Not tolerating anything!

What are you putting up with?

 

How much energy do you have for living?  At the end of your energy, do you still have more day left.  We have all noticed how easy it is to get things on our plate.  What we are not expecting and what takes up vital energy are the unfinished things in our life.  These ignored, unconscious intruders eat up our energies and damage our lives.  One of the most serious and most subtle of things is keeping up with what bugs you.   Take a  moment and consider what it is that you put up with each day.  Maybe it’s your car, your neighbors, your spouse, your kids.  Maybe it’s your job, or your boss.  Maybe it’s the traffic, or whatever.  Make a list of all these things that get next to you and eat up your life.  You might not have more than a half dozen, but I’m betting that if you really look and think, there are a hundred things you are tolerating.  What this will do for you is to make what you are "toleration conscious."

 

Take this list and put it somewhere you can find it.  Read it in a month.

 Awareness + Attention + Intention = miracle

Coach Charles

 

A Perfect Person

From time to time, I wonder what I am really about.  I suspect that we all do this some.  What do you think would change if you were to become incredibly consistant about what you give youself to?  There are a 168 hours per week, often referred to as the rule of 168.  168 is all you get per week.  It is all anybody gets.  At issue is what do you do with it.  Do your weeks blur into an ongoing fade out.  Soon you find that you are not doing what you want or enjoy, just because....   How you answer the question of what you are about can provide some resolution to this difficulty. 

Here is a question you might think about:

Ask....."I am a perfect person to do the _______________(objective) because I am/have the following __________________(assetts).

My answer is that I am good personal coach, because I have an incredible desire and ability to find out what is going on with people.  Often this is more intuitive rather than logical.  I see what people do that is consistant with what they are saying or doing, and when they are fooling themselves, or me.

So, give it some thought.

Coach Charles

What's in a Name?

I am presently reading a book by Twyla Tharp, called The Creative Habit: Learn it and Use it for Life. In chapter three, in the section on exercises she talks about the value of our given name. In this section on names she suggests choosing a name for yourself. If you are like Twyla, you are perfectly satisfied with the name you got from your parents. Some are, some are not. Which are you?

Is choosing name in preference to your given name do something for you. Could it just be an expression of regret or rebellion? My own story in this matter was that in the early days of my life I changed my name, albeit, not in the legal sense. My name is Charles, and I had somewhat of a tough time getting to know my father and unconsciously resented that he never became my friend. He and I were relative strangers in our own home. In San Diego, I met and admired a young man who was called Chuck, and then another also a Chuck. They, each in their own way, seemed to have a handle on their lives. I liked them, so when they moved on, I changed my name, or at least what I called myself, to "Chuck". I was Chuck for the next 20 years when I discovered and joined a kind of self-help growth group. I was with them for about three years, and at the last conference we had a gestalt exercise where we were to remember someone with whom we had unfinished business, whether dead or alive. The person that came to my mind was my dad. He had been dead for 15 years but was still haunting my feelings about myself. When I was 22 I had accepted Christ as my Saviour, and virtually everything in my life changed, became better. Not all was healed that day, but ten years later I had the privilege of being present when my father trusted in Christ. He passed away during the following night. It would be another 15 years before I got it right with Him. In the gestalt exercise above, I imagined him seated there in front of me, my telling him what I thought of him and the terrible things he did (or so I thought) to me and our family. I had some really ugly memories about those time and told him so. Tremendous peace took the place of the resentment and my relationship with him eased. A few days after while out on the street walking I imagined that I was putting all my hard, unforgiving, painful experiences, all the wrongs done to me, all the derision I had experienced into an imaginary and quite large balloon, blowing everything I could think of or remember and when I finished filling the balloon, I held it over my head and as I let it go up to God. I remember hearing the flut, flut flut of it flight up to Him. I had never felt so clean and pure, so blessed and loved as then. Within a few days I began to call myself Charles again. You see, because He is so wonderful, and so redeeming, I trusted my inner being to Him. I praise Him for leading me to this place, and I am happy to recognize that "Charles" was the best name I could have. It means strong and manly.

So now I a not Chuck, I am Charles.

Coach Charles

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