For some there comes a time when a second chance is given.That time then becomes a celebration of the unrecognized gifts of the past and humble gratitude for the wonder of present.
This then is a collection of reflections and comments on life,work,love and faith to be sung ,and danced to, in thanksgiving for a second chance.
Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama, Tenzin
told a group the following story that went something like this….
“I went into a green grocer
where I saw a piece of fruit that was my favorite. I knew that I would be absolutely
delighted if I purchased that piece of fruit and would be happy to taste it’s
sweetness. I had more than enough money to buy it but I left the store without
purchasing that fruit. I really didn’t need to have it so I could be happy. I
can be happy without it.”
after what seemed to be a hard few days on a business trip I returned to be
welcomed at the airport by my oldest daughter. The fatigue I had felt earlier
on the plane seemed to diminish when I saw her smile as she greeted me and
drove me to her home. There my wife and son in law seemed to be slightly frustrated,
as my half asleep two-month-old granddaughter seemed restless and whining. I
reached out and they placed the baby in my arms and within a short exhale
between whines the baby looked up and realized and noticed a new adult was now
holding her. It was Nonno! (That’s what the family fondly calls me.) Just like
that the baby smiled a smile bigger than her face could hold and quietly rested
her head on my shoulder.
daughter smiled and said, “she is so happy to see you!” I wondered about what
is this happiness that the baby is experiencing. I thought, “ What is it within
this recently created human being that sparks the flame of happiness or joy?
How can she know happiness? What is it that she is really feeling?"
have read books and heard lectures on true happiness and peace of mind but I
decided to do some research from a more scientific perspective. But after
reading pages and pages about neuroscience and oxytocins and behavioral stimuli
and such and on and on and on, I thought of what causes me to really feel
as I have found from my own experience, there is a common thread amongst all
cultures that the desire for and attachment to things often brings temporary
satisfaction but not a sustainable pure sense of happiness.
the happiness I have felt surfaced when in connection with another person, or
stimulated by a beautiful sun filled day, or the song of a morning bird, or
walk on a beach at dawn or sunset, or the sweet soothing sounds of a new or
familiar song or of course the smile of granddaughter there is something mystical,
spiritual …no, sacred that is present. Some common source that connects
everything to everything and lives in everything is that essence that fuels our happiness or
joy. That pure true happiness is love.
morning in my journal I began a litany of what fuels my spirit with joy and
happiness. I then thought of all those I know and love and who are seeking
happiness. I hope they know, as I too must often recall , that it is within us
and around us all ways.