Posts Tagged ‘kids’

Six Life Lessons (for High School Graduates)

(This is the transcript of a commencement speech I gave to a Marin County high school a few years ago.)

Mahatma Gandhi was approached one day by a woman and her young son. She asked, “Mahatma, can you please tell my son to stop eating sugar. It’s not good for him, and he won’t listen to me. He respects you, and I know he will listen to you.”

The Mahatma said, “Fine. Come back in a week.”

A week later, the woman and her son came back. The Mahatma said, “I’m not quite ready. Please come back in another week.”

Another week went by, and the woman came back with her son. The Mahatma was ready, and he said, “Son, you should stop eating sugar. It is not good for you.”

The woman was pleased, but also a bit confused. She said, “Why did it take you so long to say such a simple thing.”

The Mahatma replied, “When you first came to me, I had not stopped eating sugar myself.”

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The moral of the story is clear: Don’t tell people to do things you haven’t done yourself. So, I don’t want to speak about things I haven’t tried and tested myself, and I don’t want to tell you a bunch of nonsense I don’t believe in. I don’t want to tell you all kinds of fancy stuff about the future and your place in it, because I’m not psychic.

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My Message to Fifth Graders

I was asked to offer some “words of wisdom” to a group of fifth graders at a Los Angeles-area elementary school, which I was delighted to do. Here is what I offered them, saying that these seven ideas are what I would share with my own kids, if I had any. 

1. Live your own life. Be authentic. Trust yourself and your creative desires and pursuits. It would be a shame to get to the end of your life only to discover in the last moment that you did not live your life, but the life that someone else wanted you to live. It takes a lot of strength and courage to live your own life, because so many people want you to live their idea of what your life should be. But they are not you, and their values and goals and dreams are theirs, not yours. Only you are you, so find out who you are and how you want to live and what you want to do. Take as much time as you need to do this. Don’t be afraid of changing your mind or of making mistakes, because these are part of the journey of living your own life. Explore different paths, keep learning and growing, and don’t be afraid of wandering off into the unknown, because that wilderness is where great people are born. (more…)

123 Wildflowers from Heaven

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“To see the world in a grain of sand, And heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour.”

~ William Blake

For 200 years, these words have ignited the spiritual imagination of people the world over. Like a philosopher’s stone that transmutes base metal into gold, Blake’s words have the power to transform and uplift human life, to unfetter and set free the soaring spirit of the higher mind—without leaving anything out or behind, staying fully present in the body with feet on the ground.

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A few years ago, I met 123 Blakes, kids from two to 12 years of age. I interviewed them for a book I co-authored, The Spiritual Wisdom of Kids. Each and every one of them confirmed the majestic beauty of Blake’s famous lines. Also, these kids (they preferred “kids” to “children”) I spoke with had Blake’s power, too, for they pulled their wisdom from the same well as Blake pulled his. In the same way we learn from Blake, we can learn from these kids. They are wild flowers from heaven. (more…)

Pro Athletes are Role Models

I might be 20 years late, but after reading about Baltimore Raven’s running back Ray Rice’s two game suspension for punching out his wife, I wanted to comment on former NBA basketball star Charles Barkley’s 1993 Nike Air commercial, seen on YouTube by almost half a million people. (more…)

A Zen Kid

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Leah & Robert

Some years ago, I was babysitting Leah, the five-year-old daughter of a friend. Leah and I were good pals. She was a little edgy that afternoon, and at one point started to cry, wanting to know when her mom would be back.

Trying to console her, I stroked her hair and whispered as reassuringly as I could, “Leah, your mom will be home in exactly one hour.”

Leah straightened up, stopped crying, looked me dead in the eyes, and asked, “When is an hour? Is that now?”