- What if we raised a generation so that they learned to be “conflict literate?”
- What if we students in business, management, law, and even medicine learned how to turn conflict from a liability into an asset?
- What if all of us at diverse faith-based schools taught about other systems of belief?
- What if we created in every community a public space designed for dialogue?
- What if we developed news media that were a laboratory for negotiation and dialogue?
- What if those of us in education learned and applied the tools of the Mediator?
- What if we voters supported political candidates who ran campaigns that strengthened communities rather than dividing them to get the most votes?
- What if we encouraged the U.S. Congress and other national legislatures to have an Office of Facilitation?
healing
The quality of your life depends on the seeds you water.
Your mind is like a piece of land planted with many different kinds of seeds: seeds of joy, peace, mindfulness, understanding, and love; seeds of craving, anger, fear, hate, and forgetfulness. These wholesome and unwholesome seeds are always there, sleeping in the soil of your mind. The quality of your life depends on the seeds you water.
Book Recommendation – The Grace in Aging by Kathleen Dowling Singh
(Recommended by Sathyam)
This can be that spark you have been waiting for!!
The path to well-being is the path out of ill-being…..
Living our life fully and deeply requires courage. If we cannot be happy, right here and right now, we need to ask ourselves why. If we’re having difficulty touching peace and the wonders of the cosmos in our daily life, there must be something getting in the way. We need to find out what it is. What’s weighing us down or pulling us away from the present moment? Continue reading
Achieving Higher Frequency in Energy
WE NOW ASK YOU TO SEE BEFORE YOU A LADDER. AND it is a wooden ladder and it is very, very straight. And you stand at the base of the ladder and you look up and you cannot see the top of the ladder because it goes so high into the clouds. And we ask you now to place your hands on the rungs of the ladder. And you feel them in your hands as wood, as smooth, as solid, and as supporting you clearly and capably in their firmness. And you put one hand above the other and you begin to rise up the ladder, one rung at a time. And as you do, your frequency begins to lift and you begin to move higher and higher in frequency as you rise up on this ladder in energy.
The Latifa is an ancient Sufi prayer meant to connect us with the essence of our being
I exist
I desire
I hope
I believe and I trust
I let go and Just be
I love and give my heart a chance to speak
I am prepared.
Whenever something hurts you, there are 2 options. You can either become wounded or you can become wise. This is the choice.
The question is….
Do you want to prove yourself “right,”
or
Do you want to connect with your opponent and find common ground and win?
Do you want to perpetuate and maintain your point of view, or do you want to solve a problem?
–The Four Insights by Alberto Villoldo
Communion is possible, but not Communication
Communion is possible, but not communication. This has to be understood from the very beginning. Communion is a totally different dimension: two hearts meet; it is a love affair. Communication is from head to head; communion is from heart to heart, communion is a feeling.
Yes, I am changing
A friend of mine crossed 45 years of age. I asked him what’s changing? He sent me the following lines.
Yes, I am changing — After loving my parents, my siblings, my spouse, my children, my friends, now I have started loving myself.
Yes, I am changing — I just realised that I am not “Atlas”. The world does not rest on my shoulders.
Yes, I am changing — I now stopped bargaining with vegetables and fruits vendors. After all, a few rupees more is not going to burn a hole in my pocket but it might help the poor fellow save for his daughter’s school fees.
Yes, I am changing — I pay the taxi driver without waiting for the change. The extra money might bring a smile on his face. After all he is toiling much harder for a living than me. Continue reading
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