We all know that old adage:
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.
We all have a general understanding of what that means, right? Ok.
I LOVE Ted Talks. I love Ted Talks by Sir Ken Robinson. Now I love books by Sir Ken Robinson. His talks, books, and ideas help me understand the world a little better. They help me understand myself a little better. A lot of what he talks about has, at its core, mindfulness. In one talk, and subsequently in his book, he refers to this poem by W B Yates:
The Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heaven’s embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light;
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
W. B. Yeats.
What he discusses afterward is essentially a call to mindfulness and how we tread on the dreams of those around us.
What is a dream?
What dreams have been shared with you?
Did you know they were dreams?
What dreams have you shared with others?
The junk in this photo looks like a pile of coins and discarded rocks and debris near a rusty bit of metal. These are actually prized mementos left at the Semper Fidelis Memorial Park in remembrance of the Marine Corps Firefighters who fell on 9/11 next to one of the last remaining pieces of the World Trade Towers. Not trash. Treasure. Dreams beneath your feet.
Today, I suggest we do just that.
How you tread on the dreams spread before you?
How do your own dreams?
How can you tread more softly?
What does treading softly look like to you?
How have you been impacted by those treading (softly or not) on your dreams?
What does a world look like where you tread softly, mindfully?
Let us know.