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The Heart of Greatness

Saturday, July 28th, 2007

That’s me in the Grand Canyon, yes.

I am currently driving West, on my move to San Luis Obispo County in California. Along the way I have had the joy to see spectacular sights side by side with, well, the wonderful content of my mind.

At some point early in the trip I decided to do The Work on the thought “I need people to admire me.” I came to see for myself that, despite me believing it at varying degrees of strength throughout my life, it isn’t really true, and what wonderful news this is!

Further, I tried on “I need me to admire me” as a turnaround and to my amazement I discovered that whenever I do something that makes me proud of myself I soon want somebody to praise it but I spend barely any time giving the kind of honest and loving praise to myself that I seem to want from others. And so I decided to catch up with myself: as I drove through the desert I began making a list of all the aspects of me that I really do admire, and I took it in, really spending time reflecting on them, bathing on them, fully.

It is one of the most beautiful things I have done for myself. I would think, for example, how proud I am of how I have handled my divorce this last year, of how dedicated I have become to establishing a genuine connection with my students, of how loving of a father to my children I have become through the years, and the list would not stop. It would go on and on, searching through the distant past, finding the ways in which my life has had meaning and enriched this wonderful, mysterious planet. I did this slowly, really taking in the internal approval for who and what I am, for what I am becoming, for what breathes and thinks me.

I would think about each of these reasons for humble pride, and they would fill my heart, and I would cry, and cry, and cry, in joy. In fact, my heart swells up just to think of those wonderful hours of driving through the Southwest, crying, becoming real with myself about my own worth. At last.

What a wonderful thing, to be aware of one’s greatness, because it is through my greatness, and only through it, that I can be of genuine service.

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.