<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:59:16.309-08:00</updated><category term='defensive'/><category term='animals'/><category term='value'/><category term='spiritual practice'/><category term='hard to hear messages'/><category term='domination'/><category term='poem'/><category term='थिंकिंग'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='connection'/><category term='restorative circles'/><category term='congregation'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='death'/><category term='guilt'/><category term='sufi'/><category term='strategy'/><category term='non-violence'/><category term='Change'/><category term='Blame'/><category term='covenant'/><category term='honesty'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='unitarian universalism'/><category term='hope'/><category term='presence'/><category term='meditation'/><category term='truth'/><category term='self-acceptance'/><category term='Gandhi'/><category term='feedback'/><category term='conversations'/><category term='एमोतिओंस'/><category term='desire'/><category term='action'/><category term='bird'/><category term='tolerance'/><category term='wish'/><category term='anger'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='interconnection'/><category term='protective use of force'/><category term='suffering'/><category term='Empathy'/><category term='ethical eating'/><category term='confusion'/><category term='observation'/><category term='healing'/><category term='Islam'/><category term='racism'/><category term='choice'/><category term='judgement'/><category term='workshop'/><category term='peace'/><category term='acceptance'/><category term='politics'/><category term='justice'/><category term='violence'/><category term='dream'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='trainings'/><category term='labels'/><category term='joy'/><category term='faith'/><category term='mourning'/><category term='heart'/><category term='compassion'/><category term='hafiz'/><category term='time'/><category term='complaint'/><category term='mary oliver'/><category term='conflict'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='economics'/><category term='energy'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='kindness'/><category term='enemy'/><category term='environmental justice'/><category term='retreat'/><category term='Needs'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='belonging'/><category term='power'/><category term='listen'/><category term='gender'/><category term='demand'/><category term='components'/><category term='fear'/><category term='love'/><category term='questions'/><category term='request'/><category term='judgment'/><category term='breath'/><category term='wildlife'/><category term='unity'/><title type='text'>Beyond Wrongdoing and Rightdoing</title><subtitle type='html'>Compassionate Communication Consciousness and
Nonviolent Communication</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-3238831968630677050</id><published>2011-10-21T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T15:35:49.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='components'/><title type='text'>Occupy Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sztv0PttNJw/TqHzmai6F1I/AAAAAAAAAxE/2TW80igYRbQ/s1600/wallstreetposter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sztv0PttNJw/TqHzmai6F1I/AAAAAAAAAxE/2TW80igYRbQ/s320/wallstreetposter.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;The news is all abuzz with the sit in protests that started a month ago in New York City known as "Occupy Wall Street."&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They sparked movements all over the world, and they have even come to our small town for the past 10 days.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The occupiers &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;speak of being part of the 99% whose lives are being negatively impacted by 1% of the population who control resources.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Some of the complaints I have heard about this movement is that they are not clear in what they want, or how to get there.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In Nonviolent Communication speak, they have not made clear and doable requests, or at least that the media has reported.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Requests though are only one component of nonviolent communication.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Other components are observations, feelings, and needs.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What is happening in the streets is a widespread emotional response to global and local economies that that are heavily directed at serving those with power and control, and not at human flourishing as a whole.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I believe it is important for people, as individuals or as a community, to give full reign to the emotions in their bodies, for in this way they might discern what their needs might be. Out of this connection can arise results.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But we need to allow spaciousness for feelings and needs to arise, such as what is happening all over the world.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I imagine that the gathered feel anger and frustration for they so long for equality and fairness, as well as health for earth and her beings.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Looking at the reports of the crowds, and in some cases, the small gatherings around the world, what feelings come up for you when you think of our economic and environmental situation?&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What needs come up that correspond with these feelings?&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Allowing yourself spaciousness and time, are there any requests you would make of yourself or others?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Part of allowing yourself spaciousness is to watch the "should" talk. Are you telling yourself that you should be protesting yourself instead of attending to your daily concerns?&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Perhaps you are thinking of what the protesters should be doing, or the people against whom they are protesting?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Should language is telling a story that leads us away from our feelings and connecting with our needs, and the needs of others. It places a demand on how others should act, instead of inviting them into a place of connecting to your needs and theirs, which is life serving.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;If you have a sense of "shoulding" I invite you to consider this exercise.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Think for a&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;moment where you are "shoulding" on others or yourself.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Breathe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;What are you feeling?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Breathe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;What are you current needs?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Breathe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;What request, if any, would you make of yourself and others?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;For myself this little exercise of breathing in between NVC components adds spaciousness and more lightness to my body. Heck, even describing this exercise now to you added to my sense of connecting to life by thinking of needs, and experiencing the living energy of needs. It helped me occupy life more fully.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;What helps you occupy life?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-3238831968630677050?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3238831968630677050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2011/10/occupy-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3238831968630677050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3238831968630677050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2011/10/occupy-life.html' title='Occupy Life'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sztv0PttNJw/TqHzmai6F1I/AAAAAAAAAxE/2TW80igYRbQ/s72-c/wallstreetposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-4269241025307054942</id><published>2011-03-03T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T06:16:05.072-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='request'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mary oliver'/><title type='text'>Loving the Complaint and the Demand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Percy Wakes Me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Mary Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Percy wakes me and I am not ready...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Now he's eager for action:&amp;nbsp; a walk, then breakfast....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;He is sitting on the kitchen counter where he is not supposed to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;How wonderful you are, I say. How clever, if you needed me, to wake me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;He thought he would hear a lecture and deeply&amp;nbsp; his eyes begin to shine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;He tumbles onto the couch for more compliments.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;He squirms and squeals; he has done something that he needed and now he hears that it's okay.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I scratch his ears, I turn him over and touch him everywhere.&amp;nbsp; He is&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;wild with the okayness of it.&amp;nbsp; Then we walk, then he gas has breakfast, and he is happy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;This is a poem about Percy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;This is a poem about more than Percy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Think about it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In my spiritual practice of nonviolent communication I often struggle with accepting with ease the complaints of others.&amp;nbsp; When I first hear what they want, often expressed as a demand, or worse, as whining, I don't have much empathy for others or for myself. &amp;nbsp;It's also hard for me to get in touch with my gratitude that they let me know what was going on for them, for I know that when someone asks something of me, often in a an unskillful way, they are just letting me know what would make their life wonderful.&amp;nbsp; This is such a great gift, but so frequently I am reluctant to open the gift to appreciate how life flows through them.&amp;nbsp; Instead I have "shoulds" going on in my story telling brain, "Why can't they think of anyone else but themselves?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Reading this poem today, I sense a break through, a vision.&amp;nbsp; People around me are like bounding Percies, inviting me to make their life wonderful.&amp;nbsp; How lovely for them, and for me, if I could reply in word, thought, and action so that they could know how wonderful they are and the okayness of their needs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Oh how our lives might shine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Though we may not be ready, may we awake to this possibility today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;To whom would you like to communicate "okayness?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-4269241025307054942?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4269241025307054942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2011/03/loving-complaint-and-demand.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4269241025307054942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4269241025307054942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2011/03/loving-complaint-and-demand.html' title='Loving the Complaint and the Demand'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-3603490396953897330</id><published>2011-01-21T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T06:47:34.221-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environmental justice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ethical eating'/><title type='text'>Compassionate Communication for All Beings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TTmcMM2pRWI/AAAAAAAAAuE/n_SkXswmJes/s1600/Edited+PR+CC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TTmcMM2pRWI/AAAAAAAAAuE/n_SkXswmJes/s320/Edited+PR+CC.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Dr. Ursula Aragunde Kohl, me and participants at the CC Workshop in Puerto Rico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Last weekend I was in Puerto Rico offering two separate workshops on Compassionate Communication. One was to the &lt;a href="http://www.lafeberconservationwildlife.com/?p=942"&gt;Puerto Rican Parrot Recovery Project&lt;/a&gt; and the other to a conglomeration of animal welfare, social services, and faith organizations in San Juan.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This was the first time I had chosen to concentrate on organizations that deal with nonhuman animals.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My goal in so doing was to support and nourish the humans so that they in turn could help all beings flourish.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;In my home faith tradition, Unitarian Universalism I am also gearing up to offer workshops in Compassionate Communication to those interested in the interweaving justice issues that include nonhuman animals.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I will do this as part of the &lt;a href="http://www.uuam.org/reverence.php"&gt;Reverence for Life Program&lt;/a&gt; that the &lt;a href="http://www.uuam.org/"&gt;Unitarian Universalist Animal Ministry&lt;/a&gt; is offering our congregations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now is the time to struggle with how we covenant with earth and her beings as our association of congregations deals with the Study Action Item: Ethical Eating and Environmental Justice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the last few weeks congregations and list serves have been abuzz with commenting on the&lt;a href="http://www.uua.org/socialjustice/issuesprocess/currentissues/ethicaleating/172671.shtml"&gt; Draft Statement of Conscience&lt;/a&gt; that deals with this compelling and complex topic.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Comments on the draft are due February 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; and we as an association will vote on the final draft at General Assembly in June, 2011.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;How shall we come up with a statement that includes the wide diversity of who we are and yet challenges us to hold the needs of all species ever more tenderly?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;My response to this question, at both the workshops and to my fellow Unitarian Universalists is this:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;It’s important to think of how animals feel and suffer, how their evolution has brought them to where they are , and what they are thinking as we research how their brains work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yet, we can never know what is “best” in the morass of ethical vagueness that cloaks humanity.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Let this complexity be not a death shroud for any.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Instead, let us lift up the few things we can know:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;All beings have needs that connect us in an interdependent web of inherent worth and dignity&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We can bring kindness to every moment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Everything is a practice ground for the skills of compassion.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;May this be our prayer in intention, word, and action in the months to come.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-3603490396953897330?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3603490396953897330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2011/01/compassionate-communication-for-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3603490396953897330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3603490396953897330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2011/01/compassionate-communication-for-all.html' title='Compassionate Communication for All Beings'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TTmcMM2pRWI/AAAAAAAAAuE/n_SkXswmJes/s72-c/Edited+PR+CC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-3549136935083196333</id><published>2010-12-07T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T11:42:15.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>A Fragile World Order</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TP6OB9UxcrI/AAAAAAAAAs8/4yL-8T81pFA/s1600/265902-wikileaks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TP6OB9UxcrI/AAAAAAAAAs8/4yL-8T81pFA/s320/265902-wikileaks.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;In the last few weeks we have heard plenty about the WikiLeaks and the appropriateness of exposing 250,000 diplomatic cables.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was struck by the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/11/30/opinion/30brooks.html"&gt;response by David Brooks&lt;/a&gt;, commentator for the New York Times.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After reading the cables he said, "Israeli and Arab diplomats can be seen reacting sympathetically and realistically towards one another. The Americans in the cables are generally savvy and honest. . .We depend on these conversations for the limited order we enjoy every day."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;I couldn't agree more.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Now just imagine if these conversations&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;were full of no difference between wrongdoing and rightdoing. What if the needs of "enemies" were as equally valued as those of "friends?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What if we ran our world order on an economy of equally valued needs, and not brokerage of power and resources?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;If we humans can produce such understanding &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;as Mr. Brooks sees in these people who are in the midst of such power and politics, imagine what we might do with a nonviolent consciousness running through the diplomatic corps?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Yes, it's fragile now, but in my alternate scenario, it would be flourishing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-3549136935083196333?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3549136935083196333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/12/fragile-world-order.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3549136935083196333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3549136935083196333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/12/fragile-world-order.html' title='A Fragile World Order'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TP6OB9UxcrI/AAAAAAAAAs8/4yL-8T81pFA/s72-c/265902-wikileaks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-794176030211993643</id><published>2010-12-03T19:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T19:24:59.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Holiday Telephone Seminar - Giving Your Relationships the Gift of Presence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I will be introducing the basics of NVC through exploration of our relationships and how we might be totally present. As many of us come into the winter holidays, we may find ourselves triggered by those for whom we care. By tapping into the consciousness of being present to needs, we may cultivate the art of "choice" and hence liberate and ourselves from past behavior patterns that disconnect and distance us from others in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Friday 17, December, 7 - 8:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Let me know if you plan to attend so I can send you the call in information and the handout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-794176030211993643?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/794176030211993643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-holiday-telephone-seminar-giving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/794176030211993643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/794176030211993643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-holiday-telephone-seminar-giving.html' title='Winter Holiday Telephone Seminar - Giving Your Relationships the Gift of Presence'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-2173364301750322827</id><published>2010-11-17T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T08:34:50.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strategy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><title type='text'>Bounding Out on New Paths</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TOQD_93r7lI/AAAAAAAAAps/cQcYKl8hwf8/s1600/7-wonders---Igloo-771024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TOQD_93r7lI/AAAAAAAAAps/cQcYKl8hwf8/s320/7-wonders---Igloo-771024.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;In the Pasture&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mary Oliver&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;In the first day of snow, when the white curtain of winter began to stream down,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The house where I lived grew distant and at first it seemed imperative to hurry home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;But later, not much later, I began to see that soft snowbound house as I would always remember it,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;And I would linger a long time in the pasture turning &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;circles, staring&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;At all the crisp, exciting, snow-filled roads that led away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Memories are inconclusive. With each recall, our brains change the version of the previous until we cannot know for sure what happened.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We can only know how we interpret events of the past in the present moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Given this, it does seem as if we can change the past. For we have today to place a shroud of memory over our regrets, our misgivings, or our loss.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We can let go of the stories of disconnection or hyperindividualism and infuse our stories with the meaning of interdependence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;For instance, perhaps you recall a time when a friend said or did something that resulted in harm to you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Each time you bring up that pain or discomfort from the past, you augment your judgment about the friend, yourself, or the human species as a whole.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You withdraw from that relationships or close your heart to them and to yourself.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is like burrowing into a cold house where you wish for life to be different .&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Looking out of the frosted windows of our heart, you spin fantasizes of how it should be.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Today though let go of blame and instead see how you are the other person.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There is no wrongdoing or right doing from the perspective of the pasture, only a field where we see the beauty that is the world, is also each of us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We each choose strategies to meet the same beautiful needs of love, connection, and community. Some of these strategies are more skillful and produce more benefits than harm. Other strategies are disasters.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Regardless, beauty dwells in each of us and motivates our actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;With this in mind, we open up new possibilities of choices in our relationships. Perhaps you will choose to call your friend, or to be at peace with what happened.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are neither victim nor evil perpetrator. We are each other and this beautiful world, and we can choose how to act from this day forward. We may take roads that &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;lead away from memories that bind us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;When have you seen a memory change over time? &amp;nbsp;Has this served you well?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-2173364301750322827?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2173364301750322827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/11/bounding-out-on-new-paths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/2173364301750322827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/2173364301750322827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/11/bounding-out-on-new-paths.html' title='Bounding Out on New Paths'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TOQD_93r7lI/AAAAAAAAAps/cQcYKl8hwf8/s72-c/7-wonders---Igloo-771024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-8359084862672542139</id><published>2010-11-10T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:45:42.106-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restorative circles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strategy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justice'/><title type='text'>Restorative Circles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TNraNRirhlI/AAAAAAAAApo/VbvMJBGuvYg/s1600/restorative-justice-468x291.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TNraNRirhlI/AAAAAAAAApo/VbvMJBGuvYg/s320/restorative-justice-468x291.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A few weeks ago I attended a workshop on &lt;a href="http://www.restorativecircles.org/"&gt;Restorative Circles&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This practice, if I could sum it up in one sentence seems to be about this; we’re going to fight anyway, so let’s make a place for conflict to happen with an intention to value the needs of all people.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The inciting incident that calls together a circle is not cause for dehumanizing another. It is a just a strategy that one person choose to meet a universal need that all humans share.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The circle gathers so that we might see what harm came from the incident, and through telling our stories, find a way to rehumanize each other – that is, to get at the value and meaning underlying the harmful strategies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The hope is that if we can see that there is a positive motivation behind all actions, we might find the space to formulate restorative actions plans to heal wounds, and change behavior patterns.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Though only my first exposure to Restorative Circles, I see how it is a natural “next step” for the practice of Nonviolent Communication. These circles, founded on the consciousness of peace, compassion, and justice as we see in NVC, offer a structure for changing organizations and societies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The scope is beyond the individual level, for integrated in the restorative theory is that all humans within a society are impacted by conflict, and hence, “responsible” in that as receivers of conflict, we each have a choice on how to act.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To not act is also a choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I choose to act for restoration, healing, and change.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A restorative circle, however, takes place within a restorative system.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So my individual choice is not enough.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I need a community that elects to journey with me as we commit together for restorative justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now the question before me and perhaps before you as well is this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Which community?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My family?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My congregation or association of congregations (Unitarian Universalist Association)?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The town in which I live? The readers of this blog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As Dominic Barter, the founder of this system said while in Atlanta, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"&lt;/span&gt;Why ruin a good question with an answer.?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I ponder on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Which community might you choose for restorative work?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-8359084862672542139?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8359084862672542139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/11/restorative-circles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8359084862672542139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8359084862672542139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/11/restorative-circles.html' title='Restorative Circles'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TNraNRirhlI/AAAAAAAAApo/VbvMJBGuvYg/s72-c/restorative-justice-468x291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-5188708059812270802</id><published>2010-10-27T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T16:27:23.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>Upcoming NVC Retreat in Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;TOTAL PRESENCE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Where the inner work and the outer work meet and merge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Friday December 17, 6pm - Sunday December 19, 1pm, 2010&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Gainesville Retreat Center&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A weekend retreat combining the wisdom and practice of Zen Buddhism and Nonviolent Communication&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;From &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;presence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; flows greater compassion for all beings. In &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;presence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, we nourish our spirits so that all life may flourish.  This retreat offers guidance and sustenance for your inner work, empowering you to be totally present to the reality of relationships, humanity, and earth. Such presence helps heal our world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The retreat will introduce:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;·&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the basics of Nonviolent Communication;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;·&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;meditation practice in the Zen tradition;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;·&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the mutual interdependence of “inner” work and “outer” relationship work.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Together we will share sitting and walking meditation, floating meditation (there's a heated pool), and nature meditation. Interspersed throughout the weekend will be time for individual reflection and journaling, as well as group learning in both NVC and Zen Buddhism. A more detailed schedule and directions will be mailed at a later date.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;Retreat Leaders: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span&gt; Revv. Meredith Garmon and LoraKim Joyner (Unitarian Univeraslist)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Meredith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;is senior minister of the Unitarian Universalist Fellowship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;of Gainesville, a Zen practitioner for 9 years,           &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and a senior student                                               &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sanbo Kyodan Zen school                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sanbo Kyodan Zen school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;LoraKim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; is a UU minister who has served in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;congregations in Raleigh, NC; El Paso, TX; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Gainesville, FL and is a Certified Trainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;in Nonviolent Communication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(based on Marshall Rosenberg's work and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Center for Nonviolent Communication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;www.cnvc.org)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;                                                                                                                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Location:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Gainesville Retreat Center&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Friday at 6 p.m. (begins with dinner) until Sunday at noon (ends with lunch).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Accommodations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; The retreat center is a converted large home on over 100 acres near Newnan Lake. The home beds 12 people in a dormitory style setting. Meals are simple, but ample and delicious vegetarian. We have space for 25 people at the retreat. You may choose other lodging or commute during the day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Costs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Two nights lodging with all meals:  $120 double, $160 single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;              Daytrippers:  2 lunches, 2 dinners: $65&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Registration:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; To register, email LoraKim with your intention to attend. To reserve your spot, send a check to LoraKim.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.84px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;dline: December 1, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.84px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;amoloros@juno.com, 352-375-8531, 3109 NW 35th Terrace, Gainesville, FL 32605&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-5188708059812270802?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5188708059812270802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/10/upcoming-nvc-retreat-in-florida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5188708059812270802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5188708059812270802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/10/upcoming-nvc-retreat-in-florida.html' title='Upcoming NVC Retreat in Florida'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-6832068239328133366</id><published>2010-10-10T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T16:40:51.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trainings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><title type='text'>Empathy 101 - President Obama and Clinton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TLJO6G-auII/AAAAAAAAApA/m5SK-wQsjHQ/s1600/4cab97a416082.image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TLJO6G-auII/AAAAAAAAApA/m5SK-wQsjHQ/s320/4cab97a416082.image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526566452948809858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last weekend I facilitated a Nonviolent Communication training hosted by the Unitarian Universalist Congregation of Miami and just yesterday I was at the UUA Midsouth District Healthy Congregation Meeting where I facilitated NVC during a 4 hour workshop.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I've got empathy and honesty on the brain, and some very lovely and dedicated people in my heart.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Part of the way I conduct seminars is to role play with participants so they can keep their hearts open in order to empathize with others, and with themselves. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The goal is to not get into "thinking" and "defending" your position, but to offer empathy to the other if you feel they need it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This takes practice to do, because we so often think that if the other person just understood our position, they would do what we want. Clarity is always a good thing, however, people who need empathy often aren't able to hear explanations and requests.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So we practice empathy, empathy, empathy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just this week there was an editorial cartoon in the Gainesville Sun with President Clinton teaching empathy to President Obama.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I imagined myself role playing with Obama in this scenario.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would coach him by saying he started off well by checking in with the feelings of Clinton.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His next step would then to be to link feelings with universal needs instead of going into explanations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For instance, he might have said, "I'm guessing that you are anxious and frustrated, because you really long for empathy and an authentic connection with me. Is this right?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To which, in my role play I would say as President Clinton. "Yes, I'm frustrated, but it's because you talk so much about empathy without really doing it. We are losing our democratic majority.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Can't you just connect to the people?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To which Obama, in my dreams, would reply, "You long for mutual empowerment in the government, with me, so that we can bring about a country where all people, and all beings, flourish.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want that too. Would you be willing to bring in an NVC facilitator so that me and my staff can keep our hearts open so that the needs of all are on the table, without making enemy images of those who have different strategies?"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In my dream that night, I really did dream of Obama. He was unsure at first, and then broke out laughing and was joyful with me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I awoke wondering if somehow we had gotten empathy from me, and so was able to connect to this heart, and to all hearts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;May the healing power of empathy be his and yours this day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-6832068239328133366?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6832068239328133366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/10/empathy-101-president-obama-and-clinton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6832068239328133366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6832068239328133366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/10/empathy-101-president-obama-and-clinton.html' title='Empathy 101 - President Obama and Clinton'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TLJO6G-auII/AAAAAAAAApA/m5SK-wQsjHQ/s72-c/4cab97a416082.image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-6144628147325881034</id><published>2010-09-24T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T07:13:54.601-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='request'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>There is More Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TJyyGZxZrqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/aQp4V8fMScc/s1600/heart+sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TJyyGZxZrqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/aQp4V8fMScc/s320/heart+sun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520483066316435106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Recently I attended a retreat of Unitarian Universalists of Mississippi.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were speaking of the joys and sorrows in our lives as a theme for the weekend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Out of sharing of stories and experiences we discovered a trend. The source of our pain is also the source of our joy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For instance, if we are feeling disconnected in relationships, it is because we long for connection.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our feelings of sorrow or discomfort aren't the fault of someone else, the society, or our species.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are responsible for our own feelings, which tell us what our deep longings are.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Other examples include the loss of a relationship or someone who has died. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We ache for love and intimacy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So how do we "fix" our longings?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If we long for love, and there isn't enough of it and we feel lonely or sad, then, quite simply, the "fix" is more love.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We can't control the behavior of another, but each of us, even just for one second or one breath, can get in touch with our deepest longings of love, for example, and bring more love into the world by shifting from blame of others or ourselves into just being love and thinking love.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As the hymn goes, there is more love, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;somewhere, and it is inside each of us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, here's the fix, simple in concept, but difficult to follow through on.. Thank goodness we have one another for support and to practice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What are you feeling now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. Identify what you long for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Breathe in and connect to this longing without judgment of others or yourself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Find a way to bring about what you long for in yourself and in your relationships.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-6144628147325881034?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6144628147325881034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/09/there-is-more-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6144628147325881034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6144628147325881034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/09/there-is-more-love.html' title='There is More Love'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TJyyGZxZrqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/aQp4V8fMScc/s72-c/heart+sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-703146887480085921</id><published>2010-09-02T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T05:10:40.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strategy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><title type='text'>Letting Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life is such an onion, as is the work of Compassionate Communication. Just when I think I "get" that there is freedom in letting go of strategies, I realize that there are deeper layers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I discover that I have much, much more to let go of.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For instance, I had chosen to lose a significant amount of weight a few years ago so that I could move more easily and with less pain.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My goal was to be able to conduct field research in the tropics, and the extra weight was aggravating my arthritic knee, not to mention causing difficulty when carrying packs in hot and humid conditions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was successful because I concentrated on the needs of health and contribution, and not on the feelings and thoughts that brought up shame and guilt.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What I am finding out now is that having a "fit body" for me had turned into just one more strategy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Furthermore, contributing to field research and avian conservation became a strategy to meet my needs for mattering. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;These strategies were threatening to cage me and limit my choices.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I am working on &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;letting go of these as strategies. In so doing, I find that I have more joy in life in this moment, and in fact, feel that I have greater choice and freedom to meet the needs of the moment that ultimately matter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Perhaps I'll gain weight and have to give up field research due to age and arthritis, however, by letting go of those "have to strategies" I might find a world of possibility opening up to me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where do you hold tight onto a strategy, only to find that this does not contribute to life in the way you had hoped?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-703146887480085921?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/703146887480085921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/09/letting-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/703146887480085921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/703146887480085921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/09/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-4194622884324352504</id><published>2010-08-22T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T06:24:58.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strategy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conflict'/><title type='text'>Seeing Conflict from a Bird's Eye View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/THEjWBKnhCI/AAAAAAAAAoM/cZ47Dh0vbR4/s1600/DSC_5944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/THEjWBKnhCI/AAAAAAAAAoM/cZ47Dh0vbR4/s320/DSC_5944.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508222680427889698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nancy Burke Loving a Hundred Year Old Amazon Parrot in her Home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;I have recently returned from several weeks of being among bird people, attending bird veterinarian conferences, bird breeding conferences, avian veterinary clinics, and pet bird owners of flocks. There was a time when I could not have spent enjoyable time amongst them, for I thought they were "wrong" for keeping wild birds in captivity.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Through the deep work of Compassionate Communication I have learned to see that these people are not wrong, nor am I.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Life flows through them just as it does me, striving to bring appreciation, beauty, companionship, and nurturing to their lives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; They love birds, I love birds. I care for birds, they care for birds.  The difference is, and the potential conflict is, that they&lt;/span&gt; choose to do so by keeping birds in cages in their homes, or treating captive birds in their clinics, while I choose to work with wild parrots in Latin America.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our strategies differ, but we are interdependent with one another, not separate, but worthy and lovely.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We share life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because I appreciate our common humanity and might empathize with them, I can be among them, and even more important to me, love them for who they are and keep my heart open to the beauty that is their lives.  Striving to relate through common needs does not mean that I do not mourn their strategies. Indeed, after several weeks of being among captive birds and hearing of their hard lives in captivity, I am ready for a break.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My heart hurts to witness such suffering.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This also doesn't mean that I don't tell others what is going on in my heart.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Indeed there were many such discussions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In that sharing, my aching heart does find relief, for at the level of universal needs, of mattering and seeing that other species matter, we were able to connect.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;By seeing our discomfort as being at the level of strategy, and not at the level of universal needs, we find ways to empathize with one another, support one another, and hopefully&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;help one another see that we matter so that we can work in ways together that reflect the needs of all beings.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where do you disengage from others because your strategies differ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-4194622884324352504?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4194622884324352504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/08/seeing-conflict-from-birds-eye-view.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4194622884324352504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4194622884324352504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/08/seeing-conflict-from-birds-eye-view.html' title='Seeing Conflict from a Bird&apos;s Eye View'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/THEjWBKnhCI/AAAAAAAAAoM/cZ47Dh0vbR4/s72-c/DSC_5944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-3197959655787809756</id><published>2010-08-11T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:23:48.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Now Is The Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 18px; font-family:'tahoma Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I stopped the car and ran back and across the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;and picked up the box turtle, who only&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;hissed and withdrew herself into her pretty shell.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Well, goodness, it was early in the morning, not too much traffic.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Rather an adventure than a risk, and anyway&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;who would give aid to such a shy citizen?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Who wouldn't complete the journey for it, taking it of course&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;in the direction of its desire: a pinewoods&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;where, as I learned, the blueberries ripen early.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Probably she had thought, in the middle of the night-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Ah, it's time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sometimes I think our own lives are watched over like that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Out of the mystery of the hours and the days&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Something says-Let's give this one a little trial.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Let's say, put a turtle in the road she's traveling on, and&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;in a hurry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Let's see how her life is measuring up, that lucky girl.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;So much happiness, so much good fortune. Ah, it's time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The Measure - by Mary Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Not even a month ago coming back from a day swimming in the springs on my birthday my spouse and I moved a large female gopher tortoise from the middle of the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;We took a little risk to scamper quickly to save such a precious life along a fast paced road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;That same month we moved a box turtle as well into safety. Yet, in our own yard, a small girl tortoise I found dead, smashed by an exiting car in our own driveway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;We live at the end of a dirt road in the woods, and it seemed such a rare thing that tortoise just happened to be in the wrong place and the wrong time. She was not as lucky as the other two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Maybe that's why we humans stay within our shells and do not travel about or journey from our sameness and tameness into wild sacredness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;In the night a dream comes to us and with the sun's rising we feel perky with possibility. Then what happens?&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Somewhere along the line we falsely intuit that we don't measure up, or other's don't, or reality doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't you think that it's time to cross that road and get into that field beyond wrongdoing and rightdoing?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Now is the time to know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;That all that you do is sacred.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Now is the time to understand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;That all your ideas of right and wrong&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Were just a child's training wheels&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;To be laid aside&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;When you finally live&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;With veracity&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;And love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Now is the time for the world to know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;That every thought and action is sacred.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;This is the time for you to compute the impossibility&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;That there is anything&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;But Grace.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Now is the season to know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;That everything you do&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Is sacred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Hafiz, A Sufi Poet&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;  font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;What might you do or where might you go if you knew that everything you do is sacred?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-3197959655787809756?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3197959655787809756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/08/now-is-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3197959655787809756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3197959655787809756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/08/now-is-time.html' title='Now Is The Time'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-2295206241562910363</id><published>2010-08-04T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:14:45.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Holding Bejamin - Holding Each Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TFn0VNerryI/AAAAAAAAAn8/jkco-ABPkP8/s1600/dog-raccoon+love+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TFn0VNerryI/AAAAAAAAAn8/jkco-ABPkP8/s320/dog-raccoon+love+(5).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501697065042554658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Holding Benjamin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;A Poem By Mary Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;August 2, 2010&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;No use to tell him that he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And the raccoon are brothers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;You have your soft ideas about nature,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;He has others,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And they are full of his&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;White teeth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And lip that curls, sometimes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Horribly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;You love this earnest dog,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;But also you admire the raccoon&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And Lord help you in your place&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Of hope and improbables.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;To the black-masked gray one:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Run! You say Run! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;You say and just as urgently, to the dog:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Stay!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And he won’t or he will,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Depending on more things than I could name.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;He’s sure he’s right&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And you, so tangled in your mind,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Are wrong,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Though patient and pacific.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And you are downcast.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And it’s his eyes, not yours,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;That are clear and bright.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;I once read an article about the violence between siblings.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Brothers can pound horribly on one another – it is their way. So when I think of the raccoon and dog as brothers, and also caught in a terrible predator – prey cycle, I think of course, it is their way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I think of the human companion who feels the suffering of the one, and the responsibility of the other, and ultimately shame and guilt plays tag with acceptance for what is our way – to be complex social creatures who navigate in confusion the harm that we interconnected siblings inflict upon one another.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We want there to be a right way and because we cannot discern how to meet everyone’s needs, we feel inadequate.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if we could move beyond wrongdoing and rightdoing as Rumi suggests in his poem?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and right doing,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;There is a field.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;I will meet you there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Ideas, language, even the phrase each other doesn’t make sense.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;We could lie down in that field and play, and as we rubbed our noses in the fresh dirt and smelled the flowers, our hands would linger upon a half-buried bone, a sign of the carnage of our past and of our future.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;My prayer is that we do not run from that field, but stay engaged with reality and one another – no wrong doing, no right doing, but sure as heck a lot of pain and discomfort.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My eyes are bright with living this possibility well, of helping each other hold awareness and acceptance of not a soft nature, but of a terribly beautiful whole and hard nature.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Do you think that predation and prey is an inevitable cycle in our lives; or, can we use our evolution possibility to support collaboration even more than competition?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-2295206241562910363?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2295206241562910363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/08/holding-bejamin-holding-each-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/2295206241562910363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/2295206241562910363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/08/holding-bejamin-holding-each-other.html' title='Holding Bejamin - Holding Each Other'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TFn0VNerryI/AAAAAAAAAn8/jkco-ABPkP8/s72-c/dog-raccoon+love+(5).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-3854921615716029469</id><published>2010-07-24T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T12:12:23.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mary oliver'/><title type='text'>The Bleeding Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TEs7DU68ZXI/AAAAAAAAAnI/5u-d-P5lHqU/s1600/bleeding_heart_pink_single+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TEs7DU68ZXI/AAAAAAAAAnI/5u-d-P5lHqU/s320/bleeding_heart_pink_single+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497552698477405554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family:'tahoma Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://yearsrisingmaryoliver.blogspot.com/2010/07/bleeding-heart.html" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 153, 136); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The Bleeding Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mary Oliver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-header"&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 1em; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12pt;color:black;"&gt;I know a bleeding-heart plant that has thrived for sixty years if not more, and has never missed a spring without rising and spreading itself into a glossy bush, with many small red hearts dangling.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Don't you think that deserves a little thought? The woman who planted it has been gone for a long time, and everyone who saw it in that time has also died or moved away and so, like so many stories, this one can't get finished properly.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Most things that are important, have you noticed, lack a certain neatness.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;More delicious, anyway, is to remember my grandmother's pleasure when the dissolve of winter was over and the green knobs appeared and began to rise, and to create their many hearts. One would say she was a simple woman, made happy by simple things. I think this was true. And more than once, in my long life, I have wished to be her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12pt;color:black;"&gt;Once upon a time there were a humanoid people whose heart's cycled with the seasons. In the winter, their hearts shrunk to the size of a raison.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The cold snows echoed their cool souls and empty faces.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Come the spring their hearts began to grow and by summer would be so big that you could see them beating through their skin, emitting a pink glow around their chests. All summer long they would forget their work and their worries, and spend their days laughing in the rivers and ponds, embraced by life, love, and one another. Their favorite past time was to press their chests against one another and see how long their hearts could beat in perfect synchronization. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Come fall they held on to each other's hands as if it was the last time ever.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And of course it would be, at least until the following spring.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Why do I wish I were they?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12pt;color:black;"&gt;This longing, wishing to live with an open heart with others, no matter how much it bleeds, is the art of compassionate communication consciousness.  For out of the longing, and the mourning for those long dark times of perceived separation, comes the blooming of new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12pt;color:black;"&gt;How does your heart wax and wane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-3854921615716029469?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3854921615716029469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/07/bleeding-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3854921615716029469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3854921615716029469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/07/bleeding-heart.html' title='The Bleeding Heart'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TEs7DU68ZXI/AAAAAAAAAnI/5u-d-P5lHqU/s72-c/bleeding_heart_pink_single+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-8775394283307337082</id><published>2010-07-07T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T10:35:25.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interconnection'/><title type='text'>Fiddling While Rome Burns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TDS6eVn-quI/AAAAAAAAAmw/WNjKYzx0kCM/s1600/DSC_5338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TDS6eVn-quI/AAAAAAAAAmw/WNjKYzx0kCM/s320/DSC_5338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491218876035148514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:15.8333px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; My booth next to Trapper boot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;h&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We need an inclusive movement and need to eliminate anything that stands in the way of that.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These were words during the presentation, “Fiddling While Rome Burns,” given by Shane Mahoney &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the plenary speaker for the International Congress of Conservation Biology. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I couldn’t agree with him more. In fact, my efforts in conservation in the last decade have been committed to finding ways to support the human dimensions of conservation so that we can get along, not just for greater satisfaction and sustainability on conservation teams, but for the sake of all life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The earth needs us now, not some time in the distant future when we might decide to work with others who are different from us, or who think of wildlife differently.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;A pertinent and timely example of this comes from the placement of the Lafeber Conservation and Wildlife booth at this conference.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am on “Trapper Row.” On my aisle of the exhibit hall are 3 trapper organizations and one safari group.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just to my left are the skins of lynx, wolf, beaver, and wolverine and examples of many kinds of leg traps.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The most common question I get from people who pass by is not “what do you do,” or “what is Emeraid,” but “how do you feel being next to trappers?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s a good question, I tell the people, and then they proceed to give me their views. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The thought is that trappers don’t have a place in true compassionate conservation solutions. I have also talked to the trappers on my row.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They say they love the animals and their habitats, and want the same things I do – sustainability, diversity, and abundance.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yet, our strategies are so very different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Though the strategy of trapping brings up pain for me, if I think that I do not share the same universal needs as the trappers, then I won’t be able to empathize with them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I can’t empathize with them, then we won’t be able to see each other as belonging on this planet, belonging at the table, and belonging at the conference.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shane ended his talk by saying that we are human because of the different other and that in all of us is some part of God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Without talking to him about this I can’t be sure what he means. What he says to me is this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Though my heart aches to imagine the suffering and stress of an animal bound in a leg trap, I will not close my heart to that pain and that conversation with the different other. For if I close my heart to the pain, I close my heart to the beauty, the joy, and the possibility of what we might create together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also diminish how I can be the change I wish to see in the world. For if I settle for blaming the trapper, the hunter, the cattle rancher, I risk settling for not looking at my own complicity in harm in the world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So dear trappers, thank you for being at this conference so that I might just get to know your mind, and in the attempt, get to not just know my mind, but change it to feel interconnection and empathy with all beings. May the traps of the mind so free me, and all beings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-8775394283307337082?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8775394283307337082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/07/fiddling-while-rome-burns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8775394283307337082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8775394283307337082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/07/fiddling-while-rome-burns.html' title='Fiddling While Rome Burns'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TDS6eVn-quI/AAAAAAAAAmw/WNjKYzx0kCM/s72-c/DSC_5338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-1525157112110326967</id><published>2010-06-27T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:42:44.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unitarian universalism'/><title type='text'>Peacemaking and Compassionate Communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TCepfMwpKqI/AAAAAAAAAmA/RT6tREoh9Vg/s1600/4738924398_cfc5ba52fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TCepfMwpKqI/AAAAAAAAAmA/RT6tREoh9Vg/s320/4738924398_cfc5ba52fa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487541024440527522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Delegates voting at General Assembly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This past week I have been attending the Unitarian Universalist Annual General Assembly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The body of delegates voted overwhelmingly to approve a &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Statement of Consciousness:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Creating Peace.&lt;/i&gt; This document speaks of having Peace Teams within congregations that obtain training in Compassionate Communication. In addition, for peace in relationships, individuals are encouraged &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to learn and practice skills in compassionate communication.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then, later in the plenary meeting the executive director of the Association of Theological Schools spoke about the complex interpersonal aspects of congregational life for which current academic programs do not prepare ministers adequately.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Three calls within as many days for humans to engage in peace making skills through the spiritual practice of interpersonal communication!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have such hope that we are evolving not just as an association of congregations, but as a people.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Perhaps I know this best from my own growth through compassionate communication, which has allowed me to play in multiple fields of peacemaking and ministry, and surprisingly, often with joy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;May it be so for you as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-1525157112110326967?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/1525157112110326967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/06/peacemaking-and-compassionate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/1525157112110326967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/1525157112110326967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/06/peacemaking-and-compassionate.html' title='Peacemaking and Compassionate Communication'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TCepfMwpKqI/AAAAAAAAAmA/RT6tREoh9Vg/s72-c/4738924398_cfc5ba52fa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-5543729392162403693</id><published>2010-06-23T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T07:49:15.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>Beyond Blame and Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TCIephtEY9I/AAAAAAAAAl4/yZV0C-Jsnjo/s1600/bird--beach_long.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TCIephtEY9I/AAAAAAAAAl4/yZV0C-Jsnjo/s320/bird--beach_long.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485980994861556690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Oiled bird on beach  - photo by IBRRC&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Three Prose Poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Mary Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Oh, yesterday, that one, we all cry out.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, that one!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How rich and possible everything was!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How ripe, ready, lavish, and filled with excitement-how hopeful we were on those summer days, under the clean, white racing clouds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh yesterday!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I was in the hold burn dump-no longer used…Here a pair of hummingbirds lived every summer, as if the only ones of their kind…I near strolled, and was almost always sure to see the male hummingbird on his favorite high perch near the top of a wild cherry tree, looking out across his kingdom with bright eye, and even brighter throat…a plane, a black triangle, flew screaming from the horizon, heavy talons clenched and lumpy on its undersides.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And, lo, the hummingbird cringed, it hugged itself to the limb, it hunkered, it quivered. It was God’s gorgeous, flashing jewel:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;afraid. All narrative is metaphor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;After the storm the ocean returned..so there was the world: sky, water, the pale sand and, where the tide had reached the day’s destination, the snow. And this detail:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the body of a duck, a golden-eye; and beside it one black-backed gull.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the body of the duck, among the breast feathers, a hole perhaps an inch across: the color within the hole a shouting red.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And bend it as you might, nothing was to blame: storms must toss, and the great black-backed gawker must eat, and so on. It was merely a moment. The sun, angling out from the bunched clouds, cast one could easily imagine tenderly over the landscape its extraordinary light.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Is life just a moment, balanced between fear and tenderness?  Does the tide come in and yesterday was lush and we feel expansive and open, and then the tide goes out and we constrict with fear and scarcity? It seems to be so. We are God’s precious jewels sparkling in the sand, eater and eaten, afraid.  Okay, maybe I can accept this. What brings me angst and a hollow thumping of the heart though, is that I will seek to blame God, the world, the gull, the plane, you, me.  And as the tide goes out and the sun sets, I will think that I am lonely, alone worthy of praise or blame, of praising of blaming.  Oh be still my cognitive self and let the story rest for a while in the calm of an intertidal zone, for all stories are metaphor as Mary says.  Beneath it all lies shared being – no life, no death, just sparkling amazement lying amongst the ever present grains of fear.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where can you open to amazement and let go of blame and judging?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-5543729392162403693?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5543729392162403693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/06/beyond-blame-and-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5543729392162403693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5543729392162403693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/06/beyond-blame-and-fear.html' title='Beyond Blame and Fear'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TCIephtEY9I/AAAAAAAAAl4/yZV0C-Jsnjo/s72-c/bird--beach_long.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-4897566978401620873</id><published>2010-06-13T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T09:36:09.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><title type='text'>Galarragoed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TBUI5cPkqPI/AAAAAAAAAlw/vqOTOMjznZQ/s1600/ap-jim-joycejpg-4db90654dad32eef_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TBUI5cPkqPI/AAAAAAAAAlw/vqOTOMjznZQ/s320/ap-jim-joycejpg-4db90654dad32eef_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482297904320522482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Less than two weeks ago there was quite the news about an umpire, Jim Joyce, who made a "wrong" call and cost a baseball pitcher, Armando Galarrago, his perfect game (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mlb.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20100602&amp;amp;content_id=10727590"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;http://mlb.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20100602&amp;amp;content_id=10727590&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The following day the same umpire who had made the "bad" call came onto the field with tears in his eyes.  What brings tears to my eyes is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;genuine compassion and sense of fair play of the Detroit fans. They seemed to come to a collective empathetic state by knowing what Joyce must be feeling - they gave him a standing ovation.  An event that could have unfolded in recriminations and blame that represent the worst in our species, turned into something that heralds the best in us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Charles Krauthammer noted that Galarrago will now be a more memorable figure in baseball than if he'd been fairly granted his perfect game by Joyce's correct call at first base. He speculates that a new verb has been created for when one has been extraordinarily screwed: He's been Galarragoed. Maybe instead we will use this verb to mean when we have realized what's really important in life, even more important than pitching a perfect game. (thanks to Gary Schouborg for your thinking and writing on this topic).  There is much grace that can come to us and the world when we connect to our needs and values, even when we don't get what we originally set out to get. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;May you be Galarragoed today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-4897566978401620873?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4897566978401620873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/06/galarragoed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4897566978401620873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4897566978401620873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/06/galarragoed.html' title='Galarragoed'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TBUI5cPkqPI/AAAAAAAAAlw/vqOTOMjznZQ/s72-c/ap-jim-joycejpg-4db90654dad32eef_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-4681476248729162055</id><published>2010-06-04T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T06:05:27.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Opening the Window of the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TAj6CZCTTZI/AAAAAAAAAlo/qfwRYWLUEic/s1600/14-Lovely-Hearts-for-St-Valentines-day-broken-window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TAj6CZCTTZI/AAAAAAAAAlo/qfwRYWLUEic/s320/14-Lovely-Hearts-for-St-Valentines-day-broken-window.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478903865683430802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Friend, there's a window that opens from heart to heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;And there are ways of closing it &lt;/i&gt;- Rumi&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Often when offering support for others in Compassionate Communication I find that people, including myself, can get caught up in the tools for practicing peace in communication, such as the four components of observation, feelings, needs, and requests.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am learning though that the premise of rewiring our brains and changing our habits lies with this choice: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Do I want to live constricted, or with an open heart?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;When I get up in the morning and open the windows and doors to the misty early sunlight, do I want to love myself and the world I see, or do I want to begin withdrawing into myself by judging any moving being as the source of my discomfort or lack of fulfillment? This question always draws me back to the hope of this moment and the feeling of my body.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is a difference in my body posture when I think "I wish for more world peace," and "I love peace."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is similar to the difference when I say "I wish this person would be more loving" and "I long for love."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the later, my body opens, leans towards the "other," and a window opens in my heart.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Where do you shut the window of your heart?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-4681476248729162055?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4681476248729162055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/06/opening-window-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4681476248729162055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4681476248729162055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/06/opening-window-of-heart.html' title='Opening the Window of the Heart'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/TAj6CZCTTZI/AAAAAAAAAlo/qfwRYWLUEic/s72-c/14-Lovely-Hearts-for-St-Valentines-day-broken-window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-6363946758916367623</id><published>2010-05-26T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T06:08:47.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mourning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='request'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Empathy for Big Oil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S_0dRqsmjxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/XZBPo3okplk/s1600/669px-Gulf_of_Mexico_oil_spill_May_17_cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S_0dRqsmjxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/XZBPo3okplk/s320/669px-Gulf_of_Mexico_oil_spill_May_17_cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475564911308738322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you find yourselves these days struggling to find empathy for those working with the oil industry?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I say "those" as it doesn't make sense to empathize with &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;an institution such as "big oil" or the "oil industry" or the "US government."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If we bring the frame a reference down to an individual, and not some conspiracy plot or organizational indifference or even purposeful neglect, where do you find your empathy level for others that were in the chain of cause and effect for the gulf oil spill?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Perhaps you choose to not have empathy for others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I work on this because out of empathy and an open heart, amazing choices come before me that allow me to give and receive life giving actions.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First I ask, who is impacted and how?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is helpful to be as specific as possible as to individuals and to their needs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I believe the first step is begin with one's self. If we can't find a way to meet our own needs for empathy or to connect with other needs, it is not likely that we can mourn in the ways that are most beneficial, and then to have empathy for others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What needs come up for you in terms of the oil spill?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Beauty?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Health?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Biodiversity?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Protection?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Take time to connect to these needs before going on to any others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who else?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Birds - which species?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So far impacted are pelicans, gannets, terns. Others?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;What are their needs?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Health, food, reproduction, water, protection?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Reptiles - sea turtles&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mammals - dolphins, whales&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Invertebrates&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Plants&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oil spill cleanup and rescue crews.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What are their needs?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fisherpeople&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tourist industry workers&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tourists&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Homeowners&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Real estate workers&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;BP oil rig workers and the family members of those who died or were injured&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;BP managers and executives&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Government employees in regulation industry&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Government representatives&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;President Obama&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who else?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, having gone through this exercise, do you have any requests of yourself or others?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For me, during this exercise I came up with a request that didn't exist before.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For our congregation's upcoming Animal Blessing Service on June 6th, I will devote part of the service to the oil spill.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What is yours to do?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-6363946758916367623?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6363946758916367623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/05/empathy-for-big-oil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6363946758916367623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6363946758916367623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/05/empathy-for-big-oil.html' title='Empathy for Big Oil'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S_0dRqsmjxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/XZBPo3okplk/s72-c/669px-Gulf_of_Mexico_oil_spill_May_17_cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-6728589842679623429</id><published>2010-04-06T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T04:29:19.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><title type='text'>Going to Central America</title><content type='html'>Later this week I will be traveling to Honduras and then to Guatemala on a Compassionate Conservation trip. During this time I will be consulting as an avian veterinarian in parrot conservation and also supporting the human dimensions of wildlife conservation.  Though my schedule is full of "doing this and that" and "projects" the bottom line is, "how shall I love the world, in this place, with these people and birds?" "How shall I keep my heart open to the birds and people, though life is struggling so hard to break through the suffering and loss present in these ecosystems and communities?"  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will twitter to this blog, and my other blogs, when I can.  Though I imagine given the remote areas, I will be taking a break from writing here on Compassionate Communication, and be living Compassionate Conservation in the space that opens up for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed Beings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LoraKim Joyner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-6728589842679623429?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6728589842679623429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/04/going-to-central-america.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6728589842679623429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6728589842679623429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/04/going-to-central-america.html' title='Going to Central America'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-175061547991931577</id><published>2010-04-06T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T04:18:23.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Spring Into Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S7sYJE1ciII/AAAAAAAAAks/G_fEAJAdEIo/s1600/51561_1600wb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S7sYJE1ciII/AAAAAAAAAks/G_fEAJAdEIo/s320/51561_1600wb1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456981917685287042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spring&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mary Oliver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Somewhere&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;a black bear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;has just risen from sleep&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;and is staring&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;down the mountain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;All night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;in the brisk and shallow restlessness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;of early spring&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;I think of her..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;There is only one question:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;how to love this world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;I think of her&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;rising&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;like a black and leafy ledge&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;to sharpen her claws against&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;the silence &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;of the trees&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Whatever else&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;my life is&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;with its poems&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;and its music&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;and its glass cities,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;It is also this dazzling darkness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;coming&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;down the mountain,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;breathing and tasting;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;all day I think of her-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;her white teeth,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;her wordlessness,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;her perfect love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Mary, my favorite poet, has finally  you've nailed it down to one question, although just a few poems ago, her question was, what is a soul? Perhaps this comes out of the question, "how to love the world." The question is not how to be loved? Why me?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why not&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;me?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or how shall I die and when?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How shall I best meet my needs?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the asking, I feel empowerment. In the asking, we give ourselves a choice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, this moment, we choose how to love. Shall it be wordlessly like the bear? Watching like in so many of Mary's poems?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Reading this poem?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Compassionate Communication we may ask this same question in this way, "how shall I connect to the world and consider all being needs?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or, how shall I keep my heart open, even in the direst of circumstances when my needs are not met?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;How do you love the world?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-175061547991931577?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/175061547991931577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-april-6-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/175061547991931577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/175061547991931577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-april-6-2010.html' title='Spring Into Love'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S7sYJE1ciII/AAAAAAAAAks/G_fEAJAdEIo/s72-c/51561_1600wb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-7408504233486245913</id><published>2010-03-28T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T14:18:25.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird'/><title type='text'>Beyond Words - March 28, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S6_Hk_QnRqI/AAAAAAAAAkg/KjWi5BhpmyE/s1600/Image03_AshesandSnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S6_Hk_QnRqI/AAAAAAAAAkg/KjWi5BhpmyE/s320/Image03_AshesandSnow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453797112039294626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;Below is a story from Zen buddhism that I adapted to speak to nonviolent communication.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;One day a student asks the Nonviolent Communication Certified Trainer “Why are you hiding the final secret of NVC from me?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The master says that he has kept nothing hidden but the student continues to demand to know how to live the NVC way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One day they are walking and a bird sings.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The master asks, “Did you hear the bird sing?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Yes,” said the student.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Then you know I have hidden nothing from you.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Yes,” said the student, and he was enlightened.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;In this story though the student had worked with NVC for years, the artistry of living from the heart had not been achieved.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The student was still trying to follow a formula, a description based on words, when actually NVC/Compassionate Consciousness is “beyond words” just as it is “beyond wrongdoing and right doing.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By hearing the bird sing, the heart of the student was awakened, and she saw that living from the heart was the secret of NVC.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;NVC is really not so much a secret really, but a choice to being open to hear the song of life around us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-7408504233486245913?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7408504233486245913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/03/beyond-words-march-28-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7408504233486245913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7408504233486245913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/03/beyond-words-march-28-2010.html' title='Beyond Words - March 28, 2010'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S6_Hk_QnRqI/AAAAAAAAAkg/KjWi5BhpmyE/s72-c/Image03_AshesandSnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-3071883997954482857</id><published>2010-03-21T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T08:15:21.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belonging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interconnection'/><title type='text'>Be-longing into Belonging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S6Y3_tatfKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/XhvgoP7Fv_E/s1600-h/Image0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S6Y3_tatfKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/XhvgoP7Fv_E/s320/Image0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451105966641478818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;Be-longing into Belonging&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of the tenets of nonviolent communication is that when we connect to life by allowing ourselves to feel and accept the needs of all beings, we lessen our &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;own particular demands. We can do this because by connecting to life a very basic human needs is fulfilled - belonging &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to life on this planet!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It may not feel very good to be aware that our needs, and the needs of others might not get met in our own life time, or theirs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We long for so much - for there to be flourishing, care, compassion, and harmony for everyone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Out of this longing we gain our sense of belonging on this planet, and in turn, can offer a sense of belonging to others as we hold their needs with precious care (even if we can't meet their needs).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am reminded of this recently as I get ready to journey to Honduras and Guatemala. In preparing for my multiple lectures there I am reviewing the tremendous environmental destruction and the ongoing oppression, poverty, and human suffering that I have witnessed and have been unable to stop.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My heart aches to recall the children and the parrots I have known that have died and are no more except in my aging photographs and memory.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In my longing for a better world and out of that ache for beauty to be given freedom to flourish, I grow in faith that I belong in this world, and so do others - both oppressor or oppressee.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For there is neither wrongdoing or rightdoing, and neither oppressor or oppressee, just beings with precious needs that belong here, now. It is a blessing they were born.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;An in seeing that, I count my multiple blessings as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blessed Be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Where or when do you gain your greatest sense of belonging?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-3071883997954482857?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3071883997954482857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-longing-into-belonging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3071883997954482857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3071883997954482857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-longing-into-belonging.html' title='Be-longing into Belonging'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S6Y3_tatfKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/XhvgoP7Fv_E/s72-c/Image0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-3757369306676708610</id><published>2010-03-14T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:48:01.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gandhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='observation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-violence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><title type='text'>Peeling with Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S52DYZ04WAI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Dp5zcU-7dcE/s1600-h/Banana_Peel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S52DYZ04WAI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Dp5zcU-7dcE/s320/Banana_Peel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448655579460950018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Satyagraha means ‘holding to the truth in every situation’.  This is ahimsa (nonviolence), which is more than just the absence of violence; it is intense love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;(Gandhi the Man p. 53)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; I don't know about you, but it sure seems hard to hold to the truth in every situation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It seems my monkey mind wants to blame what his happening around me on the banana peel that "someone else carelessly left lying around."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let's say I did slip on that peel and landed on my back side.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I get up cursing slobs, litterbugs, and perhaps even myself for not seeing that very clear and obvious yellow object in my path.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once I'm up, and have dusted myself off (after looking around to make sure no one saw me take the fall), I might then began to wonder about that peel as I peel away the layers of what could have happened.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe a family unit of gorillas, escaped from the zoo and on their way back to their mountains in Rwanda passed this way giggling and laughing at their new found freedom.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe the peel fell from the skies, caught up in a water spout hundreds of miles away, only to land near me so that I could wonder at weather patterns and the miracles of wind and water.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Perhaps a person finished eating a banana and meant to put the peel in their back pack, but were so preoccupied with a recent diagnosis of cancer, they just missed the opening completely.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I put myself in the paws and feet of others, I bend over to pick up the peel, smiling, loving gorilla, genocide torn Rwanda, storms, my fellow human, and myself as I do one small thing to heal myself and the world.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"&gt;What is one small thing you can do today to nourish your spirit, to heal the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-3757369306676708610?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3757369306676708610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/03/peeling-for-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3757369306676708610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3757369306676708610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/03/peeling-for-feeling.html' title='Peeling with Feeling'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S52DYZ04WAI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Dp5zcU-7dcE/s72-c/Banana_Peel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-7734464717037269591</id><published>2010-03-10T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:30:23.401-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='एमोतिओंस'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='थिंकिंग'/><title type='text'>Are You Out of Control?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S5hHbYgio9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4PuZBD5dVOc/s1600-h/InsertBrainHere_1280.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447182285065593810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S5hHbYgio9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4PuZBD5dVOc/s320/InsertBrainHere_1280.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In recent days, an email list serve for NVC (compassionate communication) practitioners interested in brain functioning has been discussing the limits of NVC। For instance, when the brain is overwhelmed with emotional input or is short on energy, it diverts energy away from frontal lobe, which can cut down links to the higher cognitive functions. As NVC certainly trains the cognitive loops (stories) to impact the emotions, if you aren’t thinking very well, does it mean that you can’t be the peace you wish in the world? Examples include if you are tired, physically threatened, ill, and in a rage. Who of us has never “lost it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have। The times that my brain just doesn’t work is after the death of someone close to me, and also sometimes, when I am in the midst of playing soccer game and another player purposively fouls me. In either case I look back and realize that there isn’t much thinking going on – so much emotional processing I believe hampers the links to my frontal lobe. So in dire circumstances, does this mean that we cannot be peaceful, aware, and empathetic with others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps not। Perhaps so। I do believe that the practice of NVC works imperceptibly over the short term but definitely over the long term to strengthen the ties between emotions and cognition, so that even when tired or threatened, there is modulation of my response that comes from a place of interconnected wonder instead of isolated defensiveness or withdrawal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I want to test this. It’s been a while since I played a soccer game and got slammed into the earth, or my heart got slammed with a death or broken relationship. However, the mini crisis, or the perceived but not actual threats do seem less intense. Will this save the world or save a life?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps not। Perhaps so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What resources do you draw upon when you find that you are not thinking well?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-7734464717037269591?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7734464717037269591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/03/are-you-out-of-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7734464717037269591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7734464717037269591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/03/are-you-out-of-control.html' title='Are You Out of Control?'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S5hHbYgio9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4PuZBD5dVOc/s72-c/InsertBrainHere_1280.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-2879767788760373891</id><published>2010-02-28T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T03:49:59.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feedback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Relax into No Right, No Wrong  (It's Not Alright!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S4pYYV6VlUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/-LFwbaxampU/s1600-h/feedback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S4pYYV6VlUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/-LFwbaxampU/s320/feedback.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443260274852599106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Recently I joined a group called, "Consciousness Transformation Community" facilitated by Miki Kashtan.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On a phone call yesterday we of this virtual community spoke of the importance of feedback.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I found myself moved by the practice of coming to a place of trust in the moment.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So often I want to lead the conversation, or to just listen in so that I can give all that I can to the people involved.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In so doing, I mourn that often I do not trust that the highest ideal of where I wish to be in relationship with others and with myself is with the beauty of existence and the power of connection. I'm wanting to "fix" the world and heal it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Perhaps we can judge this as noble, however, I find that it keeps me from authentic life-giving connection.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;For instance, imagine that after delivering a sermon at my congregation, one person on the way out shakes my hand and says, "Your sermon didn't feed me today."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What are my options?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can ask more questions of this person to see what needs of theirs are unmet, or perhaps engage in a way that helps me find out more about the feedback that will help me "heal the world" more efficiently in the future.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or maybe, just maybe I can relax and trust, and share with this person what is in my heart - to go for the connection without reacting to the content of the feedback.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this case I might say something like, "I feel sad to hear this because I can see how much you long for support and community this morning. Is this right?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In checking in with the other person, not leading or avoiding the conversation, I offer a prayer to the relationship gods and goddesses that I may rest in the field beyond wrongdoing and rightdoing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Where do you diminish your chance for connection and speaking from the heart because you are concentrating on content, strategies, or "doing the right thing?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-2879767788760373891?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2879767788760373891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/02/relax-into-no-right-no-wrong-its-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/2879767788760373891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/2879767788760373891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/02/relax-into-no-right-no-wrong-its-not.html' title='Relax into No Right, No Wrong  (It&apos;s Not Alright!)'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S4pYYV6VlUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/-LFwbaxampU/s72-c/feedback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-467954068477810373</id><published>2010-02-21T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T10:23:42.007-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Questions Elicit Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S4F6DcfdVeI/AAAAAAAAAjA/EZrNiGj38n0/s1600-h/ConsciousWisdom1C2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S4F6DcfdVeI/AAAAAAAAAjA/EZrNiGj38n0/s320/ConsciousWisdom1C2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440764024446604770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday I heard Nonviolent Communication Trainer Miki Kashtan speak about the power of questions. If we can ask a question to help others see the value of something in their lives, they are more likely to listen to what learning you have to offer to them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For instance, consider you would like to help your son see the connection between his feelings and his needs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You really long for him&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;to be able to recognize what needs are coming up for him, so he can be a powerful agent in his own life to creatively work well with others to address these needs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead, you have been frustrated and saddened that he seems to be angry quite a bit, and blames this on you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, you can ask him if he'd be willing to listen to the importance of connecting his anger to what needs lie underneath, or perhaps you could ask him this:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;After you have expressed anger towards someone else, how do you feel later, and does it impact your relationship with them?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;When you have been angry, what has worked for you to lessen your anger?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;When you see that other people are angry, what have you seen others do to help them deal with their anger&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Out of these conversations he might be able to come up with what you hoped to "teach him" and he might open up to more listening to you because he appreciates respect and being heard.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By questioning, you can bring to consciousness the wisdom within us all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Where in your life do you wish to share/teach something to someone, where a question along might bring out the wisdom of the other?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-467954068477810373?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/467954068477810373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/02/questions-elicit-what-you-already-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/467954068477810373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/467954068477810373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/02/questions-elicit-what-you-already-know.html' title='Questions Elicit Wisdom'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S4F6DcfdVeI/AAAAAAAAAjA/EZrNiGj38n0/s72-c/ConsciousWisdom1C2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-6656391166834496979</id><published>2010-02-15T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T04:29:58.877-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='connection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><title type='text'>And Also</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S3k9-Z9J8NI/AAAAAAAAAi4/jG3JYZIrDac/s1600-h/open+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S3k9-Z9J8NI/AAAAAAAAAi4/jG3JYZIrDac/s320/open+heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438446167355158738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.earthhouse.com/gifts.shtml"&gt;Open Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;A few nights back I had a dream where "the answer" to life and the complexity of our days was "and also."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a phrase to be uttered whenever I had a thought, or a judgment of a situation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By saying&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"and also" I cued myself to keep opening up to possibility and to what was going on in me and others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To say these words was to keep the heart open to what might be the deeper truth of my days - that all beings have inherent worth and dignity and that every moment is rich with the possibility of understanding and interconnection.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;For instance, I might think, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;I am tired and don't want to work on this project.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And also...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;I enjoy this project I am doing and the people who will be there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And also...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;My body is telling me I am sleepy and it would be good to take a nap&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And also...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Wow, a nap in the sun would be so nice right now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And also...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Gosh, the sun and sky are so beautiful today after all the rain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;And also...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;It is good to be alive this day and to slow down to see the beauty before me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;What do you do to keep your heart open to possibility and connection?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-6656391166834496979?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6656391166834496979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-also.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6656391166834496979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6656391166834496979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-also.html' title='And Also'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S3k9-Z9J8NI/AAAAAAAAAi4/jG3JYZIrDac/s72-c/open+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-607646957570777559</id><published>2010-02-09T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:13:24.244-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mourning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><title type='text'>Mourning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S3F7ao9YDII/AAAAAAAAAiw/CcnGiX4APjc/s1600-h/mourning-twins-300web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S3F7ao9YDII/AAAAAAAAAiw/CcnGiX4APjc/s320/mourning-twins-300web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436261922814561410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I recently gave a seminar on Compassionate Communication:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nurturing Ourselves, Healing Our World.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;We spent a good part of the day reflecting, practicing, and offering one another nurturance and healing through self empathy, and out of that, taking the time for celebration and mourning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One participant asked me to elaborate on mourning and later said that this was an important aspect of life that does not get enough of her attention.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What do I mean by mourning?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are many ways to mourn. In the context of nonviolent communication we can say that it is taking the time to get in touch with our feelings and needs, and to rest in that "energy" and spaciousness without trying to fix it or move onto requests of ourselves or others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this space we give ourselves, we move from "should" and "blame language" to looking to the underlying needs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By connecting to needs we connect to the pulse of life coming through us, and this can be healing even in the face of unmet needs and tragic choices that arise out of trying to meet a need.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We may regret our choices and actions, or those of others, but we hold fast to our longings and dreams that are informed by connecting to universal needs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Giving ourselves time and energy to think about what might seem uncomfortable, frees us to treasure these needs, without discounting them just because an unmet need can bring up disquieting emotions.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So when you pick up the newspaper and read disturbing news,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;open an email, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;have a conversation, or recall a painful memory, take time to breathe and find the need behind the emotion.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Take a few seconds or longer to think about this, meditate, or journal and give yourself full permission to feel and to treasure what you are learning about yourself and the good life, for yourself and for the world's beings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-607646957570777559?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/607646957570777559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/02/mourning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/607646957570777559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/607646957570777559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/02/mourning.html' title='Mourning'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S3F7ao9YDII/AAAAAAAAAiw/CcnGiX4APjc/s72-c/mourning-twins-300web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-6572916849051171818</id><published>2010-01-30T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T14:03:01.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strategy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><title type='text'>Desire: Distinguishing the Universal from the Particular</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S2SsN8I3MxI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1zyW2DqkjrI/s1600-h/6a00d83451653369e20120a6f56d13970b-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S2SsN8I3MxI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1zyW2DqkjrI/s320/6a00d83451653369e20120a6f56d13970b-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432656405997237010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My spouse and cominister, Rev. Meredith Garmon, incorporated the theory and components of Nonviolent Communication (NVC) in a recent sermon he delivered to the Unitarian Universalist Fellowship of Gainesville on January 17, 2010.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was pleasantly surprised with the novel approach for the component “need” in NVC.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His thinking relies on the difference between a universal desire and a particular desire.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A universal desire is life seeking to flow in all humans.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You desire something because it is how our species evolved and how we may flourish.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In NVC language we often call this universal desire a “need.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A particular desire is the specific strategy you might employ to respond to the universal desire.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The reason to say “desire” and not “need” helps us see how we can decrease the urgency for any of our strategies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This allows us to be more open to alternate strategies that might meet the desires of ourselves, others, and our communities.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Here’s how it works.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0in" start="1" type="1"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Think of something you’d really like to happen      for you, or that you’d like to do. Perhaps it is something that you long      for, or it’s absence causes you sorrow or stress.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe it is something that you think      someone "should" be doing, or you "should" be doing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0in" start="2" type="1"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;See this as a particular desire, a kind of      strategy for meeting a universal desire you share with the human species.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0in" start="3" type="1"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Now discover the universal desire behind the      particular desire.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Example:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Particular desire = Wanting your children to clean up their room or the &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:3"&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;house&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Universal desires = order, beauty, support, ease&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0in" start="4" type="1"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Next see how you might “let go” of the particular      desire in that there are many ways to respond to the universal desire. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Example:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You might think of making a game of cleaning so that the children are &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;having fun (meeting their needs) or you might consider hiring a house cleaner, or &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;sharing house cleaning with other families.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Perhaps you take a different track all &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;together, for order, beauty, support, and ease can be met in so many ways. You &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;gain a sense of freedom in that your house doesn’t have to be clean right now or &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;that your children have to do what you say.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You also gain a connection to&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;life&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;because you are connecting to the validity and presence of universal desires&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in your life which connects you to all the earth and her beings.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0in" start="5" type="1"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Open yourself to let go of any urgency to meet      the universal desire because the &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;freedom of choice offers you a chance to be fully live and powerful as you &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;embrace reality.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Example:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Feeling connected to your own desires and perhaps that of your &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;children, you are thinking of how important beauty is to you, and ease.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Validating this gives you a sense of belonging in the world and of your &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;interconnection and openness to others, even if they don’t do what you’d like &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;them to do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One day you might come home and see how you don’t mind the &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;house in disarray, and rejoice in the beauty in the people around you, and in &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;yourself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;6.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Celebrate or mourn the desire fulfilled or unfulfilled. The hope is to let go of &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;strategies, but to hold dear the life affirming desires.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;May it be so!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-6572916849051171818?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6572916849051171818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/01/distinguishing-universal-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6572916849051171818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6572916849051171818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/01/distinguishing-universal-from.html' title='Desire: Distinguishing the Universal from the Particular'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S2SsN8I3MxI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1zyW2DqkjrI/s72-c/6a00d83451653369e20120a6f56d13970b-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-3045892184984403845</id><published>2010-01-25T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T05:40:41.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Emotional Liberation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S12fREilCQI/AAAAAAAAAiE/3PxJrA1g32E/s1600-h/liberation-utrecht1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S12fREilCQI/AAAAAAAAAiE/3PxJrA1g32E/s320/liberation-utrecht1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430671841304054018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Liberation in Holland, WW II)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;I have been practicing and growing in nonviolent communication (Compassionate Communication ala NVC by Marshall Rosenberg) since 2003 and I continually am surprised (gratefully and pleasantly) with the depth of this construct to grow my heart and add richness to my life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;For instance, I recently pondered the idea of emotional liberation.  Here’s how it works.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:0in; margin-left:47.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;You are responsible for your own emotions and nobody else’s.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:0in; margin-left:47.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;This freedom from being victim or judge allows you to fully connect with your needs and the needs of others.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:0in; margin-left:47.25pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;The result is that you can live more fully, embracing choice and love with an ever opening heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;I can think of numerous examples in my own life where I think I take responsibility for my own feelings, but deep down, I assign away the rights of my interior life to external stimuli.  For instance I had a relationship with my mother growing up from which I have observed  came much emotional bag gage.  From a emotional free distance I knew of her struggles in parenting and in healing her own child-hood wounds.  I thought I had moved from blame to acceptance in much of this.  With my mother’s dementia in the mix I find that off and on I am triggered emotionally by her behaviors, which are unpredictable, and with words that are full of blame and anger towards me and others.  Unbeknownst to me, I have been holding her responsible for my discomfort and this results in a distancing in our relationship.  Spending time (meditation and journaling) knowing that I can choose how I feel I  discover relief and a lightness of heart, that in turn opens up ways for me to relate to her with a caring heart for her and myself&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Where in your life are you held hostage or hold others accountable for your feelings?  Would taking charge of our own feelings liberate you in any way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-3045892184984403845?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3045892184984403845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/01/emotional-liberation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3045892184984403845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3045892184984403845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/01/emotional-liberation.html' title='Emotional Liberation'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S12fREilCQI/AAAAAAAAAiE/3PxJrA1g32E/s72-c/liberation-utrecht1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-2103708941573948520</id><published>2010-01-17T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T07:20:40.401-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empathy'/><title type='text'>Wired for Empathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S1OMq-vtabI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Ptaxuw2DIZY/s1600-h/__service_members_assigned_to_the_amphibious_assault_ship_USS_Kearsarge_%2528LHD_3%2529_and_Haitian_civilians_move_boxes_of_cooking_oil_during_a_humanitarian_assistance_mission_to_aid_Haitians_affected_by_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427836645937080754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S1OMq-vtabI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Ptaxuw2DIZY/s320/__service_members_assigned_to_the_amphibious_assault_ship_USS_Kearsarge_%2528LHD_3%2529_and_Haitian_civilians_move_boxes_of_cooking_oil_during_a_humanitarian_assistance_mission_to_aid_Haitians_affected_by_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The recent tragedy in Haiti confirms at least one thing in my mind. Humans are wired for non-empathetic responses to others. We go out of way to not witness the suffering, we deny, disbelieve, or rationalizethe stories, and send others in to address the human condition that we think must surely be someone’s fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In acute and massive events our empathetic channels open up, but over chronic situations that might even entail more individuals, our empathetic channels narrow. In times like this I wonder how we can keep empathy alive long enough so that the dire pre-earthquake circumstances in Haiti and similar countries and communities never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compassionate Communication gives us some tools to open our hearts and offer empathy so that we may strive for societal transformation in response to chronic oppression and not just respond with charity in catastrophic events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s one method that I use in my journaling and also my “time out” periods when I find myself responding to stimuli with expensive emotions that I’d rather not experience so I can instead use my energy on strategies to open myself and others to the full possibility of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I define empathy as recognizing my feelings and searching for what universal needs give rise to these feelings. Then I ask others, or guess, what they might be feeling based on needs met or unmet. Then I slow down, breathe, and take time to celebrate that I am connecting and open to life without judgment and open to whatever feelings come my way, and take time to mourn about the tragic consequences of disconnecting relational patterns in friends, families, and societies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case of Haiti, I found my schedule rushed on those first initial days so I sat down for 30 minutes one morning and did the process described in the previous paragraph and then journaled about it. I discovered the possibility of doing this for a few minutes every day for those with whom I wish to connect (self, family members, friends, co-workers, people I know, people I’d like to know, people I regret knowing, and strangers near and far). My hope that is that I might I tap into enough empathy to endure the suffering of the world, and to grow in courage and strength to transform the suffering to global flourishing. This is my hope, this is my prayer, and may this be my practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-2103708941573948520?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2103708941573948520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/01/empathy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/2103708941573948520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/2103708941573948520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/01/empathy.html' title='Wired for Empathy'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S1OMq-vtabI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Ptaxuw2DIZY/s72-c/__service_members_assigned_to_the_amphibious_assault_ship_USS_Kearsarge_%2528LHD_3%2529_and_Haitian_civilians_move_boxes_of_cooking_oil_during_a_humanitarian_assistance_mission_to_aid_Haitians_affected_by_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-8192152894492293441</id><published>2010-01-11T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T07:36:18.319-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><title type='text'>Gender Doors, Not Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0tFbX_J5gI/AAAAAAAAAho/dh_UVKWOm_w/s1600-h/gender-and-climate-change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0tFbX_J5gI/AAAAAAAAAho/dh_UVKWOm_w/s320/gender-and-climate-change.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425506512695584258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you ever had a conversation or experience with someone of another gender that you just couldn't understand?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Did you have feelings that you weren't safe, that assumptions were made about you that weren't fair, or that you were thought of as over reacting, unfeeling, uncaring, blaming, or caviler?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Subconsciously, if not consciously, I believe that we all are carrying the wounds and scars of gender categorization and oppression and that these unresolved issues undermine trust and intimacy in our every day interactions and friendships.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I see this in myself and others in my home environment, work, congregation, and even in my dreams. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Broken relationships and costly emotions are tragic expressions of unmet needs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How do we strive to meet needs that arise from experiences in past relationships, our child hood, or even in our family and culture systems of decades past?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are many possible approaches to this, and let me lift up one today: empathetic discussion. If you are having a difficult relationship with someone of another gender, consider taking out an hour sometime in the next week and have each person take&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a turn of saying what it has been like being "male," "female," or "transgender" - what are experiences that have caused pain or confusion, and joy or gratitude?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let each person speak for 5-10 minutes, uninterrupted, and then have the other person comment on what it was like for them, what feelings and thoughts arise in them, upon listening to the other stories. I have done this in large groups where the women go to the center of a circle and speak to one another of their experiences while the men listen, and then they switch.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has brought much healing, insight, and trust amongst those who were until recently arguing relentless over the toilet set lid being left up, the house unlocked, or household chores left undone. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you don't have a group or another person in which to share this, journal your own experiences and take a time to connect to the living energy of the needs met or unmet, and to mourn or show gratitude.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By empathizing with ourselves and others, we open the door to creative solutions where we find that we all are on the same side, and indeed, there are no sides, only a continuum of biological expression striving to flourish in our culture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-8192152894492293441?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8192152894492293441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/01/gender-doors-not-wars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8192152894492293441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8192152894492293441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/01/gender-doors-not-wars.html' title='Gender Doors, Not Wars'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0tFbX_J5gI/AAAAAAAAAho/dh_UVKWOm_w/s72-c/gender-and-climate-change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-392948275123659974</id><published>2010-01-03T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T15:17:40.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listen'/><title type='text'>Dreaming of a Right New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0EleC7ua3I/AAAAAAAAAgc/SROs5zFfeUE/s1600-h/DreamWorld2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0EleC7ua3I/AAAAAAAAAgc/SROs5zFfeUE/s320/DreamWorld2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422656624444468082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Go ahead, dream big! Imagine the best world possible. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What would it look like?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Find someone to describe it to, someone who will listen to you for 3-5 minutes without interrupting or offering input.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After those precious minutes, ask the person to identify any universal needs that came up in your description.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As you listen to the needs behind your dream, rest in the energy of those needs without thinking if such a world is possible or probable.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By connecting to life affirming needs you might, just might, dream into being a small part of the world you so long for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For instance, what if your world included people laughing around you throughout the day, alternating with good music and hugs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What are the needs behind this dream?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Comfort?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Support?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fun?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Diversion?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Community?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Love?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As you connect to life through these needs you might realize how important they are to you and you might, just might, ask someone to tell you a joke, play a song, or give you a hug.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or you might, just might, tell a joke to someone else, look for a song you used to sing years ago, or offer a stranger a smile or a handshake.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Or in the quiet of your own home (or perhaps the chaos of your own home) a smile comes to your face or a bitter sweet heart ache and you know that you and the world are right, just right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-392948275123659974?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/392948275123659974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/01/dreaming-of-right-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/392948275123659974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/392948275123659974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2010/01/dreaming-of-right-new-year.html' title='Dreaming of a Right New Year'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0EleC7ua3I/AAAAAAAAAgc/SROs5zFfeUE/s72-c/DreamWorld2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-8155702609438702760</id><published>2009-12-24T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T04:46:50.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Love is Born</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SzNh8EQl0AI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/WF3rJ3n8uVU/s1600-h/desktop_1600x1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SzNh8EQl0AI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/WF3rJ3n8uVU/s320/desktop_1600x1200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418782461220212738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 21px;font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 55px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;One of my favorite movies is "Love Actually," a Christmas movie that lifts up the song, "Love is All Around."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;In it, one character says, "Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often, it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaking suspicion... love actually is all around."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Our daily lives may not be particularly dignified or newsworthy, but in every moment it seems as if we have the chance to connect to the great desire of life to flow through us, and our responding dream to give life back, to give love back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Looking around at trees, birds, faces of friend and stranger, and the stars above, we see evidence of life as it shines on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;If we look for it, I suspect that our lives are like the most touching movie, and we become stars as we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;see the world as it is, a place of possibility that we can choose love, and hence choose life for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;How might love be born in you this holiday season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-8155702609438702760?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8155702609438702760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-is-born.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8155702609438702760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8155702609438702760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-is-born.html' title='Love is Born'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SzNh8EQl0AI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/WF3rJ3n8uVU/s72-c/desktop_1600x1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-5426075802688534473</id><published>2009-12-14T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T07:18:29.290-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='connection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><title type='text'>If I Were Abby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SyZWnaVQh6I/AAAAAAAAAgI/A2gqb3zxbjU/s1600-h/dear_abby+me.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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 &lt;/span&gt;To satisfy my need for connecting to such a dream, and for fun, I played around with how I would respond to the letter below if I were Abby.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Original Response from Abby:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;DEAR JANET: Your feelings are not "ridiculous." It was cruel of your adoptive mother to promise to share your birth mother's letters with you and then to destroy them. She may have done it because she was deeply insecure about whether she would measure up in your eyes if you saw them. Her comment at the time of your engagement was also cruel in light of the fact that you had no clue that you were adopted when she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;Was this woman EVER a loving and supportive parent? If so, then try to forgive her. But from my perspective, "Mom" has some glaring personality flaws, and whether you speak to her is strictly up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My Response:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dear Janet:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I see that you are longing for connection with both your birth and adoptive mother, and that you are seeking meaning in your life and belonging. Is that right?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The recent events have probably stimulated feelings of sadness, despair, and I suspect anger as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Would you be willing for me to respond to your letter in terms of nonviolent communication? If so, read on (and you too dear readers!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When I am in situations where I am severely disappointed with the actions of others I seek as much self empathy as I can muster.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This helps me open my heart not only to them, but to myself and to all of life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this way I move from thinking my feelings are ridiculous or my needs unimportant to full acceptance of who I am.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this way I can empathize with others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I then imagine myself as the other person. In your case, what might be going on for your adoptive mother?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Does she feel disappointment and shame over her parenting skills, and loss and sadness of how she was parented by her own parents?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Does she experience fear that she will lose you, or that her efforts of parenting are not appreciated?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What you are trying to do is move from considering that your mother has personality flaws or to label her actions as cruel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your goal is to be see her as a beautiful, whole being who if you can communicate this to her, might just open up to hearing your needs, and in this way your relationship can shift, heal, and even flourish.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I wonder what comes up for you readers when you hear my perspective on this? Are you curious about learning more? If so, visit my website where you can comment and learn more about life giving communication that will nurture your spirit and help heal your world:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uexpress.com/dearabby/?uc_full_date=20091212"&gt;Original Column&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;DAUGHTER IS CRUSHED BY LOSS OF HER BIRTH MOM'S LETTERS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;DEAR ABBY: I am nearly 50, and learned when I was in my early 30s that I was adopted. I became engaged to a man my adoptive mother did not like. When I told her the news, her response was, "Do what you want -- you aren't ours anyway!" I was devastated. I didn't realize it was literally true until years later, when several of my cousins confirmed it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Since then, I have located my birth family, although my birth mother died long ago. I asked my adoptive mother (who was and still is "Mom" to me) to please send me all the documents she had relating to the adoption, as well as some letters she mentioned that my birth mother had sent in later years saying she was thinking about me and hoping I was well. Mom told me she had thrown them all out! I was devastated all over again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mom says I'm overly sensitive, that the papers were worthless trash and were hers to dispose of. Over the years she had promised several times to show them to me but never did. Now she claims I knew all along that I was adopted and just wanted to find a better mom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Abby, am I being ridiculous? I still have a hole in my heart because I'll never speak to my birth mom, although my siblings have filled in a lot for me. I was able to get my birth certificate and some other papers, but would have loved to have read the letters my birth mom wrote asking about me. I haven't spoken to Mom since, and I'm waiting on your verdict now. --- JANET IN TEXAS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;DEAR JANET: Your feelings are not "ridiculous." It was cruel of your adoptive mother to promise to share your birth mother's letters with you and then to destroy them. She may have done it because she was deeply insecure about whether she would measure up in your eyes if you saw them. Her comment at the time of your engagement was also cruel in light of the fact that you had no clue that you were adopted when she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a name="ContinueFeature"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"  &gt;Was this woman EVER a loving and supportive parent? If so, then try to forgive her. But from my perspective, "Mom" has some glaring personality flaws, and whether you speak to her is strictly up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-5426075802688534473?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5426075802688534473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-i-were-abby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5426075802688534473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5426075802688534473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-i-were-abby.html' title='If I Were Abby'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SyZWnaVQh6I/AAAAAAAAAgI/A2gqb3zxbjU/s72-c/dear_abby+me.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-2930917158622574823</id><published>2009-12-07T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:22:48.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enemy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><title type='text'>Pearls of Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sx2aEPTksSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Pn81yaLppCo/s1600-h/AUNSOLVED_P1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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 &lt;/span&gt;It struck hard at the emotional core of many people, whose wounds still are with us today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How difficult it must have been for these survivors to come to terms with the "enemy" that killed their own.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So great is the pain, surely someone must be to blame for the loss and sorrow in our lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't doubt that people's actions and strategies do result in grievous harm, however, when we diminish our ability to empathize and have compassion for others, we have moved them from having inherent worth and dignity to being the different "other" that deserves what they get, and all that we can give them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The end result is that we pass on to others and to future generations this concept of enemy and people who "deserve" less than we do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Whenever I diminish the worth of others in my thinking I pause to wonder what needs of mine am I not recognizing that I put the responsibility onto others?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What needs unmet have I yet to mourn, or needs met I have yet to celebrate?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I perceive an enemy, a foe, or have a judgment against someone, it is a great opportunity for me to lift up my values, needs, and dreams.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this way I renew my spirit in our common humanity, and in this way can engage in difficult relationships and struggles against oppression and injustice with even a sense of gratitude for my enemies. For they tell me what is mine to hold dear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;I recall a quote from the 1985 movie "Enemy Mine:"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000598/"&gt;Davidge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;: "If one receives evil from another, let one not do evil in return. Rather, let him extend love to the enemy, that love might unite them." I've heard all this before... in the human Taalmaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001283/"&gt;Jerry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Of course you have. Truth is truth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What a pearl of wisdom - enemies are not mine to keep apart and wreck revenge upon, but to grow  my love so that we may yet be united.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sx2bdtmF78I/AAAAAAAAAfw/gye0P-rXyyQ/s1600-h/enemy_mine_large_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sx2bdtmF78I/AAAAAAAAAfw/gye0P-rXyyQ/s320/enemy_mine_large_07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412653261927083970" border="0" 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&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;/m:brkbinsub&gt;&lt;/m:brkbin&gt;&lt;/m:mathfont&gt;&lt;/m:mathpr&gt;&lt;/w:word11kerningpairs&gt;&lt;/w:dontvertalignintxbx&gt;&lt;/w:dontbreakconstrainedforcedtables&gt;&lt;/w:dontvertaligncellwithsp&gt;&lt;/w:splitpgbreakandparamark&gt;&lt;/w:dontgrowautofit&gt;&lt;/w:useasianbreakrules&gt;&lt;/w:wraptextwithpunct&gt;&lt;/w:snaptogridincell&gt;&lt;/w:breakwrappedtables&gt;&lt;/w:compatibility&gt;&lt;/w:donotpromoteqf&gt;&lt;/w:validateagainstschemas&gt;&lt;/w:punctuationkerning&gt;&lt;/w:trackformatting&gt;&lt;/w:trackmoves&gt;&lt;/w:worddocument&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-2930917158622574823?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sx2aEPTksSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Pn81yaLppCo/s72-c/AUNSOLVED_P1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-5702795539825397350</id><published>2009-11-24T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T03:00:33.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demand'/><title type='text'>No Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Swu8tHQraTI/AAAAAAAAAfg/6TdgmUAtYRk/s1600/side_dishes_sweet_potatoes_bc_300x450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Swu8tHQraTI/AAAAAAAAAfg/6TdgmUAtYRk/s320/side_dishes_sweet_potatoes_bc_300x450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407623260817549618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the season for giving thanks, but I’m of the frame of mind to suggest that we also need a season of not giving thanks.  How often do we say “thank you” not because we are really grateful for the life sustaining actions of others and a desire to celebrate that appreciation with others, but instead say thank you from a place of politeness or wanting to make sure that others accept us?   Sometimes when we say “thank you” I imagine that we do so to manipulate the other – to get them to keep on meeting our needs with their actions or words.  Others do the same to us, and with every “thank you” heard it’s as if it is a demand to get us to do what some one else wants and not what we want.  We oblige because we wish to stay in relationship, never questioning shared practices that do not strengthen relationships and can foster resentment.  Often these practices are subtle and we don’t realize how we are like an army recruit at basic training that after being punished by the drill sergeant, we are trained to say, “thank you sir, may I have another?” To the practices of oppression and violence that induce individual and societal suffering, isn’t it time to say, “no thanks?”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we say, “no thanks?”  I believe we can do this by telling others how we feel based on life sustaining needs met (or not). We don’t mindlessly offer up thanks or ignore chances to share gratitude, but honestly and courageously express the true desire of our hearts and minds, which are based on a dream of loving and empowering relationships, and equality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be challenging to express our disappointment with others in an empathetic way. So start small and practice with easy things.  Perhaps when offered this week a second helping of candied sweet potatoes, which you don’t really like you can say “no thanks, I’m quite satisfied with the wonderful meal we’ve already shared.”  With practice we can from candied yams to saying no thanks to poverty, to lack of health care, to domestic violence, and to anything that does not say yes to life for all beings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-5702795539825397350?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5702795539825397350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5702795539825397350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5702795539825397350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-thanksgiving.html' title='No Thanksgiving'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Swu8tHQraTI/AAAAAAAAAfg/6TdgmUAtYRk/s72-c/side_dishes_sweet_potatoes_bc_300x450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-8181803260286796901</id><published>2009-11-16T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T06:21:21.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><title type='text'>Mighty Mouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SwFf3MPzdKI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qmjyaz5mCWk/s1600/Ellen-van-Deelen-_-(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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line-height: 115%;"&gt;Need, then, is the net for all things that exist;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;man has tools in proportion to his need.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;So, quickly, increase your need, needy one,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;that the sea of abundance may surge up in loving kindness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Rumi, Mathnawi, II 3279-80: 3292&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Perhaps one of the kindest, most compassionate gifts we can offer ourselves and others is to recognize the great need in each of us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all are needy - we long for love, community, health, beauty, safety, and peace.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If we recognize the greet need in our species, and indeed of life on this planet, I believe that we open up the doors of love and power to flow through us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not us who own the needs, but interconnected life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To deny our needs, then, is to deny life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I believe that if we can make friends with the needs pressing around us, we ease up with the exact strategy to fulfill these needs, and this brings compassion, empathy, and healing into our relationships.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Where in your life, perhaps as parent or teacher, do you deny that you have needs and that life is inviting you to open to this so that you may fully live?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-8181803260286796901?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8181803260286796901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/11/mighty-mouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8181803260286796901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8181803260286796901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/11/mighty-mouse.html' title='Mighty Mouse'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SwFf3MPzdKI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qmjyaz5mCWk/s72-c/Ellen-van-Deelen-_-(4).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-173857296607069914</id><published>2009-10-27T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:16:14.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><title type='text'>Certifiably Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SudG1JuG15I/AAAAAAAAAeo/1-iZo5FnX_M/s1600-h/Crazy_Tuxes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SudG1JuG15I/AAAAAAAAAeo/1-iZo5FnX_M/s320/Crazy_Tuxes.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397360557383145362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tomorrow I travel to Seattle, and then on to Vancouver Island for my final step in Nonviolent Communication Certification as a Trainer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I wonder now what it means to be "certified?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In some ways there is a contradiction here - to use labels to categorize oneself or others can shut down an openness to learn about the other and to listen to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Isn't Compassionate Communication all about not using labels or categorizing people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Perhaps, except when labels, positions, or categories can meet needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What we long for in our lives is choice - and to have total choice this means that we can opt for judging others to meet needs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In my case, to be a "Certified Trainer" opens up doorways to support others within Unitarian Universalism and peace and multispecies activism, and this means a lot to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I long for harmony, choice, and beauty and if being labeled as a "Trainer" helps others feel supported and have confidence in compassionate communication, then I will gladly wear that label.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Perhaps I'm a bit certifiably crazy to dream of such a world where choice, interdependence, peace, and autonomy are the hallmarks of relationships. How about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What labels do you use on yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What needs are met by being "certified" as a parent, teacher, student, or spouse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-173857296607069914?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/173857296607069914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/10/certifiably-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/173857296607069914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/173857296607069914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/10/certifiably-crazy.html' title='Certifiably Crazy'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SudG1JuG15I/AAAAAAAAAeo/1-iZo5FnX_M/s72-c/Crazy_Tuxes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-5214944599908542721</id><published>2009-10-14T04:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T04:08:25.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><title type='text'>When is a Jerk a Jerk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/StWxEMbXAbI/AAAAAAAAAeI/KIXR8z7bwkA/s1600-h/jerks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/StWxEMbXAbI/AAAAAAAAAeI/KIXR8z7bwkA/s320/jerks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392410814459609522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In recent conversations I have heard others argue, "sometimes you just have to call people jerks."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They aren't saying that you need to say this out loud to others, or that the people whose behavior doesn't meet your needs aren't children of God or the Universe.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What they are trying to communicate to me is that certain behavior is "not acceptable."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By calling people a jerk you have passed a judgment on the actions and not on the people themselves who of course, according to our Unitarian Universalist principles, always have inherent worth and dignity.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So it's okay to let the inner chatter label people as jerks, right?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or to use this label or any other label as a short cut to trusted friends to speed up and clarify communication, right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I've been thinking about this and here's what goes on for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I use the word "jerk" or categorize people in any way, even just in my thoughts, I shift.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My heart constricts and I am less open to listening, empathizing, and connecting to other people and the dream of the way I wish to live.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As a practitioner of Compassionate Communication therefore I attempt to identify the needs of what others are attempting to meet and let that be both the inner and outer conversation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this way my heart opens to life and possibility and what we might do together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Practice:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One time today, observe when you label someone and she how you feel with this. Then identify the needs the person is pursuing and attempt to empathize with them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Does this make a difference in how you feel? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-5214944599908542721?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5214944599908542721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-is-jerk-jerk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5214944599908542721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5214944599908542721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-is-jerk-jerk.html' title='When is a Jerk a Jerk?'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/StWxEMbXAbI/AAAAAAAAAeI/KIXR8z7bwkA/s72-c/jerks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-1026154304163561830</id><published>2009-09-21T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T07:20:25.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blame'/><title type='text'>You Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383924961343287058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SreLOiI5rxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/vtc7_BbUr5I/s320/happy-crowd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent news we heard how Representative Joe Wilson from South Carolina shouted, “you lie” at President Obama during his speech on health reform to the joint congress. In the days to follow I heard much talk about this, and in people’s sharings there was a sense of despair and hopelessness that we will not be able to work things out with such disparity of views and incivility in the public realm. How can we work towards the common good if we can’t even talk to one another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m guessing that if you are reading this you aren’t a member of Congress, so let me bring this sense of “name calling” to our own lives. Where do you assume bad intentions of another person when their words or actions don’t meet up with your needs and expectations? I’m guessing it’s rather often. How can we work towards the common good if we in our own lives can’t talk to another without “name calling” and assuming we know what the other person means and what they intend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps in your own life it might be like this. A friend of yours did not show up for a date you had set to go to dinner. You think, “she doesn’t care for me enough to call,” or “she never really wanted to be with me, I’m boring. I just wish she wouldn’t lie to me.” What if you checked out your paranoia by calling her and saying that you were disappointed that you didn’t have a chance to share this planned meal together and would she be willing to tell you what happened, why she didn’t show up?” You might get responses such as “My child was sick and we had to go to the emergency room,” or “I was so depressed I could not even get to the phone to call you.” This might be an opening for honest communication and a deepening relationship, or perhaps a deepening connection to life for both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we can hold onto this dream of how to communicate with one another, maybe one day, an angry and frustrated Representative might instead call up the President and say, “I am do disappointed with the process of legislation and I wonder if you’d be willing to talk with me about your values, views, and strategies so that we might come up with a plan that serves the common good and not just our individual or party agenda?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we could do this, we as a people would shout not “you lie” but would shout with gladness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-1026154304163561830?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/1026154304163561830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-lie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/1026154304163561830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/1026154304163561830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-lie.html' title='You Lie'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SreLOiI5rxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/vtc7_BbUr5I/s72-c/happy-crowd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-5318908857841892927</id><published>2009-09-13T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T16:45:11.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='request'/><title type='text'>I Want Both of Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sq2D8HaknnI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6CbXGEdZbHc/s1600-h/happily-married-sun-shine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381102198583500402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sq2D8HaknnI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6CbXGEdZbHc/s320/happily-married-sun-shine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Want Both of Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hafiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want both of us&lt;br /&gt;To start talking about this great love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if you, I, and the Sun were all married&lt;br /&gt;And living in a tiny room,&lt;br /&gt;Helping each other to cook,&lt;br /&gt;Do the wash,&lt;br /&gt;Weave and sew,&lt;br /&gt;Care for our beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all leave each morning&lt;br /&gt;To labor on the earth’s field.&lt;br /&gt;No one doesn’t lift a great pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want both of us to start singing like two&lt;br /&gt;Traveling minstrels&lt;br /&gt;About this extraordinary existence&lt;br /&gt;We share,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if&lt;br /&gt;You, I, and God were all married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And living in&lt;br /&gt;A tiny&lt;br /&gt;Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Compassionate Communication, this heart-warming poem is a wish, desire, or longing and may invite empathy and dialog. For me it is a profound invitation to engage with the wonder and awe of life, and extend as much kindness as I can out towards others because we are all so precious and all struggling so. There is a difference, however, between this poem’s wishful qualities and a specific request. A specific request goes like this: would you be willing to tell me what comes up for you when you read this poem and read my words of reflection? I may want both of us to live a life based on love, but until I ask with concrete, doable, in-the-moment possibilities, I have not made a request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your day-to-day life, what would a request look like that asks someone else to talk with you about a great love? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-5318908857841892927?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5318908857841892927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-both-of-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5318908857841892927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5318908857841892927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-both-of-us.html' title='I Want Both of Us'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sq2D8HaknnI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6CbXGEdZbHc/s72-c/happily-married-sun-shine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-4815996970334555152</id><published>2009-09-06T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T15:05:28.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tolerance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='value'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>We Are Of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We are of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Gainesville, Florida there is a congregation that posted a sign that says, “Islam is of the Devil” on their lawn. This raised public outcry, which was further inflamed when the school year began and the children from this church were sent home from school because they wore t-shirts with the same message on them. My son who works at a local market was sitting outside during break this week when a woman wearing one of those t-shirts came up to him and asked him if he was a Christian. The woman said her message spoke the truth and the only way to God was through Jesus. My son, a devote evangelical Christian, countered that we humans cannot know the truth of how to bring people to love and to God, but we can only let love and God live through us. He said that the woman, with her two young children, would stand a better chance of witnessing for God if she didn’t wear such a t-shirt. Instead, as she spoke to him people who walked by told the woman she was racist and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378478315987830450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SqQxiDCYhrI/AAAAAAAAAdo/J3pvw9o-XzU/s320/DSC_2228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident is perhaps a more extreme example of how we all tend to get hooked on specific strategies or outcomes. Is this true for you? By setting our sights on our way of doing things, or of being right, do you find that you lose sight of the original dream, value, or need? In this case this woman is saying that the only way to love and to transcendence is through Jesus, and anything else is wrong. Do we in our own ways feel that there is a specific path for love, compassion, and community and judge others if they don’t agree with us? What if we just set our sights on love, connect to that energy, and let go of how we do things? For instance, what if in your congregation you let love flow through you and let go of the kind of music sung, the length or tone of the sermon, or the specific methods used in faith development for children and youth. I imagine that in my own congregation and it is how I wish to live in community – not idolizing my own perspective or even that of humanity, but instead looking inward and outward towards the dream of the community forming power of love, which some give the name of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this potential within us all, I believe that we as a species are not of the devil, but of God, and when are not of evil, but of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bedevils me is when I get stuck in the details of what I want, instead of what sustains my family, my friends, my congregation, this earth, and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sustains you? What devils are in your details?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378478568400056914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SqQxwvWJclI/AAAAAAAAAdw/QXnTRO9j4GA/s320/Tasmanian%2520devil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Tasmanian Devil)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-4815996970334555152?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4815996970334555152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-are-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4815996970334555152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4815996970334555152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-are-of-love.html' title='We Are Of Love'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SqQxiDCYhrI/AAAAAAAAAdo/J3pvw9o-XzU/s72-c/DSC_2228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-3944702925435214561</id><published>2009-08-31T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T03:39:45.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Sense for the Common Good</title><content type='html'>Mounting scientific and archeological data supports the idea that humans evolved to be both collaborative and competitive – to seek self interests as well as interests of others. We have it in us to place a high priority on our own needs, as well as on the needs of others. What then do we do when self-interest competes with other interest, or we perceive that it does? When this happens to you, do you blame others for “not doing their share,” yourself for being “selfish” or for society being beyond redemption? Do you end up choosing between self-interest and other interest, and also losing connection with others, yourself, and your deepest dreams and longing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there is another way. Common sense suggests, as does my experience, that there is a way that self-interest can align with other interest, and that is when I strive to meet my needs while also considering the needs of others. Pursuing the common good benefits all people, indeed all beings, without diminishing any ones needs. When two friends, a family, a community, a congregation, or a society or nation can put the common good (equally considering everyone’s needs) in the forefront, we will find that we have abundant resources and creativity to build better relationships and experience more beautiful and joyful moments, and hence realize the beloved community. This is my prayer not just for the future, but now, in the very next thought and conversation you and I have. May it be so. Blessed Be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-3944702925435214561?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3944702925435214561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/08/common-sense-for-common-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3944702925435214561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3944702925435214561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/08/common-sense-for-common-good.html' title='Common Sense for the Common Good'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-7553854536510327049</id><published>2009-08-24T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:14:33.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='request'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Faith Without Works</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SpMB5XsBvQI/AAAAAAAAAcs/fuoUYZQYibI/s1600-h/DisplayAttach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373640865505983746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SpMB5XsBvQI/AAAAAAAAAcs/fuoUYZQYibI/s320/DisplayAttach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a sermon from Unitarian Univeralist minister Rev. Christine Robinson today as a podcast and was struck by something she said – “faith without works dies” (&lt;a href="http://65.38.180.232/blogs/index.php?blog=7&amp;amp;m=200904"&gt;http://65.38.180.232/blogs/index.php?blog=7&amp;amp;m=200904&lt;/a&gt;, April 6, 2009 sermon ). By this she means that if we don’t act on that in which we put faith, the bedrock of meaning and hope in our lives will dwindle away. I wonder what you have faith in? Perhaps it is that we are here to serve? Maybe you feel that love is the highest aspiration of human relationships and endeavors? You might also say that you have faith in God, Unitarian Universalism, human possibility, or Compassionate Communication. In any of these value rich professions of faith, what actions live out the deep core of your being? What is the dream of living in this world, and how can you help make it so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you are unsure how to have faith, for love seems so far away or hard to do. Serving others doesn’t seem to make any difference. Maybe God, your congregation, people you know, or the 4 steps of Nonviolent Communication have failed you. How can one have faith in one’s deepest longings and dreams when it just doesn’t work out the way you want it to, or need it to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the paradox for me. Faith isn’t to “work out” or “produce results.” But resting in faith, connecting to that divine energy of belonging and being beyond wrongdoing and rightdoing, can nourish you to do work based on this faith without being attached to outcomes. In this way your faith can grow as you cocreate with life around you. By resting in our faith, we can feel how life’s call is a clear bell sounding full of promise, an invitation to joy, and in the parlance of nonviolent communication, the bittersweet a request that may or may not produce results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes find myself feeling overwhelmed thinking of the heart and body ache in this world. I can either work too hard to try to save the world and wear myself out, or not even want to venture out of the house because the “to do” list is too long, too demanding, “too important.” If I rest for just a few minutes, as I am doing now, letting my feelings of sadness or despair connect me to my needs, values, and longings, I find my spirits uplifted and prepared now to put myself out there into the world, working to build upon my faith, and maybe, just maybe, to build the beloved community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoraKim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-7553854536510327049?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7553854536510327049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/08/faith-without-works.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7553854536510327049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7553854536510327049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/08/faith-without-works.html' title='Faith Without Works'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SpMB5XsBvQI/AAAAAAAAAcs/fuoUYZQYibI/s72-c/DisplayAttach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-7140674990959139426</id><published>2009-08-16T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T09:08:11.174-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><title type='text'>Judge Not, Want Not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sogux6EpwOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/l_w2JSttAUo/s1600-h/Sea_otters_holding_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370593990576554210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sogux6EpwOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/l_w2JSttAUo/s320/Sea_otters_holding_hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we judge someone else we are living out our human evolution by discerning how the other person is meeting our needs. Are they friend or foe? Will they compete or collaborate with me? Will being with them cause me to lose more energy than I will receive in return? Is this relationship worth engaging? Though judging and discernment is natural behavior, too often our judgment surfaces as more of a habitual response that harms relationships or disconnects us from life-giving conversations or actions. For instance, you might judge your parent, spouse, or child as “wrong” when they do not show up on time or clean up after themselves. Your response might be to withdraw from relating, or retaliating with verbal domination or violence. There is another way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you find yourself judging another, concentrate on what the judging says about your values and dreams. Our judgment about another says more about us than anyone else. Maybe you are irritated because your spouse did not do something he or she said they would, such as cook dinner. This tells you have a need for support, sustenance, ease, and dependability. Rest for a time in the energy of these needs without trying to fix the situation. Then consider the needs of your spouse in this situation. What needs were they attempting to meet? Perhaps some of the same ones apply, as well as fun, diversion, autonomy, and balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hope is to open your heart to the full humanity of the other person, and to learn more about yourself and the other. When strategies for meeting needs to do not satisfy both parties, you encounter a wonderful chance to learn what values are important, what you long for, and how healing it can be to hold the other person tenderly in your heart as a precious being. Out of this spaciousness and presence, relationships can flow more from love and possibility, than from constricting unfulfilled expectations. Do you believe this? Try it and judge for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the hope of healing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoraKim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-7140674990959139426?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7140674990959139426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/08/judge-not-want-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7140674990959139426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7140674990959139426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/08/judge-not-want-not.html' title='Judge Not, Want Not.'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sogux6EpwOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/l_w2JSttAUo/s72-c/Sea_otters_holding_hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-8577974977023618194</id><published>2009-08-08T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T06:25:25.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acceptance'/><title type='text'>A Hard Decree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Hard Decree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hafiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;Posted&lt;br /&gt;On the Tavern wall&lt;br /&gt;A hard decree for all of love’s inmates&lt;br /&gt;Which read:&lt;br /&gt;If you heart cannot find a joyful work&lt;br /&gt;The jaws of this world&lt;br /&gt;Will probably&lt;br /&gt;Grab hold of your&lt;br /&gt;Sweet&lt;br /&gt;Ass &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367582551011066818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sn175DeZg8I/AAAAAAAAAb0/hYOgSIpl9R0/s320/1188-large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I am thinking of joy and work. Do you find joy in what you set for yourself to do? If not, I wonder if you have this litany in your mind’s chatter: I must do this for people are depending on me? I have to do this because it is what my responsibility as parent, friend, colleague, and employee? I should be doing something else because the world’s fate is entirely in my hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I’ve got some of that chatter too. Yet I wonder what is this wondrous life for? Why do we know beauty? Love? One another? If not for joy, than what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we get to joy in the daily routine when “things must get done” and “money earned?” How do we let go of the bite of our mind’s blaming and guilt and get to that field beyond wrong doing and right doing? Might we really lie in the sweet grass instead of being burdened down by, and as if a, sweet ass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you were to imagine the needs that your work fulfills? Say housework offers order and cleanliness to you and others, parenting nurtures and supports whom you love and gives you the chance to contribute, and your job provides security, protection, and connection. I am not saying that mixed in with these needs met by your work there are not also unmet needs. What I offer is an invitation to hold still for a moment, breathe in and out several times as you rest in the energy of these needs without trying to “fix” yourself, the work, or someone else. Connecting to these needs, we connect to life in full affirmation that we belong on this planet and are worthy. Out of this blessed acceptance of ourselves and others, we give birth to the hope of freedom and of joy. No longer prisoners of “should” and “must” there arises new ways of doing the work, changing our work, and enjoying our work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this be so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367583391238048130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sn18p9kHyYI/AAAAAAAAAcE/yOLN3ChZNd4/s320/Dog%2520Kiss%2520Donkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-8577974977023618194?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8577974977023618194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/08/hard-decree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8577974977023618194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8577974977023618194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/08/hard-decree.html' title='A Hard Decree'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sn175DeZg8I/AAAAAAAAAb0/hYOgSIpl9R0/s72-c/1188-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-3932084121320030974</id><published>2009-07-31T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:51:43.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hafiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sufi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Take No Prisoners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wonder where you are today? What aches lie in your body? What heaviness burdens your heart? What doubts slumber in your mind? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is no secret to liberation from the daily digest of human woes, but there is nourishment in knowing that though you many not control the future and cannot change the past, for the very next moment, the very next breath, you can see yourself as beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are the light of the world, and my prayer is that if we can take courage to grow our compassionate conciousness, we may extend our freedom beyond one moment, or one breath, and out to our one world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;May it be so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(inspired by a poem by Sufi poet Hafiz, below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have not come here to take prisoners, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But to surrender ever more deeply&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To freedom and joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have not come into this exquisite world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To hold ourselves hostage from love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Run my dear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For anything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That may not strengthen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your precious budding wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Run like hell my dear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From anyone likely &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To put a sharp knife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Into the sacred, tender vision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of your beautiful heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a duty to befriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those aspects of obedience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That stand outside of our house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And shout to our reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"O please, O please, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come out and play."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For we have not come here to take prisoners&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or to confine our wondrous spirits,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But to experience ever more deeply&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our divine courage, freedom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Light!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Hafiz (We Have Not Come To Take Prisoners)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-3932084121320030974?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3932084121320030974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/07/take-no-prisoners.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3932084121320030974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3932084121320030974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/07/take-no-prisoners.html' title='Take No Prisoners'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-8171981219154208710</id><published>2009-07-15T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T04:31:09.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='congregation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='covenant'/><title type='text'>Intentions of Compassionate Communication Practitioners in Unitarian Univeralism</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seek peace resulting from a Thou-Thou connection (a deep knowing and embodiment that the other person or being has inherent worth and dignity). This makes it possible for our needs to be met without depriving any person or persons the resources necessary to have their needs met. Compassionate Communication Consciousness is about seeking peace and justice in every moment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this complex world, we recognize the difficulty of living a life based on the values of equality and justice. Thus we realize the importance of an intentional spiritual practice as a basis for peaceful living, which in Compassionate Communication includes growing in intrapersonal and interpersonal relational skills. Practicing is not just building, but living the beloved community.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This spiritual practice of Compassionate Communication is deeply Unitarian Universalist as reflected in our principles and traditions. We have a long history of learning from others (unsealed revelation), affirming the inherent worth and dignity of all beings, recognizing our interdependence within our communities of mixed species, and our hope in the community forming power of love that comes through covenanted community. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no “right or wrong” way to “do” Compassionate Communication. We look beyond formulas, creeds, or specific steps in a spiritual practice, to growing our individual and collective consciousness so that as a community we increase our ability to love and stay engaged. To stay engaged and in relationship in the complex interplay of human fumbling and bumbling is to live out the hope and grace of religious covenant, the foundation of Unitarian Universalism.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Compassionate Communication embraces the heart of Unitarian Universalism and because inner peace is not separate from outer peace, seeking to grow and practice peacemaking in our hearts and congregations is a priority. Our sense of urgency arises from our capacity for individual, group, community, and societal violence, domination, and broken relationships, much of which we may unwittingly be a part. Suffering may be ever present, yet the possibility of peace and healing arises in every thought, breath, word, and action.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this possibility of being the peace we wish to see in the world, we seek leading the change in our congregations and in our communities. We do not lose our way in anger and hurt because we recognize the opportunities inherent in conflict and relational tension to increase our own capacity for peacemaking within, among and between. By turning anger into a celebration of mourning unmet needs we can stay in relationship in the midst of conflict and enhance our ability to hear and consider everyone’s needs. By letting go of specific outcomes and strategies, we engage ever more deeply and joyfully with one another. With an invitation to play, we eventually overcome the differences between our strategies to meet needs, and instead concentrate on developing our collective spiritual life. In this creative milieu, we have the chance to truly understand the needs, dreams, and longings of others. In this understanding our congregations become ever-stronger centers of liberation and service. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the importance of support in this work, and how our shared practice will grow with your presence and input, we invite you to join us on our email list serve &lt;a href="http://lists.uua.org/mailman/listinfo/uu-speakingpeace"&gt;http://lists.uua.org/mailman/listinfo/uu-speakingpeace&lt;/a&gt; and on our website &lt;a href="http://www.uuspeakpeace.org/"&gt;http://www.uuspeakpeace.org/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-8171981219154208710?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8171981219154208710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/07/intentions-of-compassionate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8171981219154208710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8171981219154208710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/07/intentions-of-compassionate.html' title='Intentions of Compassionate Communication Practitioners in Unitarian Univeralism'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-6041310623122306754</id><published>2009-06-18T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:00:24.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mending Our Covenant - Singing Hallelujah While Playing for Change</title><content type='html'>I recently gave sermon, “Virtue, Vice, and Economic Advice.” In the service I played two music videos to highlight how we humans have broken our covenant with all of life, and how we might mend this covenant. In terms of Compassionate Communication, we live under an economic system where the needs of many aren’t even on the table, leaving many to starve while others stuff themselves at a feast made abundant only through the suffering of other beings. I believe it is possible to live another way, to equally consider all the needs of all life, and then to get creative about finding solutions out of this fix we are in. To know the needs of others, we must know of their lives, and mourn the sorrowful abundance of misery and unmet basic needs in this world. For this aim, I made a music video to the song, “Hallelujah” (sung by Alison Crowe and lyrics by Leonard Cohen). Once we can find a way to hold in our hearts the unmet needs of our earth and her beings, creative possibilities emerge, such as shown in the second video, “Playing for Change” set to the song “Stand By Me.” Though there is heartache in the world, we can find joy and playfully engage with others to mend our hearts and the living covenant that we were born under – the beauty of life that cannot be denied, be it in rainbow, human on the road, or bird in our hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eTdoB_NMz4Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eTdoB_NMz4Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Us-TVg40ExM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Us-TVg40ExM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-6041310623122306754?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6041310623122306754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/06/mending-our-covenant-singing-hallelujah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6041310623122306754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6041310623122306754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/06/mending-our-covenant-singing-hallelujah.html' title='Mending Our Covenant - Singing Hallelujah While Playing for Change'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-8309248114639528184</id><published>2009-05-17T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T05:16:27.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Booby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sg__-QQlJaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vexgBLgtk_I/s1600-h/753px-Brown_Booby_LEI_jan08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336765528438810018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sg__-QQlJaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vexgBLgtk_I/s320/753px-Brown_Booby_LEI_jan08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brown Booby (photo by Aviceda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I spied a Brown Booby, a kind of marine bird so named because of its silly antics. We also call others and ourselves boobies, our inner chatter full up self-defeating scripts and obsessions. What a loss that we don’t see that we are as beautiful in our natural state as is the Booby, and that if we can see this, we can fly free as a bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this freedom is for everyone. To rid ourselves of rigidity, any negative judgment of self or another requires painful and yet liberating inner surgery. This procedure requires that we feel the pain and regret of unmet needs, in ourselves primarily, and stay in that energy for a while without trying to fix the situation or ourselves. Ultimately in a transcendent fashion, there is nothing to fix. We are perfect just the way we are and in that liberation, we can actually transform ourselves in every moment with every breath, word, thought, and action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way to believe that you belong on this earth as part and parcel of its emerald beauty is to recall a situation or something you saw that brought unpremeditated joy, peace, or a smile to you. Perhaps it is a child laughing in a park, a bird soaring overhead, a sunrise or sunset, the stars at night, a song, or a conversation with someone. In that moment, honestly, are there any judgments of yourself or others? Our inner work is to train our minds and our hearts to see that every moment is full of beauty and of loss, and in that cutting edge of reality, we may clean up the edges of our wounds and bind up the broken. May it be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-8309248114639528184?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8309248114639528184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-booby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8309248114639528184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8309248114639528184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-booby.html' title='Beautiful Booby'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sg__-QQlJaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vexgBLgtk_I/s72-c/753px-Brown_Booby_LEI_jan08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-8582334183217673209</id><published>2009-05-11T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T05:22:43.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><title type='text'>Street Credibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sgg50Sy3LKI/AAAAAAAAANI/ps1V1qJdfkI/s1600-h/2008,activism,b,w,friendship,hug,hugs,inspiration,kindness,love,new,year,people,photography,street,warm-c3b9c5c7e36129f9ba2db13bdff1c68c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334577329181502626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sgg50Sy3LKI/AAAAAAAAANI/ps1V1qJdfkI/s320/2008,activism,b,w,friendship,hug,hugs,inspiration,kindness,love,new,year,people,photography,street,warm-c3b9c5c7e36129f9ba2db13bdff1c68c_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     This morning in the Gainesville Sun there is a story about an aspiring rapper who robbed a store in Gainesville to gain credibility as a rapper. As part of his plan, he shot a store clerk in the temple with a BB gun. I admit to a flash of dark humor about the “silliness” of our humanity and what our nature and culture brings us to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Yet there is also an internal flutter of discomfort and sorrow that says “this is not just this one man, or the rap culture, or street violence, this is in all of us.” To gain status, to gain acceptability, and to ease our fears we commit acts of violence or domination throughout our days, perhaps mostly in small ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     If the spirit of the universe could look down on our spinning blue boat home form afar, she/he/it might also be struck with sweet sorrow about our kind. I also know that seen from afar, that the Spirit of Love’s heart would swell witnessing the countless acts of kindness committed on the street – someone waving someone else into a parking spot, another helping an elderly person across the intersection, and people offering words of comfort, solace, food to the homeless who call the streets and the woods their home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Somewhere deep in us there is a place of choice, where we can act out the hope that we can offer life-giving acts throughout the day in the smallest of ways. In this fashion, we gain credibility with our own selves, and began to also see the beauty and power of us to live and breathe the beloved community in every moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-8582334183217673209?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8582334183217673209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/05/street-credibility.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8582334183217673209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8582334183217673209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/05/street-credibility.html' title='Street Credibility'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/Sgg50Sy3LKI/AAAAAAAAANI/ps1V1qJdfkI/s72-c/2008,activism,b,w,friendship,hug,hugs,inspiration,kindness,love,new,year,people,photography,street,warm-c3b9c5c7e36129f9ba2db13bdff1c68c_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-7013318764857206110</id><published>2009-05-05T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:16:44.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acceptance'/><title type='text'>Shining Your Mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SgA8KNa5_9I/AAAAAAAAANA/aXB1b1oQoww/s1600-h/yosemite-mirror-lake-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332328104905539538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SgA8KNa5_9I/AAAAAAAAANA/aXB1b1oQoww/s320/yosemite-mirror-lake-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently while in Guatemala I kept hearing how “bad” humans were and that we weren’t as good or pure as the birds and the forest. The people telling me this were folks working with front line conservation in very bad conditions in the north forest of Guatemala. They were using all their people skills, mental abilities, patience, and heart to treat one another with compassion and to help save the planet. I worked with them as avian veterinarian, and also as “conservation chaplain,” trying to help them by being the mirror that showed their human essence as being beyond wrong doing or right doing. Believe me, this took work, because I had also to keep doing my deep spiritual work of shining my own mirror so it could reflect love and beauty back to them. It isn’t easy to shine with acceptance in a world so full of pain, sorrow, and disappointment, however, I know no other path for we humans to come into our own possibility of belonging on this planet so that the days of all beings may be long, and belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where in your life do you experience others or yourself as “wrong” or “right?”How do you shine your own mirror so that others see that they are being wrongdoing and rightdoing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-7013318764857206110?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7013318764857206110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/05/recently-while-in-guatemala-i-kept.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7013318764857206110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7013318764857206110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/05/recently-while-in-guatemala-i-kept.html' title='Shining Your Mirror'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SgA8KNa5_9I/AAAAAAAAANA/aXB1b1oQoww/s72-c/yosemite-mirror-lake-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-596284068569198653</id><published>2009-03-21T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T07:12:50.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interconnection'/><title type='text'>To My Selves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;     This poem was written by one of the co-authors of the Heart Talk curriculum that our congregation taught on Sunday mornings in the fall of 2008.  She and I were having an email exchange where I was suddenly struck with the interdependence of life and one of the maxims of nonviolent communication – my needs can only ultimately be met by considering your needs, and that beloved community means coming up with strategies for meeting needs that also meet the needs of everyone, and of this beautiful world.  No one was born to sacrifice their needs for another.  Out of this interaction she wrote this poem which I share with you below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     This will be my last blog for a while as I will be in Guatemala for the next month (most of April 2009).  I will be thinking of compassionate conservation while there and how this consciousness may facilitate conservation projects and promote the flourishing of the beings that they serve.  For these beings are also ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To My Selves&lt;br /&gt;Veronica Lassen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone                                      &lt;br /&gt;                                                            There is no alone.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve never been alone.&lt;br /&gt;                                                            For we are One.&lt;br /&gt;Even in your despair&lt;br /&gt;                                                             One with the Life Force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was too much to hold by yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               Rhythmically pulsing all throughout existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees held you in their arms&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                   One with the dancing planets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earth understood you           &lt;br /&gt;                                                     One with the singing of fixing&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Nitrogen bacteria and tree root&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companions you’ve never met&lt;br /&gt;                                                       One with the love that permeates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were praying that you would open to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        This cherished Uni-verse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditating between the notes&lt;br /&gt;                                                        This one-song.&lt;br /&gt;Filling all matter and space with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            Relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-596284068569198653?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/596284068569198653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-my-selves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/596284068569198653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/596284068569198653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-my-selves.html' title='To My Selves'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-8306474410850679722</id><published>2009-03-15T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T06:48:51.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Anger Pleas to Please to Peace</title><content type='html'>This morning in our congregation Rev. Meredith Garmon is speaking about anger and of it’s natural place in our lives as we work with it to build peace in the beloved community.  Anger is part of “hard wiring” in the basic primal emotional groups of emotions:  mad, glad, sad, and afraid.  To be human, is to respond in anger.  Immediately however, signals of anger shoot up from our more primitive brain that responds with “fight or fright” to our cognitive centers and we begin to tell stories of why we are angry.  Behind every anger response then is a “should.”  We can be mad at our selves for what we should have done, mad at others for what they did or didn’t do, and underneath all of this, mad at existence for putting us in this awful pickle of being human and suffering all that we do as humans – loss, aging, death, pain, etc.  In these “shoulds” then we have a chance to connect to life-giving needs, and from that to mourning, celebration in gratitude, and making specific requests as we move from victim hood to contributing to ourselves and the neighborhood.  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example this happened to me this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the front page of the Gainesville Sun and there was a sticker saying “vote yes on Amendment 1” which is the amendment that would take away anti-discrimination protections from gay, lesbians, bisexuals, and transgendered people.  The claim is that we need this amendment to keep men out of women’s restrooms.  I had a surge of anger that came from shoulds:  The Sun shouldn’t run this advertisement when they are against Amendment 1.  People shouldn’t be fearful and prejudiced, and shouldn’t misrepresent the issues, etc.  Translating this anger into needs I see that I long for equality, freedom, clarity, inclusiveness and understanding.  Just writing these needs I feel the anger shift to empathy for the human species and a shift from “fight or fright/flight” to wanting to engage in the issue with compassion and with perseverance.  If I stay in the shoulds I might flea with a plea on my tongue, “mend this world,” or might shift to thinking that those who hold different views from mine merit any less of my compassionate presence.  I have faith that my compassionate presence and engagement with life will yield greater results than responding to the anger stimulus without consciously choosing what my actions and words might be.  I choose peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anger is a plea to please pay attention to needs, and when we do, we offer peace to ourselves and the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-8306474410850679722?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8306474410850679722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/03/anger-pleas-to-please-to-peace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8306474410850679722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8306474410850679722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/03/anger-pleas-to-please-to-peace.html' title='Anger Pleas to Please to Peace'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-141538259980045351</id><published>2009-03-08T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:22:18.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='defensive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard to hear messages'/><title type='text'>Pretty Please With Sugar On Top</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SbR8v1lAUpI/AAAAAAAAALw/mSOoE8VC_wI/s1600-h/3231951577_1f455efd5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311007021854642834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SbR8v1lAUpI/AAAAAAAAALw/mSOoE8VC_wI/s320/3231951577_1f455efd5e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This evening I am wondering if you have heard recently any hard to hear complaints from anyone in your life? Has anyone said something that appears to judge or blame you or someone else? Do you feel like withdrawing from the relationship or perhaps become defensive in thought or word? Well, me too. When this happens I try to step back and take a couple of deep breaths so that I can connect to live through understanding universal needs, of how heart and hope and justice is striving to get through in all our conversations. Then I try these two things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Place myself in their shoes. What might they be feeling and needing. Breath with this a while and connect to the energy of these needs without telling stories about whether the person "should" have these needs or whether they are demanding something of you or the world or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Hear in their words "please." In their howling and growling they are really shouting out with their hearts, "please, someone, anyone, help me." Or perhaps, "fix it!" or "mend my life!" Breath with this for a while and imagine them saying please, pretty please, with sugar on top. Their words and body language might not have suggested this compassionate language to you, and might never. You don't have control over them. You can only change yourself. So take a few moments, a few hours, even a life time and hear the please in others, in yourself, and in the world. It is a cry for you to connect to the beauty of the needs. And out of that connection might just come the turn of heart in yourself and others to have all the needs of others valued and on the table. Once you get everyone at that table, there will be plenty of pretty please with sugar on top to feed the world with a wonderful dessert of compassion, just deserts for all life. Maybe you won’t get what you want, but the sweet sorrow will feed your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the hope not of a sweet tooth, but a sugary please,&lt;br /&gt;(let us not bite, but delight),&lt;br /&gt;LoraKim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-141538259980045351?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/141538259980045351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/03/pretty-please-with-sugar-on-top.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/141538259980045351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/141538259980045351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/03/pretty-please-with-sugar-on-top.html' title='Pretty Please With Sugar On Top'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SbR8v1lAUpI/AAAAAAAAALw/mSOoE8VC_wI/s72-c/3231951577_1f455efd5e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-7749061907899141428</id><published>2009-03-01T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:24:10.484-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='congregation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><title type='text'>All You Need is Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SasYxaj67AI/AAAAAAAAALo/bN0rTPQYtRE/s1600-h/080904_protest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308363823008902146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SasYxaj67AI/AAAAAAAAALo/bN0rTPQYtRE/s320/080904_protest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Members of our congregation protesting the Charter Amendment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Independent Aligator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recently I’ve been reflecting on time management and how my life has so many balls in the air I’m juggling. I wonder too if you are busy with home, family, community, and congregation? Do you find that on some days you have an “edge” because you aren’t getting your needs for ease and rest met, and you have less energy to engage with others, or to offer yourself empathy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared my concerns with nonviolent communication trainer Sura Hart this past week of how I see the people in our congregation doing so much that we have troubles communicating, remembering, and focusing on what will bring us the most life fulfilling connections and activities. She said that she really feels that the “lack of time” is what is the most significant contribution to difficulty in parenting relationships with partners and with children. So how do we decide what to let go of, and what to grab on tight to with all our heart and energy? We live in a new age where even in the last few years I see an acceleration of time grabbers through technological advances on the Internet. It seems we don’t have the tools to know how to slow down, and how to choose between saving and savoring the day. Compassionate Communication may offer us some insights into tools that we can use together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Before you arise each morning think of the most compelling needs you have for that day. Don’t move into thinking of how to meet those needs, just rest in the “energy” and “feeling” of those needs. What would it feel like to have those needs met? This will help you embody your needs and in the long run will help you take clear action steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Before you begin a meeting or gathering of others, share with one another the most compelling needs you have for that day, or for that week. It is a bit like sharing joys and sorrows. The group doesn’t move into thinking how to meet those needs, or what projects or activities to do, but together you share the energy and feeling of those needs. What would it feel like for each to have their needs met? This will help the group learn from each individual what are the more important needs alive in us, and will help us take clear action steps that let go of perfection and aim for authentic heart-filling days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen how groups can struggle if they don’t do this heart check-in. For instance, I serve on the Florida Unitarian Universalist District Board and for several meetings we were at an impasse regarding next steps for the district’s anti-racism, anti-oppression, multiculturism work. (ARAOMC). We didn’t know what to do. Then we had a time for sharing our stories of how oppression had impacted our lives and what we longed for. Almost immediately the way became clear as our hearts merged into one. Now ARAOMC is a priority for our district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly we are in the middle of a heart struggle in our congregation. There is anti-discrimination legislature that might be repealed at an upcoming City of Gainesville election on March 24, 2009. If passed this will negatively impact our GLBT people, and hence all of us. Over the last few months the congregation did not take an official stand against this action and now some of us share regret with one another that perhaps we missed a chance to really focus on what is important to those we care for, for ourselves, and for our Gainesville community. If we had taken more time over the course of the last months on this to share our hearts, needs, longings, and mournings, would the way have become clearer on what is ours to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful thing about Compassionate Communication is that it is never too late. Now we are sharing our hearts regarding this upcoming vote, and as we let go of perfection over our past actions, I believe we are more clearly aiming, together, for shared authentic heart-filling days so that we may take clear action steps. May it be so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-7749061907899141428?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7749061907899141428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-you-need-is-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7749061907899141428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/7749061907899141428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-you-need-is-time.html' title='All You Need is Time'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SasYxaj67AI/AAAAAAAAALo/bN0rTPQYtRE/s72-c/080904_protest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-8006875363275353173</id><published>2009-02-23T07:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T07:47:21.514-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>All You Need is Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SaLE_EUPyFI/AAAAAAAAALY/r2v-QXJd7Xs/s1600-h/InnerPeace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306019898765330514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SaLE_EUPyFI/AAAAAAAAALY/r2v-QXJd7Xs/s320/InnerPeace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is both a feeling and a need. Love as a feeling is transitory and is what we experience when our need for love is met. Love as a need is universal in nature, is always present, and it not connected to any person at any particular time. Love is a core need, is a precious need, and is always with us. Meeting this need can happen in a variety of ways. It need not happen through one person such as a partner, parent, or child. I also feel that love can be a request and is a doable action in the moment. In fact, I believe there is a way to observe without judgment that is love in action – it just flows from the heart as a way of seeing the world. So love is observation, feeling, need, and strategy/invitation/request – it’s everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just about my favorite need! I often go around singing “all you need is love, love, love.” And my favorite movie might just be “Love Actually” where there is this quote: “When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that love actually is all around.” I really do believe love is all around – love as the beautiful energy of the needs. The light of the day and the depth of the night’s dark shimmers with the possibility of love. Love as a feeling “ain’t enough” but love as a need to guide us and to be in touch with, is all around, and is the power of interconnection that makes us whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-8006875363275353173?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8006875363275353173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-you-need-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8006875363275353173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/8006875363275353173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-you-need-is-love.html' title='All You Need is Love'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SaLE_EUPyFI/AAAAAAAAALY/r2v-QXJd7Xs/s72-c/InnerPeace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-3930888622485884733</id><published>2009-02-15T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:58:20.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Students, and Masters, and Bears, Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SZidneEsumI/AAAAAAAAALI/IgvXIA2fm3A/s1600-h/black-bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303161862641990242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SZidneEsumI/AAAAAAAAALI/IgvXIA2fm3A/s320/black-bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you been grouchy lately with people you love and care for? Do you wonder how in the world you shall be compassionate, when you can’t even be civil to those closest to you? If this might be you, here’s a story about Grouchy Black Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Bear came to a meeting late and said, “I’m feeling frazzled after dealing with my cub. What if I don’t feel compassionate?”’ Raven said, “Fake it.” “That doesn’t seem honest,” said Black Bear. “It doesn’t begin with honesty,” said Raven. (From Robert Aiken’s book, Zen Master Raven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this Zen story we imagine that we hear that honesty isn’t important – honesty about one’s feelings and needs in a particular situation. Actually holding one’s feelings/needs in tender awareness is primary in compassionate communication. What the story is saying to me is that there is a time to focus on another’s feelings and needs in empathy for the hope of understanding them. At first this might seem forced as the internal chatter is going on and on evaluating yourself or others. Yet over time practice can lead to an opening heart that flowers with greater possibility for authentic and loving relationships between you and another. Here is another Zen story that builds on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a student asks the Zen master, “Why are you hiding the final secret of Zen from me?” The master says that he has kept nothing hidden but the student continues to demand to know how to live the compassionate way. One day they are walking and a bird sings. The master asks, “Did you hear the bird sing?” “Yes,” said the student. “Then you know I have hidden nothing from you.” “Yes,” said the student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this story though the student had worked with the master for years, the artistry of Zen and living from the heart was not happening. The student was still trying to follow a formula, a description based on words, when actually Zen was “beyond words” just as Compassionate Communication is “beyond wrongdoing and right doing.” By hearing the bird sing the heart of the student was awakened, and she saw that living from the heart was the secret of nonviolent communication. It’s really not so much a secret, it just takes being open to hear the song of life around us and thus say yes to life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those times when the heart is struggling to be open, practice can help unlock the light within as more light of love enters. By checking in with another person and confirming what you understand to be their feelings and needs, there will come times when you are struck with heart felt compassion, and this can come as a joyful surprise even in the midst of your grouchiest days. Through practice we say yes to life. The hope is that every conversation, every thought, and every moment gives us the chance to practice the compassion we wish in the world. Practice may not make perfect, but it does make peace. Just say yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303162013750483202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SZidwQ_xWQI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oF6F6BkdFbA/s320/KW006721_36_24~Polar-Bear-Family-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-3930888622485884733?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3930888622485884733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/02/students-and-masters-and-bears-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3930888622485884733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/3930888622485884733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/02/students-and-masters-and-bears-oh-my.html' title='Students, and Masters, and Bears, Oh My!'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SZidneEsumI/AAAAAAAAALI/IgvXIA2fm3A/s72-c/black-bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-6880788302894901239</id><published>2009-02-07T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:58:20.534-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-acceptance'/><title type='text'>Seeing Your Shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SY4m0QZGMpI/AAAAAAAAALA/8TZmhi_QImQ/s1600-h/shadow-portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300216490656936594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 180px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SY4m0QZGMpI/AAAAAAAAALA/8TZmhi_QImQ/s320/shadow-portrait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://island11.wordpress.com/2007/09/16/133/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;island11.wordpress.com/2007/09/16/133/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Monday, the ground hog saw her shadow, meaning 6 more weeks of winter. When you see your “shadow side” do you feel a winter’s worth of discontent or a cooling of relationships and life giving connection to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean by “shadow?” Whether in Jungian terms, or in the metaphor of the Jackal, we each inside of us have natural darkness that companions our light. We are primates of this earth, and we will always be looking at others we know and judging whether they are friend or foe, if they mean us harm, or whether our relationship with them will prove to our advantage. We need this to survive. Our native ability to survive howls like a “Jackal” when we turn this biological valuable discerning process into domination, violence, or negative judgment of the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another version of “shadow” is that if we have a certain combination of gifts, it means that we will have “shortcomings” in other areas. For instance, perhaps you are quite empathetic with what others are feeling, meaning you can really see yourself in their shoes. However, this strong empathetic sense can lead to despair and depression as you become overwhelmed with the suffering of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shadow” can also mean that there are realities of your life, experiences, and native orientation that you have not embraced, and that you judge as not part of you and “wrong.” When you turn away from the deep knowing and truth of your own life, you “project” your own discomfort and self-judgment onto others, hence treating them as less than human or with less kindness and compassion you might otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many shadows lurk in our lives. In reference to that old radio show; “who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men, the shadow knows!” Indeed, such wisdom there is in this. By getting to know our shadows we can learn where the seeds of judgment, denial, and violence lurk, and shower them with our attention so that they grow into life giving understandings of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s say that you really don’t like people who “talk too much.” You avoid them because it’s obvious they don’t care about anyone but himself or herself and are social misfits. Where in this do you see your own shadows? Do you judge yourself for conversing with others? Did someone in your past judge you for talking when they wanted you to be quieter? Are you a natural “extrovert” and you think out loud, and in your past people have rebuffed you for this natural gift of yours (Extroverts’ gifts are that they tend to be friendly, outgoing, and welcoming of others, and the shadow is, well, they can talk a lot and forget to listen to others as much as they would like). Also, perhaps we don’t want to be around people that frequently talk because we desire quiet ourselves, or safety or ease in public spaces, and also know that we have a deep desire to be heard and understood. All of these examples of what your shadow is telling you can be life giving. They tell you that you have formed judgments of yourself and others based on what someone needed from you, or that you need yourself. If we connect to the beauty of universal needs, we might let go our judgments, and be more present to the light of possibility in our relationships and in self-awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and see your shadow, for it means that there is light to see the beauty that is inside you, is you, and is all around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-6880788302894901239?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6880788302894901239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/02/seeing-your-shadow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6880788302894901239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/6880788302894901239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/02/seeing-your-shadow.html' title='Seeing Your Shadow'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SY4m0QZGMpI/AAAAAAAAALA/8TZmhi_QImQ/s72-c/shadow-portrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-4484701871663544356</id><published>2009-02-01T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:56:50.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Transforming Hard to Hear Messages to Heart to Heart Messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you have places in your life where you dread talking to a particular person or avoid them because of the possibility of discomfort or of hearing and saying things you’d rather not?  Perhaps you don’t trust yourself to have the skills to react with compassion for yourself or for others?  Or maybe you really don’t want to hear “you aren’t good enough” or criticisms about the way you think, feel, or do things?  It’s true that we only have so much time and energy to deal with social challenges, and I’m guessing that the desire for ease and harmony are factors why you may not seek to connect with people.  I’m also guessing that fear is at the root of why you might be avoiding connection, and hence missing the change to live authentically, with power and aliveness based on life giving needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is you (and I can’t imagine anyone for whom this doesn’t fit) there is a way you can intentionally practice to overcome your fear.  To begin with, imagine the very worse that could happen in a conversation.  Notice any feelings that arise and the needs behind the hard to hear message.  Mourn that these needs might not be met, and probably aren’t being met right now with that individual.  Then rest in the beauty of these life-giving needs.  To connect to these needs is to give yourself life, to open your heart, and be open to empathy for yourself and the other person. From here creative possibilities may emerge.  You might never ever actually hold this conversation with the other person, but you will get in touch with your needs and out of this you gain the strength to make requests of yourself and others that serve life instead of hiding in disconnecting fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, imagine that you are avoiding someone at your work place who you feel isn’t doing the work they were hired to do.  You avoid talking to them because in the past they have responded angrily when you asked them to do something.  Imagine now asking if they’d be willing to talk to you for a few minutes, and they agree.  What is the worse thing you might hear?  Perhaps you’d hear something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are always so bossy.  Who made you secret chief of this office?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your needs here are respect, consideration, being heard and understood.  These are lovely, gorgeous needs.  This is what you choose to connect to and not the stories and voices of your past saying your are “selfish” or “bossy” or a “troublemaker.”  These are labels that are labile.  They cause instability in relationships, and send a message to you to adapt to life giving messages based on needs and not on judgments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this way you can move from hearing judgments and maybe, just maybe, you can overcome your fear and actually talk face to face with a person, because what could come out of this will be life and love and understanding.  In time, you’ll be able to transform these hard to hear messages into heart to heart messages.  May this be so&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-4484701871663544356?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4484701871663544356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/02/transforming-hard-to-hear-messages-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4484701871663544356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4484701871663544356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/02/transforming-hard-to-hear-messages-to.html' title='Transforming Hard to Hear Messages to Heart to Heart Messages'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-4495296746909856742</id><published>2009-01-25T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:32:19.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Secret Hierachy of Needs</title><content type='html'>Recently I heard Miki Kashtan, NVC Bay Academy co-founder, speak of a secret hierarchy of needs.  Lurking in each of us we have the needs that we “allow” others and ourselves that are less favorite.  For example, perhaps you feel it’s okay to have the need of companionship, but not support or nurturance.  You enjoy other’s company however you don’t “need” help from anyone, or you don’t want to bother them.  In this case you might be looking at people you know or meet and classify them as “too needy” or “too independent.”  You are judging them and this can cause distancing in relationships, or worse, outbursts from yourself of domination and power over others.  Somehow they are wrong for having the need of support and nurturance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By being aware of how we judge others we come to full alert to see how we judge ourselves for having the same needs and for being human when we’d rather be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you see yourself judging someone else it could be a sign of how you have blocked a full appreciation of the abundance of life trying to flow through you and how you have denial or discomfort with universal needs.  Therefore, if you desire to decrease your judgment of others, you may wish to spend time becoming aware of all your needs.  To do this, contemplate what it feels like to have the need of support met.  Do this more than once and often.  Then contemplate what it feels like to have the need for support unmet.  Then shift into just being present with the need of support, not in any particular way in your own life, just with the dream and longing of life seeking ways for we social beings to support one another.  In this way you can sense the beauty of this need and come to see this need in others and yourself as worthy and not let judgment of others interfere with the flourishing of relationships and peace.  This happens because we open to all our needs and do not let the silent, ignored ones dictate our actions and keep us from the freedom of choosing how to best meet our needs and the needs of others.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May freedom ring in your heart and mind as the world rings in the Chinese New Year tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SXzoRlpMNWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KVK6y3jcW8E/s1600-h/love3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SXzoRlpMNWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KVK6y3jcW8E/s320/love3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295362650741159266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-4495296746909856742?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4495296746909856742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/01/secret-hierachy-of-needs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4495296746909856742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/4495296746909856742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/01/secret-hierachy-of-needs.html' title='Secret Hierachy of Needs'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SXzoRlpMNWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KVK6y3jcW8E/s72-c/love3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-5876745391938746902</id><published>2009-01-18T19:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:25:17.000-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='protective use of force'/><title type='text'>What Would Martin Luther King Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SXPxnP1Y1QI/AAAAAAAAAJw/fLDhNzHHO2I/s1600-h/martin-luther-king2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SXPxnP1Y1QI/AAAAAAAAAJw/fLDhNzHHO2I/s320/martin-luther-king2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292839643658114306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    On this day of celebration, heralding a new age ever possible because in part of our collective memory growing stronger about the importance of Dr. King and because of the first African Descent US President, nonviolence comes to mind.  Civil rights has been a battle, and continues to be so – can we win by nonviolence when there are those that would use violence and domination against us so that their needs have priority over ours?  This was a major question and divisive point during the 1960’s and 1970’s, and continues to be so today.  Can we win against terrorism with a Department of Peace alone?  Is it possible to raise children without the threat of punishment?  Get our partners to do what we want without blame and judgment?  The operative word here is “win.”  If there is ever a sense of a side, or only two ways of doing things, such as violence versus nonviolence, or my way or your way, then we get bogged down into struggling for whose strategy gets prominence instead of letting go of outcomes and seeing what new, creative, life giving possibility might emerge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Listening to other’s needs does not mean allowing your needs to be diminished or taken from the table.  There might even come a time when you have to “shout” out what your needs are because the “other” isn’t listening, or even use protective use of force when the “other” is too ignorant, unable, or unwilling to keep themselves or others from harm.  What would Martin Luther King do today in your shoes?  That is the question I leave to your imagination.  My guess though is that he would listen and then shout from the highest mountaintop if needed to keep the dream alive.  He’d make them hear him, perhaps only after he had been doubly sure he had heard them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SXPx8_BdtII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ni7-RUEzRek/s1600-h/mountain.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SXPx8_BdtII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ni7-RUEzRek/s320/mountain.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292840017102484610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Perhaps this is a simple guide then.  Listen for clarity with every possible breath, then listen again.  Then give the other a chance to listen, and then try again.  But don’t ever let any disappointment in lack of communication and connection turn you around – keep on listen’, shoutin’, and cryin’ if need be for the us to become the we.  We.   We.  All the way home to the beloved community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In faith of freedom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; LoraKim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146781732108348146-5876745391938746902?l=beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5876745391938746902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-would-martin-luther-king-do_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5876745391938746902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146781732108348146/posts/default/5876745391938746902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beyondwrongdoing.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-would-martin-luther-king-do_18.html' title='What Would Martin Luther King Do?'/><author><name>LoraKim Joyner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/S0svP1349WI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5zQz8hJBQWo/S220/IMG_1214+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9oY8QlxLHI/SXPxnP1Y1QI/AAAAAAAAAJw/fLDhNzHHO2I/s72-c/martin-luther-king2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146781732108348146.post-6689327822843240459</id><published>2009-01-10T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T04:08:08.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empathy'/><title type='text'>A Request that Sounds like a Demand - Empathy in Government</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends and Members in the Path of Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of my weekly sharing/reflection I am offeri
