Thinking Big! "Why Not?"

Yun and kids visited an old friend on Christmas day.  A single mother, she is determined to be all she can be.  Indeed, she has been many women, and has done many things….. multi-degreed  black-belt martial artist, a physicist and a scientist, an astronaut want to be, a marathon runner, a ‘good witch’ who lives in mystery, a loyal friend, a devoted Catholic…you name it, she is it  and she does it!

“Why not?”  If one  would ask her such a question, that’s  what she’d answer.

For many, this might seem too much to be and to much of a chaotic  life.  Can one person be both practical and idealistic?   Can one person be a scientist  a Catholic and be a ‘witch’?  Can one person be rational and sensual?   Can one person be a professional and be a  housewife?

Can all these seemingly opposite roles and opposite states of being  co-exist in one person?      Apparently, some people make it so.  For these,people, labels are just not going to cut it for them.  Any label is too small of a container to contain their bigger being.

We can not help but wonder how many opposite “labels” we could be if we allowed ourselves to “think big!”   Be impatient and patient?  Be nice and mean?  Be conservative and liberal? Be a scientist and a witch?

Really?   “Why not?”  is a question that we seldom ask.  “Why not” is a question that can help us expand our state of being,.  “Why not” is a question that can enrich our life’s experiences.

Cece is reminded of a poem that a friend brought to her attention titled,  “Call Me by My True Names” by Thich Nhat Hanh:

Call Me by My True Names

Do not say that I’ll depart tomorrow
because even today I still arrive.

Look deeply: I arrive in every second
to be a bud on a spring branch,
to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile,
learning to sing in my new nest,
to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower,
to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.

I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry,
in order to fear and to hope.
The rhythm of my heart is the birth and
death of all that are alive.

I am the mayfly metamorphosing on the surface of the river,
and I am the bird which, when spring comes, arrives in time
to eat the mayfly.

I am the frog swimming happily in the clear pond,
and I am also the grass-snake who, approaching in silence,
feeds itself on the frog.

I am the child in Uganda, all skin and bones,
my legs as thin as bamboo sticks,
and I am the arms merchant, selling deadly weapons to
Uganda.

I am the twelve-year-old girl, refugee on a small boat,
who throws herself into the ocean after being raped by a sea
pirate,
and I am the pirate, my heart not yet capable of seeing and
loving.

I am a member of the politburo, with plenty of power in my
hands,
and I am the man who has to pay his “debt of blood” to, my
people,
dying slowly in a forced labor camp.

My joy is like spring, so warm it makes flowers bloom in all
walks of life.
My pain if like a river of tears, so full it fills the four oceans.

Please call me by my true names,
so I can hear all my cries and laughs at once,
so I can see that my joy and pain are one.

Please call me by my true names,
so I can wake up,
and so the door of my heart can be left open,
the door of compassion.

Thich Nhat Hanh

“Bye for Now ” from the Two Whos

Cece-one of The Two Whos http://www.thetwowhos.com

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