walking the talk of presence

On my computer, my background has the question: How will I bring my presence to life today?

Any day there is electricity, I read that each morning and each night (which, despite the tornado-imposed blackout of last week is just about every single day). My life pattern, though, my programming, my habitual way of responding to myself and others is my default position, and it takes effort to remember and connect with my true presence throughout all of my interactions.

Some days I feel I am only my true presence when I am reading me on paper. I talk a good walk, too. In fact, some days I talk the most marvelous walk of life. I am magnificent in my ideas, my way of being, my presentation of wisdom.

And then, I often forget these pearls of enlightenment as my daily business sweeps me away into the land of pretend. I have to stop and ask myself: Is this really me responding to life? Or, am I still being the fabrication of survival mechanics?

I need to integrate who I am in this reality of virtual paper with the reality of who I am walking through my life. I need to walk the talk.

So, the second question is: How will I bring my words to life?

I view the ideas that these words manifest as a bridge, a link, a place to comingle the internal living presence with my external manifestation. Within me, I need to live the words I write. I need to carry them, nurture them, talk with them, become them. It is the first of the Four Agreements: be impeccable with my word.

This agreement does not just apply to using my word with others. It also applies to using my word with myself. It is another habit for me to treat others better than I would treat myself. As a child, convincing me that this was the way I was supposed to be made life very convenient for my parents. Then, I figured out something. If everyone was good to themselves, they wouldn’t need other people making them feel good. That little idea landed me in the soup of selfishness. But then, I realized that the people expecting others to sacrifice themselves so that they would be happier was even more selfish. I kept that little secret to myself until I was no longer dependent upon other adults.

Truly living the talk, bringing my words to life, requires that I apply them to all equally, including myself.

©2010 by Barbara L. Kass


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6 Responses to “walking the talk of presence”

  1. ButterfliesGalore-Kimberly Grady Says:

    Awesome words this morning…

    Enjoy your day, I know I am going to!

    Starting with lectoring in church today, praying that I touch whoever might listen this morning.


    • Barbara Kass Says:

      Kim — you are/will be fabulous. Whoever is ready to hear your words will hear them. Those who are not ready will know your words are there for them when they are ready.

      • ButterfliesGalore-Kimberly Grady Says:

        It was all good. Thanks for the encouragement.
        I actually felt better the last two days than I have in ages.
        Ready to take on the world. I actually almost tripped on my way back to my seat, have new shoes on, but I caught myself.

        Joe and I then went for breakfast, as Mike had a Liturgy Commission meeting afterward.


        P.S…..You are fabulous too…

        • Barbara Kass Says:

          Hi, Kim — I knew you would be good and I am glad to hear the happiness in your voice. I have tripped a number of times when everyone was watching me, but I guess it beats tucking the back of your skirt/dress into your pantyhose and no one want to tell you . . .

  2. holessence Says:

    Barbara – A short time ago we returned from a 25.73 mile bike ride. I showered and then ran away from home (temporarily) with my laptop to work at Borders. Your post is the first item I’ve opened since my arrival. It is my belief that I could actually see you as a little girl thinking the thought, “…I kept that little secret to myself …” — a definine moment, to be sure.

    I don’t know how this relates to your post, but it’s what came up as I read it. As Len and I were riding this morning I kept saying to him, “Len, THIS is our life. RIGHT THIS VERY MINUTE is our life. Drink it in. Take a mental photograph of this moment and tuck it away.”

    • Barbara Kass Says:

      You have such wisdom, Laurie — I envy your 27mile bike ride! What you said to Len is so clear of being in the present moment. This is IT. There is nothing else except the present moment, so how am I going to live it? thank you for bringing it home for me.

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