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Showing posts with label Michael Cunningham; Flame; Fire; Partners; Burning; Connect; Spiral; Dance;. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 16, 2025

Differences


"We become the stories we tell ourselves."
Michael Cunningham

Females have had to push through layers of oppression, suffocation, and male dominance in order to experience growth. Males have had to find ways to openly experience emotion and release the need to be dominant. Both genders continue to learn new patterns that may cause alarm or duress to others.

There are courageous women who by telling their stories, advanced others. Women were encouraged to step out of rigid family patterns, restricted occupations, and create personal independence. Men discovered the benefits of opening doors, shifting positions, and discovering who they truly were inside.

With false egos set aside and flexibility of definitions, women and men have formed healthy alliances for the betterment of communities, individual states, and our country. Growth is established when it is not about winning or being over others. It is about sharing dreams, blending intelligence, and respecting diversity.






 

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

The Pace of the Flame



"A stray fact:  insects are not drawn to candle flames,
they are drawn to the light on the far side of the flame,
they go into the flame and sizzle to nothingness because
they are so eager to get to the light on the other side."
Michael Cunningham



 As I stepped onto the burning coals, placing one foot in front of the other, I marveled at the coolness brushing across my face.  I could feel the bed of  heat beneath my feet, and yet, feel my spirit rise above me.  It was as though I was the wick in the midst of the flame.

The one side of the flame drew my attention, and the other created an open space.  Fire, like passion can burn too quickly, leaving nothing but cold ash.  So  I yearned to learn the balance sustaining the pace of the flame.

The secret is to let go and allow Spirit to create a spark.  In time, a twin flame appears like a fallen star from the sky, fueling the fire at day break and raking the coals at night. The unfolding warmth shimmers and shines, as each side now becomes one with the flame.