Story of Life

Story of my human life is one of moving from fear to love to more love to unconditional love. It involves continuously showing up to the unknown while growing a deep tether to my heart. Feeling about myself like a butterfly. Surrounded with flowers. Offering flowers as my offerings. Continuously showing up to be amazed by love and its myriad forms which I would not have imagined, had I not answered the call to stay open to the unknown. The call to stay open to discovering, experiencing more and more love.

Sometimes my written/spoken language falls short of carrying the feeling/essence. I don’t strain. Feeling it, being it, is…enough.

Reframing Goodness

Goodness is often seen/understood based on outcomes.

“Did an action lead to a favorable outcome? If yes, that’s a good action.”


Now, reframe Goodness based on the experience of the doer of the action.

“Did your action feel life-affirming, enriching, respectful, heart-captivating and loving while you were in the action? If so, that’s good”

I feel that actions that felt life-affirming, enriching, respectful, heart-captivating and loving while being done, will inevitably have positive, nourishing, pleasant, loving outcomes.


I feel that it is possible to move from considering goodness from a deterministic perspective – as something based on the judgement of outcomes – to a relational perspective – as something that’s performed with a respectful, loving intention from the heart.


To move from the learned habit of isolating/separating ourselves from the process, inhabiting a ‘neutral observer role’ and applying deterministic, non-relational, non-dynamic, static, absolute truth-seeking and meaning-giving to everything about the human experience of life.


Not about a flavorless, sterile non-attachment. But a non-attachment to outcomes because all the joy is already felt in the doing/being of the action.


“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.”

– Rumi

Worldview zoom level plasticity

An interesting thing to have:

Like the zoom levels available on digital maps (e.g., neighborhood, district, state, country, continent, whole Earth, Galaxy…), to have a mental+emotional feature/ability to view/think/feel about life and world in various ‘zoom levels’. And the plasticity to move between those zoom levels based on intuition.

As an additional dimensional layer to the worldview zoom levels, try for plasticity to move between points in linear time – past, present, future.

This is something that my brain and heart does and likes doing.

The Range and Depths of Human Experience

Excerpt from the post by Lisa Olivera. Read the post in its entirety on her Instagram page.

How deep it is, this process of being a human being. Deeper than all the bottom layers of the oceans combined, maybe.
There is so much to grieve, fear, hold, love, honor, do, act on, hope for, be with, process, remember, let go of, change, create, learn, unlearn. So much.

What I am no longer doing or trying to do:
Be an expert at anything.
Rush or lead from urgency.
Assume I know more than I do.
Pretend I need to know more than I do.
Punish myself for getting it wrong.
Belittle myself for what I’ve yet to learn.
Throw myself a pity party for being a person.
Using the same dehumanizing methods on myself I say I’m against.
Use the same judgments on myself I say I’m against.
Use the same language towards myself I say I’m against.
Hold myself hostage when I slip up.
Make myself bad when I prove my imperfections.
Forget there is nothing to prove.
Try to do 100% 100% of the time.
Leave my whole self behind.
Contort myself to be consumable.
Forget my belonging.
Make viral posts instead of human posts.
Avoid joy or play or ease or rest.
Avoid doing the necessary work.
Avoid making these things one or the other.
Bypass my needs as if that betters anyone or anything.
Bypass my desires as if that betters anyone or anything.
Ignore my intuition and inner knowing.
Look away when pain approaches.
Looking away from the hurt of the world.
Act like I don’t make a difference.
Act like my voice doesn’t matter.
Feel guilty when I forget any of this.

by Lisa Olivera (original post)