Archive for May, 2007

The House that Fell on my Lap

Monday, May 28th, 2007

 

I went to San Luis Obispo last week to look for a place to live. I found the perfect place right in front of the water.

You have to see the photos. They are fabulous!

Tabblo: My New Home in San Luis Obispo

I see the photos and they make me want to move there.

Then I remind myself that I am moving there.

What can I say? Good for me!

I thought I was going to have a pretty good trip to SLO, and then it was better than that.

Life is good.

 

A Rite of Passage for the 21st Century

Tuesday, May 15th, 2007

Swim, swim!

You may know I have a son. His name is Tad, and he is about to be 14 years old. He is a handsome, emotionally put together young man. A couple of months ago I told him:

You are coming of age. It is time for you and I to take a trip together, through which we will bond, and we will both expore how is it that one may come to live a meaningful life.

The old forgotten rite of passage. Machelle and I had talked about that this time would come. It was time. Tad tells me that at the moment he thought I was going to take him out to the wilderness for a week, or take him to the middle of a lake and throw him there and see him swim back to the shore. I said, instead:

You and I are going to Byron Katie’s three-day Relationship Workshop in Chicago.

He was strangely relieved. I asked him how he felt about that, and he said he would do it.

What you will read in the upcoming posts is his own account of how the weekend went for him. He wrote the text you will read as part of an assignment he had for school, about community service. His take on it was that being a facilitator of The Work is a form of community service. Enjoy.

 

Tad with Katie

Tad’s experiences at the Relationship Workshop (Part One)

Tad’s experiences at the Relationship Workshop (Part Two)

Tad’s experiences at the Relationships Workshop (Part Three)


Thirteen-year-old Tad and The Work of Byron Katie (Part One)

Tuesday, May 15th, 2007

Tad Baumann
Byron Katie Workshop: Day One
May 4, 2007

At the Byron Katie workshop, we got a folder that had many sheets of paper. As we went along through the workshop Katie would invite us to get a certain sheet of paper and write the answers to questions she would ask us. The most unique sheet of paper was the yellow card. The yellow card had the following words on it:

  1. Is it true?
  2. Can you absolutely know that it’s true?
  3. How do you react when you think that thought?
  4. Who would you be without the thought?
  • Turn the thought around…………..

 

These four questions changed my whole life to a different view and that of many others who were there at the workshop. We used these four questions for every problem we worked with. I will show how each step works using the following sentence:

I am angry at Brandon because he is mean to everyone.

This is a stressful thought that I had. To work with it I first shortened it to:

Brandon is mean to everyone.

Number one: “Brandon is mean to everyone, is that true?” You shut your eyes and think. If the answer is YES, you go to question number two. If the answer is NO you skip to number 3. In this case my answer was YES.

Number two: “Brandon is mean to everyone. Can you absolutely know that this is true?” Shut your eyes again. “Is he mean in your thoughts?” “Does he act mean to people in your point of view?” “Does he act kind to some people?” Those questions that I just typed are the things you should be searching for in your mind. My answer to this question is NO. He is not mean to everyone.

Number three: “Brandon is mean to everyone. How do you react when you believe that thought?” “I feel sad that he treats people with disrespect. I feel like it is my fault that I can teach him not to be so mean if I hang out with him but I don’t want to because he is mean.” That was an example of a common answer. The answers tell how you feel and how you treat yourself and others when you believe that thought.

Number four: “Brandon is mean to everyone. Who would you be with out the thought that Brandon is mean to everyone?” “I would feel safer. I wouldn’t have to worry about him in his long run. I would hang out with him more. He would be a better friend to me.”

The Turnaround
Turn the thought “Brandon is mean to everyone” around. A turnaround could be: “I’m mean to everyone.” Now find three statements in which that could be true. “I have been mean to my sister. I have been mean to my friends. I have been mean to my parents.” Now find another turnaround. “Brandon is not mean to everyone.” Now find another three statements in which that could be true. “He is kind to his nephew. He is kind to his sister. He is kind to most of his friends.” The turnaround is a way to learn about myself and the world from the judgments I have about others.

Now we have done The Work. From this I found out that Brandon is similar to me because we are both mean in some ways. I learned that he is not mean to everyone. I want to say he is so that I can be right but that does not prove anything. After doing this work on Brandon I felt better. I felt like I could understand him more.

Thirteen-year-old Tad and The Work of Byron Katie (Part Two)

Tuesday, May 15th, 2007

Tad Baumann
Byron Katie Workshop: Day Two
May 5, 2007

Earlier this day I shared with the group about how we all are living so we can die happy. After I spoke everyone noticed Eduardo and I. Many people came up to us and said hello and told us how amazing it is for a son and dad to come and do something like this. They kept on saying “I wish my son would come and do this with me.” I felt really good that I did this and how great of a father I have.

Katie invited us to read a worksheet that we did on someone we were frustrated at. She had us pair up with someone and it was the first time I had paired up with anyone so I paired up with my dad. We did The Work (used the questions in the yellow card). I started to get the hang of it. It was entertaining and it started to make a lot more sense. After the exercise that we just did, Katie played a poem off the computer. I forgot who it was by but it was the most well read, most terrific poem I’ve ever heard.

After the poem ended I found myself struggling to open my eyes but I just couldn’t. So I sat there in a moment, joining the rest of the silent symphony.

The moment ended and she dismissed us for an hour and a half for lunch.

Thirteen-year-old Tad and The Work of Byron Katie (Part Three)

Tuesday, May 15th, 2007

Tad Baumann
Byron Katie Workshop: Day Three
May 6, 2007

In this workshop I learned that other people go through similar things that I do. That made me feel better about myself and how I look at things. I also learned that some things I go through are very common and not as bad as what others go through. Like this man who said “I am angry at my brother because he killed his wife.” He later said that his brother had killed her by strangling her. Whoa! It was so vicious and not as bad as my problems. The brother did The Work and he handled his problem very well. He just gave a few tears. Katie later told him that “Crying is the same as smiling with a little feature, tears. It’s alright to cry. Nothing is wrong with how it is.”

Katie’s words are wonderful, influential, and touching. She never gets angry. She says she doesn’t know why there is a reason to be angry. Things are the way they are. She used to be really depressed. She was depressed for 43 years. She lived in a halfway house. But one morning she woke up on the floor of her bedroom. As she says, “It’s like I woke up as a whole other person.” People noticed that she was not her usual self. She gave the most stunning advice to anyone. People ask her if she was enlightened but she gave the simplest response “I’m not sure.”

-Tad

 

 

 

Us

 

Eduardo’s afterthoughts:

It may go without saying, and let me say it anyways: I was very moved by Tad’s account of his experience at Katie’s Relationship Workshop. I loved being there with him. My experience was just as beautiful and personal as his. I post these experiences in my blog in tribute to our wanting to learn together how to live in love and in peace. What more as a father could I possibly want?

I truly can’t think of anything better than this.

 

One last thing. Past the astonishment of reading Tad’s experiences at the workshop I told him: I don’t remember hearing Katie say to that man that “crying is the same as smiling with a little feature, tears.” He said: “Yeah, she didn’t say that. I made that part up.”

 

My life would be better if…

Wednesday, May 2nd, 2007

Lecture Hall

Yesterday was the last day of classes for me at Notre Dame for this semester, and probably for a very long time. I utterly enjoyed teaching this generation of students. I got to know them well. I wasn’t “careful” with them. I opened myself to their friendship, I allowed myself to be vulnerable with them. I did not have reservations in showing them the person that I am.

So to conclude the course I wanted to take advantage of all that these 102 brave souls may have learned about me throughout our 29 meetings this semester. I asked them to write in a piece of paper the answer to the question: “Eduardo, your life would be better if ___________ ” and to give that piece of paper to me.

I got about 90 responses. Some of the responses are hilarious, some are goofy, and some of them are just plain beautiful and informative. They really got to know me well, it seems. What a privilege, to befriend this collection of humans that I called my “students” for the past five months. You can see the responses I got from them below:

Thank you, guys and gals. You really made it worthwhile.

Marriage gone to heaven

Wednesday, May 2nd, 2007

At a yoga workshop in 2005

(Me and Machelle at a yoga workshop with Angela and Victor, 2005)

So last tuesday Machelle and I went to court, for our one and only hearing regarding our divorce. We drove together, we sat close to one another on the bench on the back of the room, waiting for our turn. We faced the judge without lawyers, with documents we drafted ourselves. We joked with the judge, we allowed our actions to reveal the simple truth to be known to all: that we are friends, that we love each other, and that this does not mean that we have to live together, or remain married. Then our divorce became final. To love her without conditions, even as she moves on with her life and tastes the fresh fruit of a new relationship, that’s my job.

There were two ways we could have gotten the divorce: one was at war, hating each other, the other one was peaceful. We chose peace, and our children, relatives and friends are grateful in more ways than one for that. And so am I. And for this and other reasons I am so very grateful to Katie and her gentle yet incisive inquiry for helping me find what was never lost: my true nature.

Two weeks ago I was staffing Katie’s nine day School and I had the chance to do the work on the thought “my marriage went to hell.” My facilitator skillfully walked me through the four questions, and one turnaround really resonated with me: “My marriage went to heaven.” It was much truer. Surely, the marriage dissolved, and on the other side of inquiry what replaced it is this beautiful something, much closer to unconditional love than anything that we ever had while we were married.

At the end of our brief journey through the court system last tuesday Machelle dropped me off at my job, and before I got out of the car we shared our feelings, our hopes and fears about the future. Then we hugged. She went on to teach her yoga classes, and I went on to teach my microeconomics classes. I had a lot of fun that day teaching about “repeated investment decisions under risk.”

It was a beautiful day.