Monday, January 5, 2015

Machismo in the Spiritual-Creative Life




Let There be a Place For Everyone Here

The machismo-ego is alive and well in the spiritual lives of many people who have claimed higher ground. Men, women, contrite, spiritual... we're all susceptible . This realization had led to the hallmarks of machismo-ego I've witnessed in my life. Perhaps there is a similar list for you. I call this the machismo-ego triangle:
 

I thought I'd pretty much tied up or eliminated machismo from creative-spiritual life. After all, I pride myself on trying to be amenable, flexible, resilient, multidisciplinary, loyal to a daily practice, of service.

OK, I'll stop right there with the listing. You get the idea. One should be suspicious when they see the words "pride myself" at the beginning of a sentence. Pride/Arrogance is a sign for me that I am off kilter in my life.

Which leads me to another road I've gone down in my spiritual life: "Shoulds". I should live more reckless, should live carefully and patient, should be more open to the muse, should be less distracted, meditate more, work more... blah blah.

This leads to the third leg of the triangle: Work, in the forms of "If I'd only...".

If I'd only: just made the book happen, been able to all day and then write at night, made myself stronger-sterner-slicker, schmoozed with the fancy people, related to the poor, had a perfect farm-family-future.

You get the idea.  
 
Pride, shame, control, all in a shiny package of goodness. 
 
What's on your lists?

These are but the shadows of the much needed companions in a conscious reflective life:
 Gratitude, Integrity and Will. 
 I call this the Creative-Love Triad.

 

How easily self-soothing compassionate talk can morph into insidious defeating inner diatribes. From a reflection like: "I missed my writing this morning and I intend to show up at the writing desk tomorrow." to "Why the h--- didn't I just go and write. Even if it's slop, just do it."

That latter diatribe is Not helpful based on several  

Signs of Machismo Spirituality:
  • Black and white thinking. Like statements implying  This is bad
  • All or nothing statements. Like using the words ever and always
  • Put down, cynical language. Eg. Why the h--- or the word slop.
  • Immature "solutions". Just do it.
    

In my life, machismo has been based on fear and an inaccurate view of just what wonderful creations we all are. There is also a profound lack of empathy in machismo. 

How about for you?

When I shame my way into doing my work or my art, then soulless pablum is often the result



When I begin with gratitude and presence, then no matter what occurs, the process is healing.

An antidote to machismo is compassion.

Yet even in writing this, my ego raises its hairy unkempt head and says: "What a trite thing to say. Compassion. hmmpf."

Here's some antidotes to that cynical hmmpf...

Shame often comes forward during the richest times of discovery. 

First, just notice what is occurring within you.

Then Respond if Necessary.

A response to the hairy ego might be: "There, there, shadow self.  Thank you for trying to keep me safe. However, we have compassionate guides to help us. So please be Quiet and then we'll listen for Love."

Which leads to another antidote for the striving ego: 
  Prayer.

If the word prayer is a loaded term for you try using meditation, creativity, intention or dialogue instead. For me, prayer is usually the very thing I forget in the process of a creative day. And it's the thing I most often need.
The machismo ego says we're in control. There's a seductive half-truth in what the ego says. 

Instead of controlling sort of statements perhaps I can say:

"I have a will to be open to the sacred, a will to be available and present to what may show up on this page, on this canvas and in my family. I have a will to respond with kindness."

When I begin with prayer, simple and real solutions appear.

This morning I began my day unproductively, a little sad and somewhat beset all I had to do. Yet here I am connecting with you (hopefully). The words come haltingly and then they flow.  They have a ring of truth to my heart. But what the heart really wants to say is this:  

No matter who you are or what you've done, there is a valued living place set at the table for you. May we sit down together and pray before we partake in this feast of living in the strength of kindness."

Peace to you today.
May you find the compassion within integrity, will and gratitude.
May you know the real heart beneath the illusion of striving to be something else.

Love,
Rick

(c) Words and Images, Richard Sievers, January 2015, All Rights Reserved.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Drifting Wide Open Upon the Sea

Cargo Vessel and Sailboat off Coronado Island, CA. 11/14


Two poems I found for you in last year's journal.  
They remind me that in a moment everything can change... a life may flicker out and fly away, a project may fail and become something more, a hope may become a rich and loving reality.  

The Sea Takes Both the Vessel and the Sailor
Soon or late,
It’s all the same.
You will let go of everything,
to become one with everything.
Offering one life of memories,
for all life of memory.

The little worn boat on the sea,
with sparkling rain water slowly filling it.
Soon it is too full to move in two dimensions,
and then dives into the third.
Deep, deep it will fall.
All that seemed precious,
all seemed to be other,
all that seemed real
will spill over the gunnels.

The Ocean will take both
the vessel and sailor. 

I’ll Drift Wide Open Upon the Sea 
God, I drift.
I sail upon your body.
What a journey!
When my boat is full and heavy
I will not grieve.
I will lay back in your rocking ocean.
Arms wide open.
Eyes wide open.
Heart wide open.

Blessings to You, Gentle Reader,
Rick



(c) Copyright on Words and Image, Rick Sievers, December 2014