Friday, September 21, 2007

"Real Age"
(wow two posts in the same day...)...
You probably have heard this term of "real age" before...the notion goes like this...that despite all the talk about BMI and perfect body shape and health, that your real age is the true determinent of how healthy you are or how "happy and healthy" you feel. Oprah even had some doctors talk about this concept on one of her shows.
I found such a site through some e-mails that were going around yesterday and decided to "play". (I'm sure by typing in "real age" in your web browser you can find a bunch of info on this...and maybe a game or two).
There were some very interesting inferences or "presuppositions" inserted everywhere in the site I was playing in. I basically had to click on the most appropriate answer or "truest of me" response (already not too precise...right...but I'm playing anyway...).
Now to those of you who've seen me before, you will know that I am no small guy. In the vernacular of modern day alopathic medicine some would call me "obese". I like to think of it more as aspiring to look like the Buddha, himself!? (ha ha...)
The point was that after all of my "critical specs", the analysis was that my real age is that of 35.3 yrs old. Interesting, since my chronological age is nearer to 45 yrs.
I figured, "not bad"! And then a shooting pain from my left knee came up to remind me that I really feel older than I am (at least in that moment!)
What other thing I found fun to think about was that as of today, I am 16,314 days old; as another way of counting from the day I manifested physically in this world.
According to this "real age" site, another point to ponder is that they predict that all things being equal, I should live 'til the age of 83.7 years. Wow! That, according to their calculations, would give me 14,500 more days to live!!!
Of course, depending on your outlook, this could be a double -edged sword (at the least). Of course, no one can "know" how long they are going to live; and my way of thinking these days doesn't dwell so much on quantity as much at quality of life. I would really rather enjoy to have much more quality of life, over a longer period of time, if I could help it. And today, I know that I can (help it).
There's nothing deep and mystical here that I am getting to. Yet the simple notion that the way you feel really determines your quality of life and that from that feeling, you may "increase" your longevity, goes to what we know as our truths: that thoughts are things, and that those "things" (thoughts) shape who and how we are!
Long, and Well, may you live!
Creating at the rhythm of my breath,
RAY
"Deciduous?"
In my willingness to play, lately, I had the chance to "be in conversation" with groups at a national mental health conference in Edmonton, Alberta. I presented WEL-systems concepts on two occasions. In the first group, I got through about 3 of the 30 or so power point slides I had prepared for our conversation (just in case). I confirmed again that time is an illusion, and that being "in time" is the best way to forget about the past and the future. In what seemed to be no time at all, an hour and 45 minutes whisped away in a conversation that had everyone's attention. I was "reassured" in some way, that those in the room were hungry for "possibility", for "what's more". The next morning, about 7 out of the 30 slides with more information on "what we are as human beings". Again, I felt the same hunger, and interest, and this was a Sunday morning session after 4 days of conferencing. Again, a two hour session whisped by and connections were made. I was convinced, and stated such in the sessions, that all I could do in the time we had was to get them curious about the weird and wonderful concepts and models I was presenting.... that had made a difference in my life...and lead them to the WEL-Systems web site!
I guess what I had noticed the most out of this experience in Edmonton was how much I really enjoy being in the conversation, leading, guiding, inviting - getting the juice flowing!
I know that I need to honor that in myself and create more spaces and places where I can have those conversations!!!
Mostly because when I'm in the conversation, I remind myself of who I am!
Next year, this same conference is planned to take place in P.E.I.
I have never been out East and aim to be there next year, at this conference, in late September.
And, I know that I cannot wait 'til then to have these conversations that are such a part of my intention in the world.
As I continue to explore how much I can develop the technical skills of drawing and painting, and writing, I know that I must also "be out there". I know that the conversations I have with myself, as fulfilling and fun as they are, do not allow me to exercise the "courage of my convictions" (for lack of a better saying...); nor do they allow my light to shine fully for others to see.
A word caught my attention on a few occasions lately and has resonance with me, in this moment. The word is "deciduous" (see title above). I looked up the definitions given to the word and held to this one: "Falling off or shed, at specific seasons, as petals or leaves".
And then I thought about my habits; of thought, feelings, routines - Beliefs/Values/attitudes.
I know that for me, each day is a new "season". Given my experience of being "in time", lately, I wonder if I can actually live like all of my life can be compressed in "this moment", this "day", and know that I can shed, with every sunrise and sunset, (hey - sounds like a breathing pattern! Doesn't it...? sunset, sunrise, sunset, sunrise....), anything that feels useless, dead, or not useful to me in the moment.
By "shedding" or allowing things to "fall off", without resisting, just "naturally", by allowing myself to choose some other "thing" that would be more in line with who I make myself out to be today, I know that my Life will be enhanced, my tree or my flower will take on new colours and "look alive"!
And so, I hope that I become "deciduous" and that my branches become bare, with each new morning, that I may grow into my renewed fullness, with each new day!
creating at the rhythm of my breath,
RAY