Life Is Too Short

Life is too short for cheap coffee
Artificial sweeteners
Veneer relationships
Fake hair
Fake smiles
Broken promises
Broken hearts or
Broken dreams
Life is too short for affordable love
Reasonable outcomes
And a life without passion
Life is too short to be lived
In fear, judgment or regret
Life is for living
From the inside out
From the outside in
On the edges of corners
In the shadows
In the light of day
Naked
Fully dressed
With blood and tears
With songs and laughter
Life is too short for anything less.

Bob Luckin 26 September 2013

Mr. Stienway

Mr. Steinway

 

The old, bruised and dented piano looked much like any nearly one hundred year old person. It lived in the corner of VA rehabilitation center along with a number of wounded vets. Before he was wounded, Rubin had been a carpenter. Deciding to refinish the piano was as much for him as it was for the piano. He told people that in the beginning neither he nor the piano was worth a nickel and that he couldn’t believe he owed his new life to refinishing an old piano.

John, an older resident, was unable to speak because of a traumatic brain injury. John had watched the piano slowly being refinished from a wheel chair. Everyone noticed that John never took his eyes off the piano. One day Rubin decided to wheel John up to the piano so that he could touch it. John smiled and began clapping his hands. Much to everyone’s surprise John began to play. He played for hours. The longer he played the clearer it became: John had been a concert pianist. It took two more years for John to find his voice. He told friends that had he not found the piano and his music, he never would have found his voice. John loves to tell people, “I play for those less fortunate than myself.”

Regardless of appearances, each of us is a very special instrument. Each of us is important and valuable. We are never too old or beat up to make a difference.

 

Bob Luckin ©

September 21st 2013

Achilles, the Worried Caterpillar

Achilles, the Worried Caterpillar

 

Achilles, the worried caterpillar, was born in the spring. No one knows how he learned to worry, but he worried all the time. At first he worried about his enormous appetite. He worried that he would always be hungry. He worried his stripes were too bright and that he had to many legs. He worried about hungry birds wanting to eat him, and he worried about thunder and lightening. One day, Arac, the spider, told Achilles all about winter and how cold it gets. Achilles began to worry about his many feet. How would he find shoes for them all? How would he keep them from freezing? Achilles imagined that his feet got so cold that they completely froze and fell off and so he became a worm and had to wriggle around. One day, while eating and crying, he met Athena, a beautiful butterfly.

 

“Why are you crying?” asked Athena.

 

Achilles replied, “Because when winter comes my feet are going to freeze and fall off and I will be a worm.”

 

Athena tilted her head like butterflies do, and replied in a strong voice, “No you won’t. Soon you will build a little house to live in. Once in the house, you will fall into a very deep sleep. When you are fully rested, you will come out of your house and have wings just like mine.”

 

Achilles began to worry that he would not be able to build a house. He worried that he would not be able to fall into a deep sleep. He worried that he would emerge from his little house without wings. Achilles never stopped worrying.

 

Everything happened just like Athena had said, and Achilles became a beautiful butterfly. While sitting on a branch with tears in his eyes worrying that his wings might fall off, his old friend Athena appeared and sat down beside him.

 

“Achilles why are you crying?” she inquired.

 

Achilles replied, “I am afraid my wings will fall off.”

 

Athena smiled and said, “It was your nature to be a caterpillar. It was your nature to build a house, and to fall into a deep sleep. It was your nature to become a beautiful butterfly like me. Worrying won’t change your nature or make your wings fall off. Worry will only make your heart so heavy that you won’t want to fly. I know it’s hard to stop worrying once you get used to doing it, but I have an idea. Why don’t you decide each morning to worry all day tomorrow so that worry won’t get in the way of today.”

 

Well, Achilles tried it and loved it. Since tomorrow never came, Achilles never got to worry. In time, he forgot how to worry and became one of the happiest butterflies anyone has ever met.

 

Bob Luckin ©

17 September 2013

Making The Impossible Possible

Making the Impossible Possible.

 

When we are told something is impossible should we agree and walk away? Warnings are just warnings. Consider them carefully and decide for yourself the extent other people’s experiences apply to you. Do your homework. Create a network of support. Plan for what you will do if you fail. The following are questions I ask myself before tackling the impossible. They are not necessarily the best questions and certainly not the only questions, but they are the ones I like to be able to answer before I move forward. Can I afford (financially and emotionally) to fail? What will it mean to succeed and where will success take me? Do I know what I need to know? If I don’t know enough, am I willing to learn more? Am I really committed to making the impossible possible? What is my intention? Am I doing this to make someone else wrong, to prove a point, or to try to be superior to others? If so, is it worth the effort? To make the impossible possible requires mind/heart harmony, clarity, planning, and right action. Just saying that I can, that there is no such thing as impossible, or that God will make it happen, is rarely enough.

 

The carpenter asked, “God will you guide my hand and keep it steady so that I can drive each nail into the wood without bending it?”

 

God smiled and replied, “Yes, I would be glad to guide your hand, but first you will need to get a hammer.”

 

Bob Luckin © 2013

Time For An Upgrade

Time For An Upgrade

 

Recently I had a problem with a specific function on my iphone. I went to my local phone store in search of help. A very tall, slender, outspoken young costumer service representative smiled and began showing me several ways to overcome the problem. He also showed me how to avoid other problems and lots of other task my phone could and would complete without difficulty. His smile increased as he showed me functions I will probably never use. On the way home I found myself looking at my iphone with new respect and admiration. Suddenly I realized how this entire experience was a metaphor for my life. A very small, limited view of my mind, body and the world I live in keeps me much smaller than I need to be. Instead of shopping in my inner world, I shop in the outer world for things that I have the inner resources to do myself. What if I were to commit to more inner resource exploration and learning? I suspect most of us have vastly underestimated our possible life, as well as our gifts talents and skills. You know something has gone wrong when you find yourself respecting and admiring an iphone more than yourself. Maybe I don’t need a phone upgrade. Maybe I just need to upgrade my self-assessment and commit to learning how to better use my skills, gifts talents and treasure. ~Bob Luckin © 12 September 2013

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