Washed into the Open

The journey of learning,
experientially,
road without end, reality.
To forgive such, necessary
for the sake of flow;
limitless, uninhibited freedom.

Experience is a teacher.
But do we learn?
Rhythm, the acquisition,
the purchase of mastery
with the currency given
since our beginning.

Yet, what do we master?
Surely not others,
probably not ourselves.
The mastery, less about expertise,
more about tireless contemplation;
compassion for oneself,
and all,
as One.

And within contemplative freedom
we learn
to walk
in the cadence
of simplicity and truth,
the reality of our own currency,
our poetry and our love.

Realness, buried under the sediment
of expectation.
Spirit, attentive to the strokes
of Trueness,
sluicing deposits of limitation.
And, stepping
into the stream
of who we really are,
we are washed into the open,
delivered yet again onto
our own path.

–J. Brunson

 

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Precipice of Being

Quietly I stand
with questions new
yet fully formed.
Where they point
I know I can trust.
The questions direct me
inside
to a past, to a future
a now, of who I am.

Long ago now
courage found me
and I stepped
to the edge.

At that edge
at that time
a future
not mine.

So on I walked
along the brim
of vulnerability
packing knowledge
plucking experience.

Guided I’ve been
by a passion
to arrive, not at a place new
but to where I’ve always been.

Simplicity
my own.
A simple focus
from the core.
Strengths and limitations one.
This is Trueness.

This is life
on the edge.

–J. Brunson

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There are Birds There Too

If we stay
one place
too long,
debilitatingly comfortable
we become.

If we move
too quickly,
too soon,
coldly insensitive
we become.

Longer than anywhere
here I’ve been
where birds sing,
dawn to dark.
But longer still
I’ve journeyed
birdsong always present
of dove, lark.

A choice of control it is not
this next step of transformation,
but more a return
a natural necessity
to live without control.

Expectations hoarded
filters blinding,
never a path found.
Yet self freed
seeing and unfolding,
inner music will abound.

So on I go
to label no need
and on I trust,
privileged
in what I’ll see.

–J.Brunson

Photo by Teri Vickers Metts

Photo by Teri Vickers Metts

The Reality of Experience

A long and loving look
at what is before me
a page-turner of a book
a beautiful picture of reality.

Precious is my time
in the stream to be still
in the flow-of-it-all metaphorically
metaphorical not meaning not real
quite real it is
in what I see, hear, and feel.

Yes, in the stream splash trout
indeed a noise resounds
and if no one to hear is about
beauty still issues and abounds.

To flow is to be still
to be still is to flow
the holding makes me real
and releasing causes me to grow.

Yes, long and loving
is how I must continue to see
and still and flowing
is the experience of reality.

–J. Brunson

The Stream as Force

Shadow Strengths – Chapter Three (A New Confidence)

“The light of personal purpose illuminates a confidence we need to see in you, our leader.”

Awakening from a typically strange−and way-too-complicated dream−I found my mind applying possible interpretation to this writing I planned to begin the same morning.

I formulate a story from this dream experience to encourage you into A New Confidence; your steady walk in purpose. The details of the dream are not important. Thank goodness I cannot remember them! What I do remember is about a series of doorways that seemed to always present great difficulty in order to pass through. In the dream I faced the uncomfortable entry and indeed passed through. It seems I had a good friend with me and the pass-through was made easier as I explained to him the steps for entry.

Inside, all the wacky dream-stuff occurred. But when it came time to exit with my friend, the doors were all wide-open and the light streaming from the outer space beckoned us to simply step through. And maybe that is where the deepest application was discovered.

I began to confidently pass through sure I knew what was in that beckoning light, and just as certain why I should hurry right on through. But my friend was not by my side as he had stopped at the first exit threshold, staring back at the flurry of stuff inside, now darkened in the shadows created by the streaming brightness of the outer space.

Yes, with light comes shadow.

It seems the brighter the stream of light the easier it is to lose from individual view certain things in the shadows. For the sake of my point here I refer back to the wacky space inside once my friend and I had passed through the doorways. This space is symbolic of how easy it can be to get one’s Self lost in the fray of busyness.

The serious danger of busyness occurs when we mistake such for purpose.

A New Confidence flows forth through conscious Purpose.

It is an impossible task of opening something for someone else when the same something becomes closed to us by the repetitive difficulty of passing through.

In our organizational life it is too often true that the strength in the shadow is Purpose (individually and collectively). The strength of purpose is not something you find only after you walk through the clutter of busyness. Quite the opposite is true. The diversions of busyness begin to move out of your way in the streaming light of purpose. Now you confidently move through, around, over any remaining difficulty. You are walking in A New Confidence.

We must walk in this steadiness individually and together.

Let’s commit to personal purpose, strengthen a focus on collective purpose, and make a difference in all we do in this world.

This is the blessing of A New Confidence.

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Transforming Trueness – Desire & Intent (Shaping Can be Painful)

Suffering it may seem
and so suffering it is;
but impairing it is not.

−verse 2 of Transforming Trueness (Repose)

The life sciences perpetually teach us about the natural, life-giving tension of transition, and therefore transformation. We observe it collectively in the transition of nature through the overall transformative flow of seasons.

Change, as we most often use the word in western society, is momentary−usually focused on some specific. Transition may fire off some change, but it is never limited to one specific. Transition differs from change in that, while fired possibly from a specific, it immediately begins to connect across the spectrum−across the internal and the external, across individual and collective.

Robert has been an important part of my work for years. He has sent many individuals my way giving me the privilege of Coaching in his diverse treasure of connection. He is a courageous individual who stands consistently firm in his brand of leadership love. But for Robert it has not been a steady, upward progress in his leadership journey or in his overall evolution as an individual.

Robert has suffered.

I admire much about this man. He has often felt guilty about the times we’ve talked through some of this suffering; a guilt focused on the mere technicality of not being currently engaged in a “paying” coaching process. For me these times of conversation were a smart business move as I simply cared for someone who has been a partner in building my practice. But mostly, and deeply, it has been about doing what I can for someone I love and respect.

So perhaps the purpose of experience is to wear us free of our names. −Mark Nepo, Seven Thousand Ways to Listen

The tension of transition may indeed feel like suffering. And if it feels like such, then for you it is suffering. And hence the pain in transition−it is not some thing being made different, it is You. We are always being shaped; shaped by forces internal and external and by influences individual and collective.

Change, some thing made different, is just that; specific and focused. Transition serves a broad evolution. Change is doing something in a different way. Transition is doing different things. So yes, transition is evidence of life flowing in and through the individual. And yes, transition does not always feel good.

Indeed, Robert has suffered; and many times he was his own worst enemy. However, not all causes of his suffering were self-inflicted. Through each suffering Robert’s spirit would reenergize as he would consciously root a bit deeper into the soil of his Trueness.

Yes, it can be painful to have the name we may have assumed in our life worn away. Or, as Mark Nepo suggests, we may rather embrace experience as the story of a larger, truer name.

Like Robert, your Trueness can keep each suffering from impairing you into a downward spiral of despair, never to return. If you do not stop the spiral, the world will be horribly cheated.

The reality is that we come through our suffering stronger, better, Truer; and all are blessed in the process!

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Step into the Middle with Love

Remember … those who follow your loving lead depend on the rhythmic frequency of your unique Desire & Intent. Your brand of leadership love resonates in the service of voice freed and intuitively applied. We need your leading love to be directed at us and filtered through an authentic self-love.

Holding the intensity of self-love funds the transformation into your brand of love for us.

Wading to the Middle
My wade to the middle of the stream is not about the exclusion of either bank. Quite the opposite. My stance in the middle is about wading in the confluence of the best from both sides.

Throughout our individual journeys we experience a bit from each bank of the stream of living. Some of this we experience privately and some openly. Many things we accept because of the expectations of others, and some things we approach by choice; these are few and usually on the bank not so normal or comfortable to us.

Once you’ve stood on that other side, you find further confidence in moving to your stance in the middle of the flow. It is such experimentation and navigation that helps wash the fog from the lens that is our core, true self.

Wading in Love
While love is universal, it is not universally defined; meaning, we are each a part of the definition and execution from the stance established by our own brand of love. It is a love uniquely our own but not owned by us. This leading love was given to each of us in the beginning.

It seems the wade to the middle is the process designed for individual discovery and release of our individually branded love.