AS I HAD NEVER EXPERIENCED DEPRESSION BEFORE…AND IT FELT AS THOUGH I WAS REALLY FALLING INTO A DEEP HOLE…FOR THE PAST 15 YEARS I HAVE BEEN IN MY OWN WONDERLAND…A WORLD WHERE I HAD EVERYTHING I THOUGHT I WAS TAKEN AWAY FROM ME..I WAS STRIPPED…NAKED…EXPOSED…ALL THE PROTECTION I HAD BUILT IN MY PERSONAL AND PROFESSIONAL WORLD WAS TAKEN AND I WAS LEFT WITH JUST ME!!……A WORLD WHERE UP WAS DOWN…….WHERE NOTHING MADE SENSE TO ME…. A WORLD WHERE NOTHING FIT AS IT USE TO …….AND A WORLD WHERE I BECAME LOST AS I COULD NO LONGER CONTROL ANYTHING…I WAS LIVING THE ALICE IN WONDERLAND STORY…….AND LIKE ALICE I WANTED OUT…….I WANTED OUT IMMEDIATELY……I HATED THE NEW PLACE……….I WAS CONFUSED AT FIRST……THEN I THOUGHT I WAS BEING PUNISHED FOR SOMETHING I HAD DONE WRONG……BAD KARMA WAS KICKING MY ASS……FINALLY, I BECAME ANGRY…I REMEMBER YELLING “I DIDN’T DESERVE THIS!!!!”…EVERYTHING I TRIED TO ESCAPE DIDN’T WORK …AND ACTUALLY, IT MADE THINGS WORSE….OVER THE YEARS I HAD MY TIMES OF JOY…..MY TIME OF PEACE……AND EVEN MY TIMES OF GREAT LOVE…BUT I KNEW I WAS STILL IN THE HOLE…I WAS STILL IN WONDERLAND…….AND I BEGAN TO WONDER IF I WAS PERMANTLY PLACED INTO THIS NEW WORLD……..WOULD I EVER GET OUT?….THERE WERE TIMES I THOUGHT NOT!….I CURSED MY TRIP INTO WONDERLAND…..I CURSED MY LIFE…..AND I CURSED MY HIGHER POWER…….FINALLY..FINALLY……I MEAN FINALLY I SURRENDERED TO IT……I COULD DO NOTHING EXCEPT MAKE MYSELF MISERABLE …SURRENDER WAS THE ONLY OPTION LEFT….AND BELIEVE ME I HAD TRIED THEM ALL…..ONCE SURRENDER BECAME SEMI-COMFORTABLE I HAD A WONDERFUL INSIGHT……..THIS WAS NOT A CURSE………THIS WAS ACTUALLY A BLESSING…MY HIGHER POWER ACTUALLY KIND OF KNOWS MORE THAN ME……THE MORE I MEDIATATED ON THAT LITTLE BIT OF WISDOM THE MORE COMFORTABLE I BECAME …….AND FINALLY IT HIT ME……..I WAS SITTING IN THE YARD WHEN I SAW A CATERPILLER CRAWLING ON THE GROUND………IT WAS JUST GOING ALONG NOT BOTHERING ANYTHING OR ANYBODY…AND I THOUGHT ’OH SHIT BUDDY…YOU ARE IN FOR A REAL TRIP…IF YOU ONLY KNEW WHAT AS WAITING FOR YOU…..A COCOON……A TRANSFORMATION…AND FINALLY A SET OF WINGS”……..AND THEN I KNEW……..I WAS THE CATERPILLER!!!………I TOO WAS CRAWLNG ALONG MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS WHEN I GOT HIT WITH MY HOLE (COCOON)…….AND I HAVE SPENT THE PAST 15 YEARS LEARNING MY LIFES LESSONS…..AND AS I LEARNED I EVER SO SLOWLY BEGAN MY TRANSORMATION….I WAS CHANGING…..I WAS EVOLVING INTO THE BUTTERFLY I WAS CREATED TO BECOME..I TOOK SOME TIME TO REMEMBER MY LIFE 15 YEARS AGO……AND I HARDLY KNEW MYSELF…WOW….WHAT I WENT INTO SCREAMING AND HOLLERING TURNED OUT TO BE THE GREATEST THING THAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED TO ME…SO WHAT DO I DO NOW?……..WHO KNOWS?……BUT YOU MUST EXCUSE ME AS I HAVE A NEW PAIR OF WINGS TO TRY OUT!….SKYWALKER

 

Do you believe in risking all for love

For your dreams

For the joy of being alive?

And should you happen to lose it all,

Can you still believe in yourself, in your dreams,

And the joy that can still be yours!

Do you believe in forgiving yourself and others?

And that there are really no villains or victims

In relationships or life,

There is just you and me learning our lessons!

Do you believe that in every adversity

There is a gift?

And that just as many lessons are learned in

“pain” as there are in “joy”

Maybe more!

Do you believe that courage comes with the human package,

And that we all have as much as we need?

And that courage allows us to sit peacefully and contented

In the middle of the hurricanes in our lives?

Do you believe in the power of play and laughter?

And that both heal us and connect us to each other\and then leads us to a higher road

On the journey we call life!

Do you believe in the act of surrendering

To a higher power?

And that the act of surrendering to this power

Actually frees us to become the

Magnificent beings that we were created to be!

Do you believe in working with and not controlling

Other people, events, and the journey of your life?

And that this is a perfectly safe journey

And much more peaceful once

We let go and cooperate with life!

Do you believe that true contentment can only

Be found within ones self- and that only illusions

Of contentment come from outside

Of one’s self?

And that contented people take time to appreciate and are

Amazed by the wonder and beauty of nature!

And that contented people take time to appreciate and are

Amazed by the wonder and beauty of nature!

And that contended say “wow” a lot!

Do you believe that the dance of your life is directly

Correlated to the dance that

You have with yourself?

And that by dancing with yourself and

Your life you actually influence your own destiny!

Do you believe in magic?

The magic of life?

And that this magic begins with you

And then continues outward from you

To the entire planet-

Yes, even to the entire universe!

 

Dance with the joy of who you are.

Dance with the love that is all around you.

Dance with the love that is within you.

Dance with children and old people.

Dance with your guardian angel.

Dance with your successes and

Dance with your failures.

Dance with your dreams.

Dance with the stars above and

Dance with the beach below.

Dance with the present moment.

Dance with your monsters.

Dance with your gifts and

Dance with your shortcomings-they are both blessings.

Dance with your dog.

Dance with your friends and

Dance with your enemies.

Dance with your daily bread.

Dance with your own unique music that originates from

Your heart and then

Dance with the freedom that your music brings to your soul.

Dance with your Creator and Higher Power.

Dance with yourself.

Finally,

Dance with your own magnificence!

So Dance!!!

 

The last few nights I have been waking up at 4am and, interestingly enough, feeling sorry for myself…knowing that I wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep anytime soon I headed to my computer and began playing free cell…..a mindless game that usually puts me to sleep within a few minutes……as I play the computer game I try to sort out my thoughts and see what I have been unconsciously munching on……tonight it hit me that I have been having my very own ‘pity party’ the last few nights……the good ole pity party…..what fun!!!………a pity party for those of you who don’t know are lovely parties where we get to feel sorry for ourselves……we focus on what we DON’T have…..we focus on what MIGHT have been…and then we focus on feeling sorry for ourselves….the past few nights I have gotten up at 4am to have my very own pity party……my mind races on wonderful thoughts of…WHY ME?……OR IF ONLY I HAVE……OR IF ONLY I  WOULD HAVE DONE……..OR I WHY CAN’T I BE MORE……..great thoughts that create misery and keep me stuck there…..yep, I have been having good ole skywalker pity parties the past few nights…….for those of you who know me know that I am pretty good at partying…always have been……..but the pity party is a relatively new kind of party for me…..feeling sorry for myself  is something that I just started doing the past few years……..and to be honest it is one party that I don’t enjoy!!… I asked myself, what am I going to do about it? (pretty important question I think as it  allows me the power to know that I can do something about it rather than feel powerless over my very own thoughts – I created these thoughts so I certainly have the power to change them) …… I have decided to play at my pity party…….yep, I began playing with these thoughts of lack……I played the game “poor me!”………I have the same pity party thoughts and added poor me after each one……..I really hammed it up too……and I made my pity party a melodrama!…….like a bad actor I over played my thoughts until I saw how silly they were…….then I replaced those thoughts of ‘lack’ or ‘pity’ with thoughts of gratitude…I sat in front of my computer and gave thanks for what I DID have…….and I might add, it was a pretty long list of things that I have been given and am grateful for……by the end of the activity I actually felt better……so when I get those pity party thoughts again, and I will, I can count on that…….I will do my best to keep my pity party short……I will do my best to enjoy it rather than fear it……..and I will do my best to have a little dance at the end of my party with the knowledge that I have the power to create my thoughts and the power to change my thoughts……….and that thought gives me my ‘happy feet’ back again!……..skywalker

 

Over 15 years ago i was dealing with some disappointments and frustrations…yep, life was throwing me a curve…..my tv show had just won an emmy award and three weeks later we were cancelled due to lack of funding…..i had lost a huge contract with PBS for a video series that i had already completed, and well, the list goes on, but i won’t bother you with the details…….needless to say, i was completely into my ‘mind’ trying to figure out what i had done wrong, what i didn’t do, what i could have done differently, and what in the world all of this meant…..have you ever been there?…….the more i ‘thought’ the more lost i got……and the bigger the pity party became…..in the midst of this week long ‘mind quest’ my daughter continued to come up to me and ask me to dance with her……she was taking dance lessons and was so proud of her dancing skills….over and over she asked and over and over i politely brushed her off…..but katie is a persistant cuss! wonder what she got that from?….so finally i said ok lets dance…….she took my hands and we danced….at first i just stood there and she danced, but as i saw her delight, the magic in her eyes, and her spirit soaring i began to really dance myself……and a funny thing happened as the longer i danced the happier my feet became…..the more joy i felt in my heart………..and the lighter i felt……..we danced all afternoon long……we danced, we giggled, we hugged, and we connected in the moment of dance…….she finally told me that she was done dancing and was off to play……..i stood there just trying to take in the adventure of my afternoon dance with my daughter…….and it came to me……none of my mental juggling, none of my psychological theories of life, and not even my spiritual quest activities seemed to help me with my pain………but a simple afternoon dance with my daughter seemed to free me of my pain, sorrow, and major pity party plans…….katie had invited me to leave my burden at the door and take up the dance instead……take up the dance instead seems pretty simple…..but take up the dance might become my new montra  “take up the dance and ta da!”….dance in the face of my fears…..dance party instead of pity party…………i just remembered my dance with katie yesterday……..seems i needed to remember it as my feet have become less happy ………so thanks katie……..your invitation to dance 15 years ago is still being accepted by me ……..and so my friends………i now extend the invitation to you…..those of you who are wallowing in your own mind….trying to figure out your life…..thinking there must be a logical explanation……..my invitation to you is: LETS DANCE, YOU AND I….DANCE WITH THE SKYWALKER……ARE YOU READY?……TAKE THE SHOES OFF AND LETS ‘ROCK!”………let me know how it was for you………..it was great for me!!!………skywalker

 

This past summer i got the honor of sitting with my monsters all summer long…..i didn’t try to hide from them……i didn’t try to numb them up with drugs……i didn’t even try to fight them…i just sat with them and felt the fear, the pain, and the grief that they brought with them….funny thing, they didn’t leave, but after a while they didn’t scare me to death either…….they were just part of my summer….they actually became manageable……i am not sure, but i don’t think our monsters ever totally leave us……..they just seem to come and go and if we are in touch with who we are we can greet them when they come and wave goodbye when they leave for a while…..i think the key is to find out what works for us in making our monsters manageable……i have a good friend who just emailed me what she did to manage her monsters yesterday……she had to attend a funeral and she knew the ex love of her life was going to be there……..she hadn’t seen him in years and even the thought of seeing him again terrified her…..those monsters can really paralyze us at times…..she almost called off the trip several times but she remembered that someone had told her that ‘she rocked, that she was in fact a rock star!”…….no matter what she thought of herself, she was created to be that rock star!……..she told herself to put on her big girl panties and go to this funeral and face these monsters……then madness hit!!!!………she took a pair of her panties and with magic markers put stars all over them….she giggled the whole time she was putting on the stars……then yesterday she drove to the funeral armed with her ‘rock star panties!’…….and guess what?……..she was the rock star all day long…how could she not be with those star panties on?..she smiled knowing that she had a secret advantage-it was her ‘rock star panties!’…..very funny story, but what a lesson for all of us……we just need to manage our monsters…allow them to be, and also allow us to be……i sat with my monsters……she played with her monsters…….what can you do with your monsters?

 

The other day I was talking to a young lady and made the comment “you must love being you!”….I said it before I even thought about what I was saying…..she didn’t even respond to my comment…but later I thought about what I had said and really got into that statement……I wondered how I would have responded if someone would have said that to me….so I told myself that very same thing…..”Skywalker, you must love being you!”…….I thought for a while and then responded, “yes, I do….I just love being me!”…….up until recently I would not, or could not, have responded that way…….but in the past few months things have begun changing for me…….not so much on the outer, but it feels like major changes have taken place on the inner……..first of all, I realize that I am a ‘hoot’……a ‘character’………and I like that ……..I like that I think differently than most……I like that I occasionally color outside of the lines of my coloring book and my life……I like that fact that I have gone through so much ‘stuff’ and I still have my heart semi open and my sense of humor in tact…….I like that I have a kind heart and am not afraid to tell others how much I care about them……I like that I am a giver more than a taker……I like that I listen without giving advice or judgement……I like that I also accept my faults without continually beating myself up over them…and Lord do I have my shortcomings, but they also make me who I am…..I like that I can be myself most of the time, and when I am not myself I can chuckle at my own folly……just recently I have finally felt ‘comfortable’ in my own skin……..I like that…….feels good……..I am not saying I am totally satisfied with my life…or wouldn’t change a thing about my life….that would be a lie…..but I do love being me in the life I have been given….nor am I saying that I am perfect……nope to that too…….anyone who knows me will testify to that fact Jack!……but I love being me in my imperfect self………as I thought on further about that statement I even realized that I wouldn’t change places with anyone else in this world……nope……I just enjoy being me too much and I love that!

 

Several months ago my buddy, Slim, got on my case again…I was getting sucked into my own seriousness and trying to get ‘holy’  when Slim asked me what the hell I was trying to do……I told him I was trying my best to become a better person through my personal thoughts, actions, and by raising my level of consciousness….he then reminded me of our first meeting when we were watching the movie, BROTHER SUN, SISTER MOON… the story of St. Francis of Assisi when I began crying and saying, “I will never be able to live up to him” and Slim responded, “what, you are sobbing because you can’t live up to a movie?”…..we have been friends ever since…….and he continues to remind me that trying to be ‘holy’ just does not work for me……..he says it makes me feel unworthy, incomplete, and leaves me being a whimp……..and I wasn’t created to be a whimp……..he also reminded me that my heroes are the three stooges, road runner, and soupy sales……even my spiritual heroes are Chad O’Shea and Ram Das simply because they are lighthearted…..Chad is a minsiter in the Ashville, NC area and after each and every joke he tells in church he looks up and says with a twinkle in his eyes, “forgive us father for we have grinned!’……..he also remined me that the only picture I have of  Jesus in my house is titled “Jesus Laughing”……. it is a large picture of Jesus cracking up like he just heard a geat joke…..he reminded me of my favorite quote by Voltaire which is “God is a comedian working to an audience too afraid to laugh:”……….finally Slim continued, “and now you think being seriously  ‘holy’ is going to work for you?”…after a quick but gentle slap to my head he said, “even when you began to experience the light within yourself it was through finding the humor in what was happening to you……it was through your giggles and being silly about life…..it wasn’t through a serious reflection of your level of counsiousness…whatever that is?”….Ok, Slim you nailed me!……..you once again reminded me what works for me and what doesn’t work for me…..once again I needed the reminder that I am human and I need to express human emotions to my life…..even when my wife was killed my first reaction was to try to be ‘holy’…..I tried to be calm, forgiving, and brave in a ‘holy’ way……..it wasn’t until I finally allowed myself to get really pissed and tore up half my house that I began to release the rage that was in me………I looked up at how I distroyed my house and how exhausted I was from my battle with the furnature, which I won by the way, and I began to laugh at the distruction and how good it felt to finally admit my rage and to finally let it out……..I once read that you will finally know the truth about a situation when you can laugh at it………….I was finally allowing myself to be human….the next night I jumped into a burnt pile of leaves (the fire was out) and rolled around in them until I was covered with ashes and looked like a scene from ACOPOLYSE NOW……once again I laughed and danced with delight……my point is not that I need to make a fool out of myself, but i need to be human and feel and express my feelings to get them out so i can eventually giggle with them (but making a fool out of myself does work for me too!)……….and finally, stop gulping  down my human emotions in an attempt to be ‘holy’………..’holy’ might, and probably does, work for some…but not for me…….and not for my buddy Slim……….

 

I was given a wonderful gift – it was a fire within my soul.

It brought with it a passion for living – a passion for life.

Because of this fire within my soul, I felt alive-there was

A joy to life, a song that is sang to me, and a peace from deep

Within which spoke to me and comforted me.  The magic of this

Fire within touched me and all around me.

Then came the dark night of the soul.  It was, I thought the end

Of this fire within.  The pain was numbing to my whole being, and

Left me with nothing – nothing but hope.  For years I was lost in this

Dark and empty pit from within – left to examine everything I held

Sacred – including my own existence.  For years I was walking death, and nothing seemed to bring me comfort – nothing except total surrender.

Even total surrender only brought an end to the pain – there still was no joy to life.

Finally, the soft small voice from within whispered, “Just follow your bliss – seek first the

Kingdom –just follow your bliss” But what was my bliss? I

Knew that it wasn’t anyone else, anything else, or anything from the outer.

But what was my bliss?

For several days I thought of nothing else except for the grace of my bliss –

Whatever that was. I concentrated on grace – grace that was freely given – not earned –

That was given gladly by Source to all who just surrendered and asked.  Then magically, just as quickly as it had left, the fire in my soul

Returned to me as I sat in the woods.  My bliss, the fire in my soul, once again sang to me.  I felt alive again, almost four years after I had entered my

Dark night of the soul.  I danced with my fire, just as two friends dance who,

After a long absence, returned to each other.  I thanked source for this gift.

My bliss was the fire in my soul, and it had been returned to me.

I share this experience with all who search for their bliss.  May you too

Be blessed with the grace of source to find and then truly experience your bliss

 

Life is a dance – anyway you look at – all of life is a dance

So:

Dance with the joy of who you are.

Dance with the love that is all around you.

Dance with the love that is within you.

Dance with children and old people.

Dance with your guardian angel.

Dance with your successes and

Dance with your failures.

Dance with your dreams.

Dance with the stars above and

Dance with the beach below.

Dance with the present moment.

Dance with your monsters.

Dance with your gifts and

Dance with your shortcomings-they are both blessings.

Dance with your dog.

Dance with your friends and

Dance with your enemies.

Dance with your daily bread.

Dance with your own unique music that originates from

Your heart and then

Dance with the freedom that your music brings to your soul.

Dance with your Creator and Higher Power.

Dance with yourself.

Finally,

Dance with your own magnificence!

So Dance!!!

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