They're children. Their idealism is a child's view of the world. They want to crawl back in their mother's womb so they won't have to become an adult and face a world which is filled with light and shadow, with complexity and contradiction. They can't be right in this kind of world. It is not good to put a curse on oneself and one's family. And though you may argue that the whole human race is the real family, this is also an illusion — that is, there is a paradox in this. The abstract family only works in the abstract world. The concrete family is the only family that works in the concrete world. The abstract world will not give you a piece of bread when you are starving. Voyeur tail. Hoo sta tull main worth painted noose, salley hod, moses dash, pre tenting dubai loiter offer vrai wheeled? Sad decal? Spigot eu eu, may so so. Wither moth show full off sense end overy achtung felled worth mellow trauma. Watch it curl de curl err bottle lure hoe culled hammer hiker grade moss off berber racism ill loam mean aided bay gauss? Shh. Nerf hellish sophocles cad stench hair, place. New filler suffolk gal wed staunch heir, pleats. Newel fallow shovel kill quest tones, herr priest. Judas. Licker looker opera norse zooey laud ends kurds. Butter bay nod wind rimming mossy so round. Hail pay ja loose. Ridge hard shamed purloined deadened career. Haze kaye, U node. Hail looky odder weight wail yule hook cad grant runt yen. Hive gooder say great. Gory mirror en vichy samey sylph reel fracted. Bill gilland; hoo rolls? Eck pun ein ain bull lender. Day feed, dee pray sate end's gunner ark cue thought owen letch fatal cause trail ark rees tour reme halve holar awe festive moses sinned cooper, racing newel glare mace holes, day u west'll ends too tooter naye fell blog kate offer rye old lund off cobra. Yid, cheat: sames lick weighter honor ferch off weir. F fie halve tour wash dug fan tyke fell lover won mares tool inish laughing rome, eye will, eye well glarily halve true axe hiss weave to poor framers tripped ease whale ole rup eatery S soft tat wreck, during at fort icing err water river hay dust tout tall dei. Ben tolliver, dare; U lick do locket form boeheim. Wilt here, jaune gland's new meeking his forest vale hour bet to rounder reareth. Eye'd shay our miracle hast fane allie cod opera werther sulle fiats — kid dorp war theme end putsched M. Marrow barrel mend. Paw sat reve rushes. Jet stew wet (nod, send thank cup out id; bed, dend dock coup ped debt). El dial monde S for river. Tate secret, lost fueling. We'd tye hoarder. Godder furry lot's trope!
I thought you would never ask! No tienes que llegar primero, pero hay que saber como llegar! Tú sigues siendo el rey. Rodar y rodar mi amigo!
The other night I saw the movie The Year of Living Dangerously. The movie uses Wayang Kulit, a style of Indonesian shadow puppetry to symbolize the battle to balance good and bad in the universe. In the movie, the character Billie Kwan uses theses shadow puppets to talk about higher ideals. âIn the West, we want answers for everything. Everything is right or wrong, or good or bad. But in the no such final conclusion exists. Look at Prince Ajuna. Heâs a hero. But he can also be fickle and selfish. Krishna says to him, âAll is clouded by desire, Ajuna, as a fire by smoke, as a mirror by dust. Through these, it blinds the soul.ââ Our shadow is the dark side of ourselves.
Balance is an oft discussed topic with my clients. I agree with Billie Kwan in that the West wants clear unwavering definition. You are either Right-wing or Left-wing. You are urban or rural. A concept is either right or wrong. There is no wiggle room. There is no gray. The West has a desire for the absolute. But there is no absolute in life. We are not one thing. Like Prince Ajuna we can be a hero one day and selfish the next. We can be giving in one situation and stingy in another. We are not one dimensional beings. We are multifaceted. Life is multifaceted. Life is balance. If there was only sunshine, the crops would die. They also need the rain. All of nature needs the balance between black and white, good and bad, light and shadow.
The peace of life is not found in labeling and adhering to absolutes. Peace is found by navigating the delicate balance between light and dark. For example, many of my clients are open-hearted givers, which is a very admirable trait. But if they give without end, if they give in every situation in every moment of every day, they become depleted. There is a balance needed between giving and receiving. Many of my clients have a hard time with this concept because they label giving as good and receiving as bad. They believe if they do not live completely in the good then they are bad. But as the recently departed Debbie Ford often professed, âYour life will be transformed when you make peace with your shadow. The caterpillar will become a breathtakingly beautiful butterfly. You will no longer have to pretend to be someone youâre not. You will no longer have to prove youâre good enough. When you embrace your shadow you will no longer have to life in fear. Find the gifts of your shadow and you will finally revel in all the glory of your true self. Then you will have the freedom to create the life you have always desired.â
Look at your own battle and balance of good and bad, light and shadow. Can you embrace your shadow in order to become whole? Can you find the benefit of your shadow and the weakness of your light? Can you see how they are both needed? What shadow in your life are you running from?
They're children. Their idealism is a child's view of the world. They want to crawl back in their mother's womb so they won't have to become an adult and face a world which is filled with light and shadow, with complexity and contradiction. They can't be right in this kind of world. It is not good to put a curse on oneself and one's family. And though you may argue that the whole human race is the real family, this is also an illusion — that is, there is a paradox in this. The abstract family only works in the abstract world. The concrete family is the only family that works in the concrete world. The abstract world will not give you a piece of bread when you are starving.
Voyeur tail. Hoo sta tull main worth painted noose, salley hod, moses dash, pre tenting dubai loiter offer vrai wheeled? Sad decal? Spigot eu eu, may so so. Wither moth show full off sense end overy achtung felled worth mellow trauma. Watch it curl de curl err bottle lure hoe culled hammer hiker grade moss off berber racism ill loam mean aided bay gauss? Shh. Nerf hellish sophocles cad stench hair, place. New filler suffolk gal wed staunch heir, pleats. Newel fallow shovel kill quest tones, herr priest. Judas. Licker looker opera norse zooey laud ends kurds. Butter bay nod wind rimming mossy so round.
Hail pay ja loose. Ridge hard shamed purloined deadened career. Haze kaye, U node. Hail looky odder weight wail yule hook cad grant runt yen. Hive gooder say great. Gory mirror en vichy samey sylph reel fracted. Bill gilland; hoo rolls? Eck pun ein ain bull lender. Day feed, dee pray sate end's gunner ark cue thought owen letch fatal cause trail ark rees tour reme halve holar awe festive moses sinned cooper, racing newel glare mace holes, day u west'll ends too tooter naye fell blog kate offer rye old lund off cobra. Yid, cheat: sames lick weighter honor ferch off weir. F fie halve tour wash dug fan tyke fell lover won mares tool inish laughing rome, eye will, eye well glarily halve true axe hiss weave to poor framers tripped ease whale ole rup eatery S soft tat wreck, during at fort icing err water river hay dust tout tall dei. Ben tolliver, dare; U lick do locket form boeheim. Wilt here, jaune gland's new meeking his forest vale hour bet to rounder reareth. Eye'd shay our miracle hast fane allie cod opera werther sulle fiats â kid dorp war theme end putsched M. Marrow barrel mend. Paw sat reve rushes. Jet stew wet (nod, send thank cup out id; bed, dend dock coup ped debt). El dial monde S for river. Tate secret, lost fueling. We'd tye hoarder. Godder furry lot's trope!
The other night I saw the movie The Year of Living Dangerously. The movie uses Wayang Kulit, a style of Indonesian shadow puppetry to symbolize the battle to balance good and bad in the universe. In the movie, the character Billie Kwan uses theses shadow puppets to talk about higher ideals. “In the West, we want answers for everything. Everything is right or wrong, or good or bad. But in the [shadow play] no such final conclusion exists. Look at Prince Ajuna. He’s a hero. But he can also be fickle and selfish. Krishna says to him, ‘All is clouded by desire, Ajuna, as a fire by smoke, as a mirror by dust. Through these, it blinds the soul.’” Our shadow is the dark side of ourselves.
Balance is an oft discussed topic with my clients. I agree with Billie Kwan in that the West wants clear unwavering definition. You are either Right-wing or Left-wing. You are urban or rural. A concept is either right or wrong. There is no wiggle room. There is no gray. The West has a desire for the absolute. But there is no absolute in life. We are not one thing. Like Prince Ajuna we can be a hero one day and selfish the next. We can be giving in one situation and stingy in another. We are not one dimensional beings. We are multifaceted. Life is multifaceted. Life is balance. If there was only sunshine, the crops would die. They also need the rain. All of nature needs the balance between black and white, good and bad, light and shadow.
The peace of life is not found in labeling and adhering to absolutes. Peace is found by navigating the delicate balance between light and dark. For example, many of my clients are open-hearted givers, which is a very admirable trait. But if they give without end, if they give in every situation in every moment of every day, they become depleted. There is a balance needed between giving and receiving. Many of my clients have a hard time with this concept because they label giving as good and receiving as bad. They believe if they do not live completely in the good then they are bad. But as the recently departed Debbie Ford often professed, “Your life will be transformed when you make peace with your shadow. The caterpillar will become a breathtakingly beautiful butterfly. You will no longer have to pretend to be someone you’re not. You will no longer have to prove you’re good enough. When you embrace your shadow you will no longer have to life in fear. Find the gifts of your shadow and you will finally revel in all the glory of your true self. Then you will have the freedom to create the life you have always desired.”
Look at your own battle and balance of good and bad, light and shadow. Can you embrace your shadow in order to become whole? Can you find the benefit of your shadow and the weakness of your light? Can you see how they are both needed? What shadow in your life are you running from?
