Offering Luminaries A Place to Cultivate
Enjoy A Little Peace & Ease
While on Your Journey to Become
Who You are Meant to Be....
I have watched the movie Hector and the Search for Happiness a number of times. It illustrates how we often miss the easy opportunities to enjoy the moment. In one scene a woman traveling to see her sister after brain surgery, Hector is called to lend a hand. She speaks to him of a dream that she had where she saw at a distance a carousel loaded with all the people she loved deeply. She spoke of the beauty of seeing her loved ones enjoying themselves
as they called her to come and ride with them. Later she drew the conclusion that these were her last moments to ride along with her family, and Hector nodded in recognition that her condition most likely left her very little time. Watching this scene I imagine my loved ones and am flooded with emotion, and wonder why I miss the beauty of it all. Choosing more often to reach for the heavy emotions of resentment, frustration and stress.
Expanding upon this, if I imagine that each place we work is a carousel- can I see the workplace as a place of beauty too? Noticing how some individuals may choose to ride many different carousels during their lifetime, while others stay on one for their entire work career. When making the choice to ride a certain carousel, the choice comes from a place of newness, hope and excitement. This is a sacred moment in time where the reinvention of self is found on our first trip around the circle. From this vantage point, it is easy to see that each person encountered is a unique soul who also made the choice to step on this ride and share their life passion. Further supposing that if we all are part of the Universal fabric knitted together by Divinity, then we all are participating in each others lives for the better.
Stepping back looking at this merry-go-round move through space, we would notice some people afraid of the speed and worried that they are in danger, holding on for dear life as they herald to the group that we are doomed. Another few would be sitting on the stationary bench, just going along for the ride. Others standing in one place lacking the skills, or knowledge needed to climb to the more active seats. Another few running about talking to everyone—while little effort is put into the actual experience, instead they are trying to rally everyone around some idea or concern as they spread the gossip. Others would be stuck on a horse that no longer works, from this sitting position they continue doing the same action over and over trying to restart the mechanism that will move them up and down. Desperately wanting to have a better experience, but refusing to just step down and choose a new perspective. Others would be found jumping from one horse to another, focusing almost singularly on riding all the horses, although not connected to the overall carousel experience. A few would be riding a working horse, noticing all the people around them and choosing to offer each one what they need. Each rider activating an emotional response as they encounter one another. Finally, we would notice new people stepping onto the ride and others stepping off. Although each riders experience differs, collectively the group moves the carousel faster or slower based on the efforts of the whole.
The hidden meaning beneath this collective experience is the growth each of us experience while we ride any given merry-go round. The unique environment of each carousel- offering a experience day after day, working toward some prescribed change that this carousel reaches to achieve. From this view, it is much easier to see the gift each rider offers to the communal goal.
Why might I be able to see the true nature of the workplace from afar? Yet, when looking at this from my individual riders perspective the beauty of this gift is often lost. I recognize that I have learned a great deal about myself over these years, each unique carousel has helped define and strengthen the my internal core and what I offer to the workplace The employee I was at twenty three years old, is very different now and I am grateful for the events that lead to this change. I can recall each person that pushed my buttons-now years later as a gift and I know that I have unknowingly played the same role for others.
If this is true- and if we are all choosing our workplace as the vehicle that moves us toward our souls growth, can I practice daily being more aware that my place of employment is a gift?
I might easily answer that of course I can practice this point of view with all the people that I enjoy working with. But the individuals I have difficulty with, are they equally a gift? I suppose the answer to this question is more rhetorical in nature and answered by each rider alone.
Even so, perhaps a few moments a day in contemplation of the wonder of our carousel can provide each of us a quick connection with our daily Divine gifts.
Grand Design: If I agree that I am choosing from my souls perspective to experience my current workplace, and that the gift of these work relationships is to learn about myself. I can choose moment by moment to connect with Divinity and notice the loving care offered to my soul in these situations, I can put my shoulders down and laugh at the beauty of the experience.
Ritual of Me:. For a few moments each day I will look for the beauty in the gifts found in my workplace. Spending time in recognition that relevance and meaning is found in knowing that each rider at their core are moving through time growing alongside me, not intentionally working against me. In this frame of mind I will find peace and ease.
Please share with me your thoughts on the image of your amusement ride.
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