The Ponder Effect | What is the danger in this REQUIRING?
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What is the danger in this REQUIRING?

My brother (an insightful, intentional, adventurous soul) sent me a poem recently that I share with you this week. It was written by mindfulness coach, Elmo Shade.

No Agenda

This requiring is such a dire strait
that the mind constructs, sometimes
without boundaries.

Love languages forgotten or blinded
by the doing of things, of places of
importance in a mad rush.

 In an age of connection to the 10,000 joys
and the 10,000 sorrows, we reward the
agenda while ignoring the moment.

Expectations are pre-mature disappointments
that corrode the soul with a thick algae
and dam the heart to receive the gift.

When will you learn that this requiring
is the bad neighborhood your mother
warned you about? Don’t mind what happens.

No agenda. No problem.

How does this poem speak to you today? What might happen if you carry its wisdom with you in the coming week?

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3 Ponderings
  • Anonymous

    November 12, 2018 at 12:07 pm

    Most of my problems in life come from wanting or requiring. Behind my wanting or requiring is typically some form of fear. Fear that I am not enough. Fear that I won’t be seen. So want or require is the voice of my ego or pain body that is telling me that I need some thing or experience or future to make me complete, to make me seen, to make me happy. My ego’s appetite is insatiable though as that thing has a satisfaction-life of about 5 minutes and then the hole grows back. I try to look at my wanting or requiring from the side to see what is behind it. Once I see what’s behind my wanting, I can give it a good judo-chop and go about my day with a smile and an ease of enough-ness that gives me peace and love.

  • Anonymous

    November 13, 2018 at 9:27 am

    I often double check the thing that this poem is getting to the root of when I’m at one of my kids’ assemblies (concerts, etc). You look around and see all these parents with their smartphones and video cameras out to record the moment, but in so doing – in viewing their kids through the lens of a device – they’re actually missing the true moment. I’ve done it – of course I have! – you want to preserve the moment. But to just BE in it and recognize the power of something that is so concentrated and so sweet … that’s really something. Sometimes I wonder if we don’t all clamor to over-document because we feel, by peer pressure or social media pressure, etc that we are somehow required to do so. If we get lost in that bad neighborhood, there is so much authenticity and presence that we potentially miss out on.

  • Anonymous

    November 14, 2018 at 6:14 pm

    For me, the line that hits closest to home in this poem is the one about expectations. I find it fascinating how our strengths and weaknesses are flip sides of the same coin. Having high expectations for myself and for life have served me well, and yet they can also be hard to deal with (both for me and for those who love me). I don’t think the goal is no agenda or no expectations, but rather to be aware–as the question asks–of the dangers inherent in these things and to tread with care to determine if/when healthy striving becomes unfulfilled requiring.