When we open our minds, we break down the barriers that keep us isolated from others. Being open-minded requires that we recognize others can
Clouds respond to shifting winds while maintaining their fundamental weather purposes. We can respond to new information while maintaining our values and our relationships.
believe or act or live differently than we do and yet still be in our lives.
When we are open-minded, we take the time to understand the point of view, beliefs and experiences of others. To be open is to show respect, even when we do not agree, or even necessarily approve of the other person’s ideas or actions. To be open is to accept others for who they are, not for who we think they should be. To be open is to love the person, even when we cannot love the actions. Continue reading
Depending on the decade when you graduated from high school or college, you may remember the spoken word poem Desiderata (Latin for “desired things”) that was written in 1927 but did not gain widespread popularity until the early 1970s.
To live a good life, all we really need to do is show up and be ourselves. Every. Day.
Or the college graduation speech improbably delivered by a number of people ranging from Kurt Vonnegut to Darth Vader but I believe (and let me know if you have better information) was actually written by Mary Schmich in an article called “Advice, like youth, probably just wasted on the young,” for the Chicago Tribune. You might know it as “Wear Sunscreen.” Both are intended as advice to help us live a good life. The self-help section of the book store overflows with advice on how to live a good life.
And yet, here you are, hoping I have some nuggets, a silver bullet, the secret solution for all of life’s problems.
In short, you want, The Answer. Because, when we know The Answer, everything in our lives will be good. Continue reading
I made a mistake the other day in planning my schedule, a mistake that inconvenienced several others.
The smallest mistake can send us tumbling. How do you right yourself again?
I was to pick up a friend so we could go together to a birthday party dinner in a town about 45 minutes away. For some inexplicable reason, I planned to pick her up a full hour later than I needed to for us to arrive on time. To make matters worse, I was 15 minutes late in picking her up.
Fortunately, I realized my mistake and called the hostess and informed her of my error. She graciously accepted my explanation and my apology and held dinner for us. We hurried as best we could. Outwardly, things were fine. Inwardly, it could have been another story. Continue reading
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