All posts by Lily Daub

Your Sacred Space Is Where You Can Find Yourself Again and Again – Joseph Campbell

In this overexposed society, it is essential to keep some of ourselves sacred. We are so quick to invite the world into our space, into our mind, into our heart. Often times casting the net to see whom we may catch that align with our invitation. Sometimes, however, we unintentionally appeal undesirable opinions and are left to the mercy of our grounded spirit to take these opinions in with empathy and breathe it back out with love. Our space, our mind, and our heart hold both, our spirit and ego. Ego is the surface shell we constantly need to ensure is worthy, is good, is valid, while spirit holds our sacred existence with grounded conviction. Ego is the one reaching out and inviting the world in, while spirit is the one BEING. While Ego reaches out and invites the world in, the sacred space to BE becomes small and corners spirit tightly into a corner, sometimes suffocating the life right out of it. In this overexposed society, reserve the sacred space for spirit. Ego will survive if its invitation does not go out today. It will survive if spirit decides to sit with trees instead of with a television set. It will survive if spirit decides to look up at stars instead of scrolling through social media feeds. It will survive if spirit decides to enjoy the silence instead of the loud chatter of the world. It will survive and it may even realize that it needs to allow for spirit its sacred space in order to invite the world in that it intends to. This post first appeared on The Seeds 4 Life written by Lily Daub

Let Yourself Be Gutted. Let It Open You. Start Here – Cheryl Strayed

Surface speaks on surface level. Like a beautiful house, its surface is appealing. Paint is fresh, yard is clean, windows are inviting. Open the door and the walls may speak of a different story. The walls will have pictures of memories hanging from them and cracks from the settlement of the foundation; evidence of the weight the house has put on the sturdy groundwork. It may show marks from the moving in and moving out and a water spot suggesting a leak behind the layer of sheetrock. We may open it further to investigate this possible leak and we may find a pipe has burst. The pressure became too much and exploded, creating a spot to show the bruising and clear signs of deterioration. But the outside can only hold out the secrets behind the walls to those passing by. This home knows, there are walls that tell stories and many of those stories are beginning to make their way to the surface. The deterioration is beginning to poison the air with mold spores, traveling to other rooms in this house and attaching themselves to those walls as well. This contaminated environment is asking to be attended to, to be repaired, to be saved-And the only way to repair and save it, is to gut it, to air it out, to heal it, to rebuild again. Once rebuilt, these walls will continue to tell stories, but not to cover up what is underneath, but to expose the necessity of opening the door, revealing its bones, standing wide open, and creating itself again. This time, surface speaks on surface level, but the inside is where all the magic happens. This post first appeared on The Seeds 4 Life written by Lily Daub

You Cannot Breathe the Air of Anxiety and Expect to Live in an Atmosphere of Peace – Steven Furtick

This morning, some of us are rebuilding. Some of us are sitting with uncertainty. Some of us are saddened by the loss of a love gone too soon. Some of us are sitting in rubble. Some of us are holding on to the only thing we have left, faith. Faith is strong; it’ll hold the door closed so hopelessness does not barge in. It reminds us to stand tall and to face the sun so our shadow falls behind us, but with the current atmosphere of constant change, many of which are out of our control, faith is tested. Our mind wanders to the places where the air is thick with anxiety and our tight grip on faith is slowly lost by our desperation to try to catch a breath of fresh air. We gasp and take in more anxiety, as if the oxygen level on the planet has diminished and all we are able to focus on is that breath we need in order to find some faith again. Until we realize our breathing is shallow and we have forgotten the exercise of the deep breath. The breath where we inhale peace, where our chest rises and our rib cage expands as wide as it can, and where we exhale all that is holding our focus hostage – The worry, the hopelessness, the frustration, the fear. Breathe. Breathe deeply. Expand the rib cage so the heart may have more room to beat for a few seconds. Close your eyes and breathe in deep. This breath is a gift. This life is temporary. The rebuilding will soon be the prelude to a home again. The uncertainty will soon bring answers. The sadness will soon become acceptance. The rubble will soon give way to a new foundation. Faith is always present and will accompany us for as long as we hold its hand. Take a deep breath and reach out your hand. This post first appeared on The Seeds 4 Life written by Lily Daub

You Cannot Breathe the Air of Anxiety and Expect to Live in an Atmosphere of Peace – Steven Furtick

This morning, some of us are rebuilding. Some of us are sitting with uncertainty. Some of us are saddened by the loss of a love gone too soon. Some of us are sitting in rubble. Some of us are holding on to the only thing we have left, faith. Faith is strong; it’ll hold the door closed so hopelessness does not barge in. It reminds us to stand tall and to face the sun so our shadow falls behind us, but with the current atmosphere of constant change, many of which are out of our control, faith is tested. Our mind wanders to the places where the air is thick with anxiety and our tight grip on faith is slowly lost by our desperation to try to catch a breath of fresh air. We gasp and take in more anxiety, as if the oxygen level on the planet has diminished and all we are able to focus on is that breath we need in order to find some faith again. Until we realize our breathing is shallow and we have forgotten the exercise of the deep breath. The breath where we inhale peace, where our chest rises and our rib cage expands as wide as it can, and where we exhale all that is holding our focus hostage – The worry, the hopelessness, the frustration, the fear. Breathe. Breathe deeply. Expand the rib cage so the heart may have more room to beat for a few seconds. Close your eyes and breathe in deep. This breath is a gift. This life is temporary. The rebuilding will soon be the prelude to a home again. The uncertainty will soon bring answers. The sadness will soon become acceptance. The rubble will soon give way to a new foundation. Faith is always present and will accompany us for as long as we hold its hand. Take a deep breath and reach out your hand. This post first appeared on The Seeds 4 Life written by Lily Daub

Validation Is For Parking – Austin Kleon

“Tell me who I am. Tell me what I’m worth.” If WE ARE not the ones asking this to ourselves, then we are asking the wrong person. What others know about us is what we choose to share…filtered through their own perception of life. Frankly, the validity others provide for us has nothing to do with us. It has all to do with how THEY see themselves and their world. Why be so consumed with seeking others to validate our existence? If we pinch ourselves, we feel it. If we look into a mirror, we see a reflection. If we drink a hot cup of coffee, we taste the warmth and flavor of a beverage. We exist. We are real. There are many things outside of another person’s validation that reminds us we are here. A “like,” a retweet, a “heart,” a “share,” or a comment, are contributions that serve as reminders to each other that what we share on these platforms, resonates with another’s thinking and perspective. It is a bias opinion and bias opinions are all there is. Validation is for parking. That is where we should seek it. In other aspects of our lives, we need to learn how to embrace ourselves, learn how to live our lives without asking for another’s permission or acceptance. It is our life. Our journey. WE tell others who we are. WE show others what our worth is. And if we are confident enough in who we are and our worth, then telling others won’t be necessary. This post first appeared on The Seeds 4 Life written by Lily Daub

Validation Is For Parking – Austin Kleon

“Tell me who I am. Tell me what I’m worth.” If WE ARE not the ones asking this to ourselves, then we are asking the wrong person. What others know about us is what we choose to share…filtered through their own perception of life. Frankly, the validity others provide for us has nothing to do with us. It has all to do with how THEY see themselves and their world. Why be so consumed with seeking others to validate our existence? If we pinch ourselves, we feel it. If we look into a mirror, we see a reflection. If we drink a hot cup of coffee, we taste the warmth and flavor of a beverage. We exist. We are real. There are many things outside of another person’s validation that reminds us we are here. A “like,” a retweet, a “heart,” a “share,” or a comment, are contributions that serve as reminders to each other that what we share on these platforms, resonates with another’s thinking and perspective. It is a bias opinion and bias opinions are all there is. Validation is for parking. That is where we should seek it. In other aspects of our lives, we need to learn how to embrace ourselves, learn how to live our lives without asking for another’s permission or acceptance. It is our life. Our journey. WE tell others who we are. WE show others what our worth is. And if we are confident enough in who we are and our worth, then telling others won’t be necessary. This post first appeared on The Seeds 4 Life written by Lily Daub

Words of the Hero: “I Am My Fate” – Marty Rubin

Circumstances may arise that will shake our world. These circumstances will be the earthquakes of our lives. They will come without warning and will wobble our world off of its axis. Some quakes, will shatter our lives so badly, we will have to rebuild. Some quakes, will shake us into realizations we may need in order to continue on living the life we intend to. We will be unprepared. We will be surprised.

In the unpreparedness, we may allow defeat to make a home inside of us. The reality of rebuilding after a crushing circumstance can seem impossible. It may send us into the abyss of seeing only the problem, completely blind to any solution and we will forget how to find our way out of this abyss.

In the surprise, we may allow fear to drive our ambition. The shock to our system of unforeseen circumstances may cause some anxiety in taking progressive steps toward our desired destination. We may rather be comfortable with fear paralyzing our efforts and standing still than risk taking steps forward.

However, circumstances are not presented to impede our stride towards the goal. They are presented to remind us of our capabilities, to pull us out of the comfort zone of the ordinary. To whisper to us to call upon the hero that is braver than any unexpected or overpowering circumstance, ourselves. We are the hammer in the rebuilding and the driver towards our destination.  We are the heroes of our stories. We are the solution. We are the outcome. It is up to us. We can lay down in defeat, or get back up.

This post first appeared on The Seeds 4 Life written by Lily Daub

I Have Learned Not to Trust My Eyes, for They Only Show Me What I Can See – J. Iron Word

The eye is an organ that detects light. It gives us the ability to see light perception, differentiation of colors, and allows for us to perceive depth.  Our perception is ignited by the connection of the eyes to the brain by the optic nerve. Anatomically speaking, it is a matter of fact and biology.

We see, a connection is made, we perceive. We judge. We judge based on how our eyes and brain connected what we saw. It is an interdependent relationship we do not notice as much as we should. It is a relationship, which has created our reality. What we see is what is real. What is real is how our brain has welcomed the signal sent through the optic nerve from our eyes.

But what if we challenge the connection? What if we understood what our eyes see is only a part of the equation, and that although 4+5=9, so does 6+3.

What if, instead of seeing a red rose and understanding it as such, we see life?

What if, instead of seeing our neighbor as a stranger, we see a version of ourselves we have the opportunity to acknowledge?

What if, instead of seeing a child, we see an explorer setting off to discover the world?

What if, instead of seeing a picture of planet Earth, we see our home?

What if, instead of seeing our flaws, we see everything that is perfect?

What if, instead of problems, we see opportunities to improve?

What if, instead of hate, we see where love is needed most?

These, “what ifs,” are all part of the reality our eyes see. It is the journey from our seeing to our mind where our opportunity lies to create another reality for ourselves.

This post first appeared on The Seeds 4 Life written by Lily Daub

You Are Not Required to Set Yourself on Fire to Keep Other People Warm – Unknown

I have noticed you have lent your ear to many. You have shared your time without regret. You have allowed for many to lean on your shoulder while they have cried. You have given everything and continue to; without being asked, without expecting anything in return. But you are exhausted. Your cup is slowly becoming empty, but you do not allow anyone to take a peek to see.

I have noticed they come to you for help and you never turn them away. You are present, with the face of a hero. In a cold world, you have set yourself on fire to keep other people warm. And they continue to come to be warmed by you, while ashes begin to appear at your feet.

Your kindness and compassion is admired. It is appreciated. It is so very needed in this world. Thank you for sharing this part of yourself with the rest of us. My hope is kindness and compassion are reciprocated to you when you need it as well, because kindness is most valuable when it is paid forward and finds its way back to us. So I will ask you to extinguish the fire that is reducing yourself to ash. Allow your kindness and compassion to be paid forward and to find its way back to you.

This post first appeared on The Seeds 4 Life written by Lily Daub