The Me And The We

I decided to write a bit about the Me and the We as the me is something I’m really exploring and experiencing with ease and dignity, and I am having such a blast learning and feeling me that the me is so excited it turns into the we.

Me is the self exploring of my dots, and the dots always for whatever reason only want to feel comfortable.

The dots that do not feel comfortable are dealt with dignity, and dialogues of diplomacy, nonresistance and acceptance which allows the dots just to be the dots without judging the dots.

I could call them dots of doubt as I like the way rhythm and rhyme flow, plus the screen reader sounds really cool when it reads words that sound good together in a fluid manner.

Feeling me in a fluid way somehow allows me to experience life through the combination of thinking and feeling.

Being able to feel some part of me that already works helps.

It gets me inspired knowing something in my life already works well.

Flow on the ice as well as off of the ice for me feels good and by using this sense of myself motivates me to flow more, feel more, and more things in my life really start to connect from the inside out to create more things that work in my life.

I use to feel that focusing so much on me was selfish.

Now; selfish to me feels like self absorbed like a sponge that is full and nowhere to go and not very comfortable.

My new friend, Rugby Jones does this.

He gets so much into his me, that he becomes the we just because he knows himself so well.

When he is hungry, he asks for food, and when he is thirsty, he asks for a drink etc.

Wherever he goes, and whatever he does he somehow manages to do it with dignity.

This happens because he totally knows and loves himself.

Another twist on the word selfish, it allows me to be so involved with myself that by involving myself with everything I am feeling or thinking extends and expands my awareness of self so much that it becomes We.

It is getting clear to me that me has to be sensed, studied, and developed enough to become the We.

Me involves, and we evolves.

If this be the case then knowing me enough and loving me enough turns me into the we, where real evolution happens.

This is the shift many I feel are sensing.

The me, so involved with itself actually becomes the we, which always evolves and somehow knows how to feel life as connected, united, not separate but always whole just by being the self.

Birthed from sensing the me which turns into the we for me; is a physical experience changing the way I live, breathe, and move because of me merely being myself.

Be with the little parts of the me that already function and feel fluid or flow, and more flow will happen.

I felt this flash of inspiration when thought of the words

Charity Begins At Home.

Give to your me so much that it overflows and becomes the We.

Same lessons revisited? Maybe, but remember,

words validate something inside us that we already know.

Experiment with the me and the We and let me know what happens.

We Do Make A Difference

Last Thursday, our adult skating group had our final skate of the season.

Summer is coming, and the schedule gets crazy, kids out of school, more summer camps for figure skating, hockey, and public sessions can be a bit wild.

After we skate, we go to lunch.

This week the group was extremely large.

Some folks were doing ice dance, I did free skating, jumps, spins, and some just stroked around the edges of the rink and chatted as they skated.

I was careful as to skate with sensitivity and not get in the dancers patterns.

It can be interesting getting dance and free skating together as we as jumpers have our patterns, and dancers have their patterns.

Our group gets along well.Actually; more than well.We get along great, help each other, and somehow inspire each other, and we as a group seem to know when someone needs help on or off the ice.

I did the usual experimenting with blades and remembered a dream I had the night before about jumping and how the jumps felt was so amazing in my dream.

I thought I would do some more experimenting and could I duplicate my dream on the ice?

I started physically doing the things I did in my dream.

My jumps felt good, I felt comfortable, and didn’t think too much about it as I was having so much fun experimenting and enjoying the sounds of fellow skaters laughing, gliding past, talking as they would skate by, and occasionally someone would say that jump or spin looked good.

Whatever I tried, whatever I thought I wouldn’t or sometimes couldn’t do, I did.

Some of my foot-work, the brackets and rockers and counters honestly can look sloppy.

That’s why I have to feel first and form follows, but; when I’m in a hurry I want form first and who cares if I really feel.

I just want the turns finished!

There is a school of thought in skating that says

If you have great edges, jumping is the most easy thing in skating.

I have to tell you this school of thought works for me.

The less I forced, I experienced more flow, and fun plus I had less friction, with more speed, power, glide, and comfort.

During lunch, I got to sit accrossfrom Kip and Joyce, the newest of the group only connecting with our group early April of 2009 or late March.

They made such a hit with the group, and Kip with his cross overs inspires me and Joyce with her wanting technical info about skating always keeps me on my toes.

I got to sit next to Bill, who is a fearless adult skater, 60 years young or a few years plus, but who cares.

He is absolutely fearless.We lovingly sometimes joke with him and call him Wild Bill.

He can do way more than skating.

He does that hand gliding thing, probably climbs mountains, has so much fun with his dances and turned himself from a pure hockey skater to a figure skater now doing dance.

I respect him so much for his freedom and fearless approach to skating.

He was kind enough to read me the menu as he borrowed glasses from his wonderful wife, Carol, who recently passed two dance tests with ease and grace.

Bill was so patient reading me the menu with such care, managing to describe everything perfect.

While we were eating, several folks commented how nice my Axles looked,

which made me feel good.

I had lost the feel of the Axle a few months ago, and it felt wonderful knowing people could see the Axles landed and they looked nice.

When jumps feel too easy, I get somewhat suspicious, and now I am finally learning

That ease is the way for my skating.

If that wasn’t enough, Hank told me he actually did forward cross overs.

I am so proud of my friend, Hank who turned 89 in April finally did his forward cross overs his way.

He says he felt comfortable and the cross overs just happened.

Five or six weeks ago, Hank got a helmet as he saw one in a sports store and thought it would be a good idea to skate with a helmet in case he took an unexpected fall.

He did fall, and fall hard he did.Hank fell on his back trying a cross over about a week after he got his new helmet.

The helmet took the bulk of the fall; although he was stiff a few days, and he went right back trying cross overs as if nothing happened.

I asked him what made him try cross overs after the fall?He says he realized what he did wrong, and wanted to see if he could correct his mistake which made him fall.

He always says profound things, and I learn so much from Hank.

His wise words of wisdom said he went too fast, tried to fly before he was sensitive, and you know the rest.

His courage and love for skating never ceases to amaze me and the other piece of this story is how Hank has the courage to allow a totally blind skater teach him edges, stroking, and the cross over when done well feels and looks spectacular.

Yes; we have a bunch of skaters that I feel are special.

Many of the skaters in our adult group are in their 70’s, and Hank is 89, Dick, a former skater is 98 and enjoyed watching me demonstrate brackets on the floor after we got off the ice.

Dick use to be a high level ice dancer and still has sharp eyes, and an honest tongue.

One of our skaters will have a hip replaced this fall, another had a knee replaced several years ago, and I’m waiting for eye replacements, and will be waiting a long time.

My new friends,

Rugby Jones and

Glenda

inspire me to new heights of awareness.

If they can do it.Then I can do it.

One person at a time.We do make a difference.

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When Connections Click

Did you ever go through a cycle where you just were existing, and nothing excited you?

Even though life isn’t bad, and is really good, and beyond good to great.

Then why the restless feeling like something is missing?

I am grateful of my accomplishments and judge some of my accomplishments in the past few years as really good ones, and border on great.

I coauthored a book, have been doing some speaking engagements, skating well, have adult students on and off of the ice that appreciate and can’t wait for their next sensitive energy coaching session or skating experience with me on or off the ice.

So; what is missing, and what’s wrong?

This past Friday, May 29, 2009 something profound and life changing happened.

The feeling of restless and missing something is gone as I met a new friend for life I’m sure.

Claudia, someone I met at a conference in early 2008 visited me and brought her 12 year old dog for a visit.

Rugby Joanes is his name, and he does everything I do, and more.

He had an accident several years ago and now can’t use his back legs, but nothing stops him.Visit him at http://claudiabroome.com/blog/ and you will understand why this means so much to me.

His picture is worth at least a thousand words or more.

Rugby Joans got out of his box as I am trying to do, and meeting him validated something so important for me.

We all are whole whether the body has all of the parts working or not working.Something remains totally and completely whole.

I’m starting to connect to the part of me that somehow is sensitive and completely whole.

I am doing this because my friend, Rugby Joans did it.

If he can do it, we all can do it if we choose.

This takes patience and courage.

The change first starts in our mind, and then we feel, and then we deal with that which we feel.

Thanks again,

Rugby Jones and

Claudia

Straight From The Heart,

Stash Serafin