How Much Change is in Your Pocket?

Coins of change

Here it is the middle of January, and I feel like I’m on fire. 

Monday was Martin Luther King Day, and then today I was attending The Presencing Forum, a gathering in the twin cities focusing on how to help make useful and lasting change in our communities by being present and open to gaining new insights and acting from there.  On the three hour drive home my mind was racing.  It is like everywhere I look lately people are talking about change and transformation.  It excited me in a way that makes me wish I was 25 again instead of 58–but then if I had to go back I would not have the understanding that has taken thirty plus years to gain.  So, I celebrate my age and go forward.

Foremost on my mind today was the idea that we don’t really ever “change.”  Rather each new experience or time of life or problem to solve is enfolded into what came before and is likewise still open to what is yet to come.  This rich life experience gives us individual texture and context and forges the gifts that will later come out of that.  Does that make sense? 

We never totally toss away one way of being and pick up another brand new one.  It’s not like a change of clothes or cars.  It occurred to me that we could think of “change” more like the ready change in our pocket—the coin of our own experience, the coin of our own gifts and what we have to offer.  Sometimes we have some to spend—and sometimes we need somebody to give us a little.  An ex-change of sorts.

The stories I heard during this Presencing gathering we so motivating.  People are working to end violence in their communities, educate parents, find new economical models, create urban vegetable gardens, and bring back dance as a community activity.  Each person there was ready and willing to spend their creative coin with others—their change.  They had passion and ideas and so much fire that it set me on fire. 

During one of the small group sessions I saw myself and others in the room like runner on a track—bottoms up in the air, toes on the mark waiting for the gun to go off—waiting for the go.  I have sensed this pent up energy in me that wants not just to leak out but to surge out.  I go to write a few ideas down for my talk in a couple of weeks and twenty or thirty pages come rolling out of my pen.  I go to learn about this new concept and then spend three hours in the car doing everything from composing music to composing new workshops. 

A few minutes ago I talked to my daughter who is going through a lot of challenges right now.  I had to smile when she said she just needed something new to focus on and so she registered for a 800 number college course on community organizing that has nothing to do with finishing her degree.  Is it just in the air or what?

I also realized that she was not asking for my advice, or approval, or wisdom, or anything—the “coin” she wanted from me was just to listen.  I gave it freely.

So, here is my first question for you.  How much change do you have in your pocket?  It doesn’t have to be a lot, but all of us have some gift or experience to offer others.  Second question–what are you doing to give it away?  And if your pockets are a bit light, what do you need from me or others?  Don’t just count your coins, spend them.  We could just begin there. 

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Oh, dear–Christmas is near.

I don’t want to feel this way.  I don’t want to feel caught between the good feelings I have about this sacred season and the tremendous pressure to give, give, give.   It’s not that I mind giving, but I can do without the stuff. 

 Here are the things that I most love to give—and to get:

  • Crystal Clear Communication
  • Heart open and listening
  • Regard and Respect for self and others
  • Insight and inspiration to guide and light the way
  • Service to others who need a helping hand
  • Time for each other  free of bleeps and blips and blaring media
  • Messages of hope and joy and vision and play
  • A special tone of voice, the sound of love itself
  • Spirit of love and peace for all the creatures of earth—including humans

Instead of ranting further, I think I’ll just stop here.  It is my deepest hope that my Christmas list for you is filled to overflowing.  May you have love and peace and blessings all around you during this special holiday season.

 Jamie

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When Spirit Crashes Through . . . agree

This morning I sat down at my little desk to assemble 50 Bead People gift sets that will be making a trip to Italy next month to take part in an international spiritual walk.  Every time I play with these little people assembled from the rag tag jewelry I collect at yard sales, thrift stores, or generous bead donations, I am amazed at all of the people they have touched.  Earlier this month my friend Gaydel sent me a picture of a little Bead Person hanging from the handlebars of a bicycle on its way to New Delhi, India.

Let me tell you more of that story. Gaydel found to cyclists from France hunkering down during a tremendous Wyoming windstorm.  Evidently, they couldn’t ride and they couldn’t hide.  Gaydel (with her enormous heart) loaded bikes and riders into her car (along with her dog, Maxie) and took them back to her ranch to spend the night.  During the evening she introduced them to The Bead People.  They had some fun building their own and read the story, The Wind of a Thousand Years.  They thought that was especially appropriate given their own recent encounter with the mighty wind.

The next day the Bead People got wired to the handle bars of their bikes and off they went.  The couple was on a mission to bike around the world.  Their recent email update to Gaydel (along with the picture) said that they had traveled 19,000 miles so far.  So, the Bead People hitchhiked the distance with them from Wyoming to India.  Her friends wrote, “We can’t forget you because we have still your small ” poupée. ” Look they are with us in India! They are not so clean as they were, but it is normal after a so long travel overseas!”

What is it about these little travelers that people—me included—find so fun and appealing.  I can’t think of any of my creative projects that have given me more pleasure than The Bead People International Peace Project.  Although they are inanimate, they seem to be infused with spirit and the celebration of our common humanity.  I am losing count of how many have gone to how many countries now.  I usually say 7000 to over 35 different countries, but it is probably much more.  This summer alone they have gone to Boys and Girls clubs, women’s retreats, conferences, churches and, of course, a long bike trek.

Do you think that sometimes pure spirit manages to crack through the crust of daily life to bring us something special?  I think it does.  What do you think is trying to come through you at this moment?  Are you listening?  Tuned in?  Ready to carry it forward and out into the world?  If you aren’t sure, you could do a Bead People project in your community or country and see what kind of magic unfolds for you.

The world could use a little more spirit in action.

What can I say?  I love the Bead People.

 

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