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Eclectic Friday
In the “way old days” well before I retired from the corporate world I loved Fridays, not because they were the day before the weekend but because they were “casual Fridays.” Remember that? We could come to work without a jacket and tie. There were still rules: no jeans, shirts with collars, no canvas shoes…we had to look decent. And if we had customers visiting it was most certainly back to the uniform: jacket, tie, shoe-laces…
Then we moved into “flex-time” when we could work longer days and take every other Friday off. Those were the days for play! I loved these Fridays; Rosemary and I would have breakfast together at our favorite little breakfast/lunch shop, we’d catch up with each other and our lives, we’d do some planning and just be casual with one-another. There were still Fridays when travel took me out of town. There were still customer visits that had to be made if they were available on my Friday off. But those free Fridays – what a gift! Three-day weekends that were somehow better than Monday holiday weekends; it was almost like playing hooky – other people still had to work!
Now that I am retired from all the corporate “rules” – no matter how much they “flexed” there were still ways to dress and time-sheets to complete – Fridays are still precious days. Is my sense of a more relaxed day a holdover from my corporate experience? Is there still some excitement surrounding the last day of the week? For one thing Rosemary’s weekly Ezine is published and out; we finish that task on Thursday nights, complete the video, format the email, update the website. Some Thursdays grow into long days and late nights; glitches do have a way to slow the publishing process.
But here it is; the Ezine is out, it’s Friday morning and all I have to do is finish this post. Then I can do with this day whatever comes to mind; whatever opportunity pops up. It’s no longer “casual Friday” or “Friday off” but “Eclectic Friday” for me! And these Fridays are more precious to me than they ever were when the corporate dress-code relaxed and the work schedules relaxed.
But I wonder if we’ve become too relaxed. I just had a conversation with some friends about “jeans to the opera.” I have a fabulous, although now they may be out of style, collection of ties hanging, forgotten, in my closet. I do wear a western-style bolo tie occasionally when I want to feel (or appear) as a Coloradan. But even weddings, funerals, theater, have become the domain for sweats! And the styles seem to reflect this overly relaxed attitude – worn-out jeans, ripped shirts, shoes with missing laces! Or are the attitudes a response to the styles?
Yesterday I wrote about the societal aspects of “connection.” I firmly believe that the human species is a collective creature; we survive because we are social beings; we evolve in community, learning from one-another and growing together. Does it matter how we appear to one-another? Does our style, our manner, our attitude, our demeanor, our appearance matter within the community?
I’m not sure I can even answer these questions for myself. But I do know I love Fridays; and this Friday I am free to be eclectic!
Have a fabulous weekend!

MONDAY’S POEM: Practice
I mentioned in an earlier post this year that my “word for 2014” is Patience. Some days I think it is my word for this lifetime! But I am actually in conscious practice of all Six Paramitas, the Six Transcendent Perfections. My thought-poem for today is my meditation on these Paramitas:
Practice
Generosity begins with self, home.
Giving of oneself, even life itself,
Gains everything: Peace, joy, long-life
And the Transcendent Perfection of Wisdom.
Ethics begin with the mind, thoughts.
When the mind is clear, present,
The words of speech and
The actions of body follow, as does
The Transcendent Perfection of Wisdom.
Patience is the pivot point of all practice:
Anger is the teacher,
Patience is the lesson,
Long-lasting happiness is the path to
The Transcendent Perfection of Wisdom.
Joyful Exertion is the power
Fueled by courage and determination
That propel ordinary beings to Buddhahood,
And the Transcendent Perfection of Wisdom.
Meditative Contemplation is the only
Pathway home, to neutral mind,
To virtuous mind, to True Self,
And the Transcendent Perfection of Wisdom.
Wisdom, the exact nature of things:
All is impermanent,
All that is impure is suffering,
All is emptiness:
The Transcendent Perfection of Wisdom.
©2014 Richard W. Bredeson. All rights reserved.

“Breakfast with Buddha” – A Book Review
I mentioned this book in my post yesterday as a sign of alignment of my path with the Plan of the Universe. It was a delightful Christmas gift and I raced through the book anticipating each new scene and experience: a good laugh, a shed tear, an unfolding story well told. Here is my short review:
I had not read anything by Roland Murello before I received this book. And I haven’t read a good “road-trip” story in a long time. Both encounters have been very rewarding. And perhaps the rewards have been deeper because I could so easily identify with all of the characters!
You don’t have to identify with any of the characters, however, to enjoy the book. If you are interested in a story of the movement of a fairly typical upper middleclass, middle aged American guy moving through early spiritual awakenings, then I highly recommend this well written book.
Otto Ringling is the main character. He grew up as a Lutheran in the Midwest (North Dakota) on a wheat farm. (I grew up as a Lutheran on a dairy farm in Wisconsin.) He is comfortable in his life: loving wife, two teenage kids whom he adores, great job publishing food books (he loves to eat fine food accompanied by great wine); all is going really well for him. But he has these nagging little discomforts with all of this; small inner tremors that begin to shake things up a bit.
Otto has a sister, Cecelia (mine is a sister-in-law). He calls her Seese (I call mine Cees). He claims his Seese is “as flaky as a good spanakopita crust.” (I won’t say anything here about my Cees, except that I love her!). Otto’s journey truly begins with the sudden death of their parents, the bigger tremor that really begins to shake his foundation.
Otto’s gradual awakening is guided by a Rinpoche, a “friend” of Cecelia. The story unfolds as a road-trip (just Otto and the Rinpoche) from Cecelia’s home in New Jersey to their parents’ farm in North Dakota. There are hilarious scenes through the whole trip, well described, often involving the search for the perfect meal along the meandering journey, as Otto serves Rinpoche a dose of true Americana and Rinpoche serves Otto a dose of the true way to awakening.
The book is light, fun, poignant, silly, profound and just plain enjoyable as a spiritual awakening travelogue. Perhaps I enjoyed it so much because it rang so true for me. But I think anyone who is beginning to get in touch with the truth and their own spiritual awakening will also enjoy the book.
And the best news for me is there is now a sequel: Lunch with Buddha. I can hardly wait to get my copy; and I’ve got a B&N gift card to spend!

MONDAY’S POEM: Patience
Patience has been a life-long lesson for me. I have committed to learn it, probably not finally but fully, this year. My “word for the year” is Patience. And with that announcement and commitment, my first poem of they year is just that!
Patience
Always rushing, always late.
Bly: “It’s already too late.”
What’s the hurry, why the haste?
Are we afraid death will win the race?
Ignore the signs, sharp curve ahead.
The moon is waxing, move briskly ahead.
But after the waxing, the moon will wane.
All that briskness; All in vain?
Waiting, always waiting, never enough.
Patience, learning patience, more than enough!
Where is the action, why just sit?
Are we afraid Death won’t fit?
Rushing or waiting, all the same.
Waxing and waning, cycles the same.
Let life catch up; it has its flow.
Be as patient as death; keep it slow.
©2014 Richard W. Bredeson. All rights reserved.





