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Hi,
My name is Don and I am…well…different things. Paradox is a word. I have a growing awareness that I am more precious than ever thought possible and at the same time more evil than willing to admit on most days.
At about 34 years of age I was starting to have a growing awareness of blind-spots, unmanageable parts of my life and regular frustration. Do you ever feel “stuck?” Questions were surfacing about “how do I build a relationship with my wife? Why do I bottle emotions up and then explode at people, mostly bosses? Why do I feel no emotion toward significant people in my life? Why am I so tired of religion?” Then I heard of a group called ABBA (not the band, but “daddy).
I guess I was ready to start a new life. Continue reading
The Cobbled Path To Peace
World peace is a journey
That begins with a single, faltering step
Upon the cobbled path of inner peace.
Inner peace is the
perfection of inner healing.
Inner healing is the fruit of acceptance.
Acceptance is the tree of life
That springs forth from Love.
Love is the seed.
Christ is the Seed.
God is Love.
God loves us…
All.
All of us. Continue reading
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The Journey of an Architect Learning How to Be An Artist
For most of my life, I have operated from a leadership philosophy/paradigm and a set of practices that cascade out of the notion that the role of a visionary leader is to be solely that of an architect. The prevailing thinking that has influenced my leadership training and practices flows from a Newtonian, mechanistic worldview in which predictability, creating plans and programs to produce order, and determining the end outcome are the key objectives. From this perspective, people can be viewed as cogs in the machine which can be manipulated to get the desired result, or seen as replaceable pieces to be discarded when no longer productive.
An effective leader’s job is to come up with a big vision, to cast that vision to a group of people, to find the people with the necessary skill sets to execute that vision, and to implement the five year plan to bring that vision to fruition. This approach to leadership does bring about results and seems to work. Yet we are entering a time when our Newtonian mechanistic worldview is colliding with other realities. Discontinuous or random change happening at an accelerated rate is making it more and more difficult to have long range, rigid plans.
The realization through chaos is that we are not as in control as we think we are – just look at the fluctuations of the stock market in the last month. There is a growing awareness that systems/organizations are not machines, but a network of interconnected relationships where even little decisions can have great impact on the whole – look at the grassroots revolutions in the Middle East in the last year. If you want to reflect more on some of these ideas, I suggest Margaret Wheatley’s book, “Leadership and the New Science: Discovering Order In a Chaotic World”. Continue reading
Music Induced Flashbacks
This summer we had the opportunity to check out three of my favorite childhood Canadian
rock bands; Chilliwack, Street Heart and Prism. Much older now. Less hair, voices not quite what they used to be but it didn’t seem to matter – the now ‘old boys’ could still get it done in the Rock’n Roll department! Each have a huge anthology of songs, and they played a lot of them, and with each hit they belted out, I became acutely aware of distinct and clear memories of my youth. I found myself smiling at each recollection and for an hour and a half I was transported back to a time before kids, marriage and a mortgage payment. Continue reading
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I Smell Like Sheep Poop
I got a call from a friend a couple of days ago. He has a small sheep herd of about 100 head and he was needing help sorting them. Some had to go to market. Some had to be tagged and tattoo’d. And some needed to be culled off for shearing.
I love a day at the farm, it gets me out of the office and away from the computer for several hours and lets me utilize some old cowboy skills from so long ago it seems like another life. The sun was warm and there was a gentle breeze coming out of the west as our ragtag crew began to gather the sheep into a small pasture. Then in batches of 10’s we’d herd the sheep into a small corral to sort and whatever else was necessary. The sheep were… well sheep and they did what sheep did. Some were complacent and others – well lets say were a bit of a wooly rodeo. Continue reading
In The Light Of Common Grace
As a couple who try our best to live and make everyday decisions according to a personal life rule to live simply and tread lightly upon the earth, my wife and I don’t often do a lot of shopping for things that aren’t necessities. When we do shop however, we prefer to avoid the hustle and bustle of big box stores and shopping malls, in favour of small mom and pop shops where we have the opportunity to linger a while, and get to know and chat with the proprietor and staff if possible. Once and a while though, there’s just nothing for it, and for the sake of frugality (also part of our personal life rule), a trip to a larger store is necessary.
So while I was out this morning doing some shopping at a busy, popular furniture store (which shall remain unnamed), I needed to arrange for a few things to be delivered as they just wouldn’t fit in our little Echo compact. As is often my habit when I am out and about or forced to wait in line ups that seem to take forever, I simply began to look around at the beehive of activity and take notice of the kaleidoscope of people around me; their activities, the expressions on their faces, their countenance and their body language. I started to relax, follow my breathing, and allow a little smile to come to my face; using the wait as an opportunity to be mindful and to invite God to both calm my mind and my body (I tend to get nervous, impatient and edgy when in the midst of crowds and line-ups) and to perhaps in some small way, allow me to be an instrument of peace in the chaotic madness of a “Wacky Wednesday” shopping sale.




