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   A newsletter from Joseph DiCenso
   January 2010
Greetings!

On New Year's Eve 1999, I was sitting a ten-day meditation retreat in Barre, Massachusetts.  We had all been asked to write a blessing or prayer for the new millennium.

In the silent dining hall, by the fading light of dusk, I sat hunched over a small piece of paper.   Several fellow meditators sat nearby, each of us seeking simple words with which to welcome the year 2000.


Weeks ago, considering what to offer for this issue of the newsletter, I found the prayer I'd written ten years ago calling to me. 

I offer it in part as a warning against the cultural penchant for New Year's resolutions of "self-improvement" and as an appeal to us all to meet this ritual with self-love and loving courage.

As with my previous issues, my aim is to invite you to pause and  come home to yourself, your body, the world.
  My promise is to keep it short and sweet, be brief and go deep.

Enjoy!--and may it serve you.


A Simple Prayer

May you be gentle with yourself.

 

May you treat yourself with the kindness of a child

and the dignity of an Elder.

 

May your discipline be an easy expression of self-love.

 

 

May you feel held in the lap of this Earth

and know it as home.

 

May you never lack of wonder.

 

And may love be the source of your courage in all things.




May you be gentle with yourself.  What if this were your only resolve for 2010?  What an act of courage!  Radical.  Revolutionary.

Sound sappy and vague to you?  Wimpy, even?  I can relate.  And having worked this koan for the last decade or more, I've come to respect its power and the emotional strength it demands.

Here are a few ways I've applied it:
  • striving for a zero-tolerance for self-attack
  • kicking the quiet, brutal habit of perfectionism
  • standing up to my inner critic and defending myself  
Having done my own digging and discovery, I'm now teaching my clients how to do these.

May you treat yourself with the kindness of a child... 
Like gentleness, there's tremendous, generative power in kindness: when I'm unkind to myself my generosity towards others withers.  When I am kind to myself, I water a thirsty plant and others are blessed by its bloom.

...and the dignity of an Elder.  Having been taunted by my brother with the moniker "Josephine" and bullied on the playground much of my childhood, dignity means a lot to me.  Trouble is I've often sought it outside myself, in the form of status and approval. 

One of the gifts of aging seems to be caring less what others think of me and more about my integrity.  So here I invoke the Inner Elder:

Imagine lifting your own head with a gentle but firm finger under the chin.  Imagine resting a blessing hand on your bowed shoulder until your spine lengthens up to meet that hand.

May your discipline be an easy expression of self-love.
What if your discipline were an expression of your inner disciple rather than the bullying of your inner drill sergeant?  A surrender to aliveness rooted in your desire body instead of a tense striving to assuage your critical mind.  Faithfully saying yes to what you want more of versus curbing or fixing what's wrong with you.

When setting goals, I've learned it's also self-loving to lower the bar--because it preserves self-esteem.  If I'm willing to humble myself at the outset I lower the risk of humiliating myself later--when I fall short of my grandiose goal. 

May you feel held in the lap of the Earth and know it as home. 
I sense in myself and many around me a deep anxiety.  One of its roots, I believe, is a lack of "at-home-ness" in one or more of these domains: self, other, or place (including
Nature and community).

I plan to reduce my anxiety footprint this year in three ways: 
  • increasing my anti-racism work (which has dramatically lowered my anxiety around people of color);
  • more date nights with my sweetheart (to deepen our already sweet at-home-ness with each other); and 
  • more walks in the woods (to deepen my connection to myself and the land I live on).

May you never lack of wonder. 
In our high-speed, high-density lives, there's seemingly no time to really see, hear, feel, ponder...  And the consequences of not doing so are mounting around us.

When we wonder, the mind and the heart open; we grow, learn, and connect.  I believe it's crucial that we recast "childlike" wonder, humility and curiosity as expressions of maturity and strength, as well.  And that we learn and practice the many skillful applications of these traits--from intimacy to biomimicry to foreign policy.

And may love be the source of your courage in all things. 
The root of the word "courage" is
coeur--French for heart.  Peter Senge, speaking at a conference I attended last fall dug further into its etymology, saying its meaning also encompassed "tears to, rending of, or opening of, the heart."

I believe this is the kind of courage the world needs--is desperate for, actually.  The ability to feel our hearts and take a stand for what we love and cherish.  It takes courage to stand for something and knowing what I stand for gives me courage.

What do you love?  What rends or opens your heart?  May these bright embers be what stokes your courage and anneals your resolve in the year to come.

"The only failure is not learning from what happens
."  -- Anonymous

Thanks for reading.  I hope you enjoyed it and I welcome your feedback.  Please pass this along as you're so moved (using the "Forward email" link below).

Blessings on the new year.  May you enter it with humility and passion, courage and curiosity.

See you again in March!
 
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Joseph DiCenso
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