There are those that love Shakespeare, and then those that love the feeling of understanding something no one else can. Another example of a life full of empty pleasures.
This rings particularly true today where we see a shared obsession for “re-ing.”
Reinvent, renaissance, revolution, renovate, rethink, revisit, reply. If we could redo gender, we would – wait, we already have (though trans-ing is still not nearly as Miami as “re-ing”).
And so the rallying cry for thought leadership, for “re-ing”, fully reduced, is a narrative of ideas.
Where then does heart or spiritual leadership fit in? Perhaps it doesn’t…it’s hard to redo perfection. The narrative is done.
We dub sin as modernity and godliness as old-fashioned. The former is seen as rapidly progressive, the latter stale and static.
And they are right.
One is a car quickly racing over the edge of a precipitous cliff, the other safely parked in a heated garage. It is not surprising then that suicide, spiritual or otherwise, seems to be in vogue these days.
Reflection 1-5
There are those that love Shakespeare, and then those that love the feeling of understanding something no one else can. Another example of a life full of empty pleasures.
Reflection 1-4
There is an Arabic aphorism that states:
This rings particularly true today where we see a shared obsession for “re-ing.”
Reinvent, renaissance, revolution, renovate, rethink, revisit, reply. If we could redo gender, we would – wait, we already have (though trans-ing is still not nearly as Miami as “re-ing”).
And so the rallying cry for thought leadership, for “re-ing”, fully reduced, is a narrative of ideas.
Where then does heart or spiritual leadership fit in? Perhaps it doesn’t…it’s hard to redo perfection. The narrative is done.
Reflection 1-3
We agree that transparency is important in relationships.
That is not to say that everything need be said, but rather that one lives such that they leave nothing to say.
Reflection 1-2
Some judge piety by the length of their beards, the width of their khimar, or the height of their knowledge.
The pious reserve measure for their deficiencies.
It is a western malady.
We dub sin as modernity and godliness as old-fashioned. The former is seen as rapidly progressive, the latter stale and static.
And they are right.
One is a car quickly racing over the edge of a precipitous cliff, the other safely parked in a heated garage. It is not surprising then that suicide, spiritual or otherwise, seems to be in vogue these days.