Drop a Pebble in the Pond

Sep 24

“Drop a pebble in the pond”
The wise man told the boy.
“And watch the endless circles,water-rain-drops-ripples-blue-7417702
As the ripples spread with joy.”
 
“Then try to stop them quickly,
Stop those ripples if you can.
And see what really happens,
Catching ripples with your hand.”
 
So I dropped the little pebble,
In the pond as smooth as glass,
And tried to stop the ripples,
With each and every pass.
 
“This act is really foolish,
I can’t make ripples stop!
You cannot stop a ripple,
Once you let the pebble drop.”
 
“Precisely” said the wise man,
To the young and curious lad,
“One can’t undo an action,
Be it good or be it bad.”
 
 
 
As history repeats itself, some of us learn and some of us don’t. Like our words, our actions are not retrievable. Choose your words carefully. Choose your actions even more carefully.
 
The essence of this writing is an old Chinese parable. Quite amazing how even the oldest of words still have wisdom we can use today. Do you have an idea for a poem you would like to submit to A New Kind of Poetry? Drop me a note!
 
Steve 
 
Copyright 2014 © Steve Dahl
 
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I Am My Daughter’s Bank

Sep 01

She looks at me warmly,
With her sweet baby blues,
And I hand her some cash,
And she buys some new shoes.
 
I look like her dad,
But I feel kind of blank,bride
As I hand her more money,
I’m becoming her bank.
 
I’m her ATM Dad,
I’m her angel investor,
I’m her blank kind of check,
It’s MY credit I hand her.
 
I’ve created a monster,
Who feeds on my cash,
She’s ruined her credit,
And her life’s in the trash!
 
She’s dependent on me,
On my neck there’s a noose.
We’re both in too deep,
But I can’t cut her loose.
 
If I just cut her off,
From her frivolous spending,
She’ll resent me forever,
But my cash flow is ending.
 
I’ve my own bills to pay,
And she wants a new car,
How come I’m now the jerk?
This has gone way too far.
 
I’m her lottery winnings,
I’m no longer just Dad,
I’m her loan officer,
And for that I feel bad.
 
If I could go back,
To my parenting days,
I’d teach her of money,
And responsible ways.
 
For that, she won’t like me,
Might even get mad,
But she’ll learn self-reliance
From her teacher called… Dad.
 
 
Steve
 
Is it so wrong to give your children everything you never had? Wrong, no, effective no. Just think if you could go to the bank and borrow money, interest free, with no real deadline to pay it back. Wouldn’t that be sweet? Would you ever learn to be responsible with money?
 
That’s the business relationship we sometimes set up with our children when they don’t have any responsibility or accountability for their financial IQ. Let them learn. Let them earn. It might be a bit uncomfortable in the short run but they will thank you in the long run. And it’s the long run that matters. 
 
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This Un-Mindful Pace

Aug 27

If I pause for a moment,
To dwell on your word,A New Kind of Poetry - Mindfulness Requires a Little Pause
I ‘d listen more deeply,
And you could be heard.
 
We can’t keep on running,
This un-mindful pace,
We’re so disconnected,
It’s all over your face.
 
Let’s hit the pause button,
We know where it’s at,
It’s in between ears,
And beneath our big hat.
 
If we both pause together,
Then we won’t pull apart,
Then we both listen better,
As we hear with our heart.
 
We can both listen deeply,
With a mindfullness cause,
Take a breath – then another,
With a button called…
 
Pause. 
 
 
Steve
 
Okay, take a breathe! And another…. I’ve been taking this great class on mindfulness from Megan Leuchars and Christy Cassisa with UCSD Center for Mindfulness. It’s been a lot of meditating and a little yoga and a lot of shutting up and listening! Sometimes all we need to do is hit the pause button and our entire life can change.
 
You might want to check out this course in San Diego. Here’s the link. Even if you don’t live around here you can play their 10, 20 and 40 minute meditations and body scans right here: http://health.ucsd.edu/specialties/mindfulness/mbsr/Pages/default.aspx.
 
Any ideas for A New Kind of Poetry? Send ’em over!  
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Why Fake it ‘Till You Make it?

Jun 28

Contrary to your high integrity self,
Faking it may be a skill,Football_Player-_Ashleigh_Hopkin_Wikipedia
To not leave on the shelf.
 
Coincidentally, this fact is barely known,
The faking skills, you’re using,
Should not be done alone.
 
Realistically, you must practice them with zeal,
But not behind closed doors,
You must practice them for real.
 
Intentionally, you’re faking doubt,
Faking can be curative,
Yes, faking helps you out!
 
Experimentally, just fake it for a while,
Just fake it once, fake it twice,
‘Till fake becomes your style!
 
Understandably – when faking things so far,
It’s not at all surprising,
The fake is who you are.
 
And finally, how faking should be done,
Is… fake it ‘till you make it,
And see what you’ve become!
 

Studies show that “acting as if…” is not exactly being phony. “Faking it” can be a skill to get you where you want to be. That doesn’t mean you have to  lie or act in inauthentic ways, it simply means you act with the confidence of a world-class athlete. They ALL believe they are number one. EVERY ONE of them believes they are going to win the competition!

So, what do you believe? How is your belief system shaping who you will become?

Steve

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Creepy Things

May 29

There are creepy things,
That make me quiver,
That make me squirm,
And make me shiver.spider
 
But certain creatures,
Gross me out,
They make me twist
And make me shout.
 
If you don’t know,
This kind of fear,
You haven’t seen one,
Lurking here!
 
As I was sitting,
In my seat,
This ugly creature,Little miss
I did meet.
 
I didn’t see her,
Headed there,
Until she sat,
Upon my chair.
 
I was surprised,
At her large size,
That hairless face
With two large eyes.
 
I didn’t think,
She meant me harm,
Until I heard,
Her shrill alarm!
 
She whaled and yelled,
And then she cried,
I tried to run,
I really tried!
 
She screamed so loud,
In her alarm,
How could she think,
I’d do her harm?
 
She weighed a million,
Pounds I knew,
And swatted at me,
With her shoe.
 
I ran beneath,
That chair so fast,
In hopes her panicked,
Mood would pass.
 
So if you run,
Into these creatures,
With two long legs,
And scary features.
 
Remember not,
To sit beside her,
Especially if you’re,
A hairy spider!
 
Oh come on now. Don’t tell me a little spider can scare the wits out of you! How do you think the poor spider feels! Now you know. So, on that note, today you are going to face all your fears with courage and, well, maybe a big shoe behind your back in case you need to whack something. Now get out there! 
 
Steve 
 
Image courtesy Wikipedia.
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This is NOT What I Ordered!

May 25

This is not what I ordered,
Please send my life back!
Erica is the first female paraplegic to climb to over 19,000 feet on Mt Kilimanjaro.

Erica is the first female paraplegic to climb to over 19,000 feet on Mt Kilimanjaro.

There’s been a mistake!
And my life is off track!
 
This is not what I ordered,
I have plans to unfold,
I see climbing and biking,
And competing for gold!
 
But life changed in an instant,
When my legs wouldn’t go,
My heart screamed “Get going!”
But my body said “No!”

An inspirational and educational leader, Erica speaks to audiences of all ages and shares her powerful insights while inspiring us all to CLIMB!

An inspirational and educational leader, Erica speaks to audiences of all ages and shares her powerful insights while inspiring us all to CLIMB!

This is not what I ordered!
This is not what I planned,
But this IS what I’m given,
I’ve been dealt a new hand.
 
But there’s no time for sorrow,
For the life I’ve been handed,
Now my Spirit says “Go!”
Begin where you’ve landed.
 
There are mountains to climb,
There are races to win,
I can still reach my goals,
As I reach deep within.
 
World class triathlete, Erica Davis, competes as part of the Challenged Athletes Foundation and Team USA.

World class triathlete, Erica Davis, competes as part of the Challenged Athletes Foundation and Team USA.

You can climb any mountain,
When your vision gets clear,
You can win any race,
When you let go of fear.
 
This is not what I ordered,
So I choose a new track,
I am living my dream,
And I’m not looking back!
 

After hearing about competitive athlete, Erica Davis, I went to her website. Here is a woman who lost all feeling from the chest down in the midst of launching her health and fitness career. This amazing athlete did not lose a beat just because of a little paralysis. Nope. She went out a climbed a frickin’ mountain!

Now, I’ve been known to complain a bit about my own aches and pains or the challenges in my life but after reading this woman’s website and hearing more about her story, I am inspired. I am inspired to ignore the trivial and focus on the dreams. I am inspired to forget the fears and get going with my life. I encourage you to take a look at your life’s challenges, then look at Erica’s. You too will be inspired.

Check out the story of Erica Davis – global athlete, advocate, and adventurer at: www.GoWithErica.com. Images courtesy of gowitherica.com.

Steve

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