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Brian Patrick Cork is living the Authentic Life

pissing the planet Off

May18

Mysterious death of 500 fish in German lake blamed on urinating swimmers.

that’s a world-wide headline that resulted from urinating swimmers blamed for the death of 500 Carp (fish) in Northern Germany’s Eichbaum lake.

the cause of death was apparently (I refuse to use the word, evidently) increased phosphate and algae production that dropped oxygen-levels in the sizable lake. so, ironically, the fish died of asphyxiation. this essentially means water-breathing creatures drowned due to a lack of oxygen while submerged.

…that’s how my mind works. and, yes, I do, and often, feel quite lonely over here. rather along the lines of relative thinking, which follows the view of the Heterodox and the Authentic Life.

so…

…talk about “global warming”.

this might really piss people off. but, the fish were only carp. so, there were a lot of dead carp floating around – which is better than a bunch other stuff floating around with the same letters, and numbers of letters, but in a different order.

all that said, I’ll circle-back to global warming. if one hundred swimmers in a lake can create that much phosphate, create algae, and upend an entire lakes ecosystem, what is happening around the rest of the planet?

and, this is why I prefer surfing in the ocean than boating on a lake.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

trees and other enduring Examples

April27

I don’t necessarily want to be a tree.

but, were I a tree. I’d want it to be a really cool tree. Possibly a useful example of the species. perhaps a Spanish olive tree overlooking a great, and old city.

…I genuinely love old cities. …and, colorful window shutters. …blue window shutters.

meanwhile, I rap about “finishing well” and living an “authentic life” a great deal on this blog. I can prove it by you simply exploring prior posts, if you dare. and, I also share similar thoughts through public speaking, my business coaching practice, and daily rants at Starbucks.

earlier this week I received an email from a Mom of of one of my Lacrosse players. her identity is more important to her awesome and noble husband, and their Lacrosse-stick-wielding progeny, and less so you. however, her words echo sentiments I capture from time-to-time, and fuel my august desire to make a difference in lives around my own.

she said (this is actually an excerpt):

I admire you so. Where do you get your heart and drive? We are so blessed!! Thank you for all you do on behalf of all of us!! Thank you!!!

while I’m not chest-thumping, here – I certainly do enough of that elsewhere, I find myself with a few extra moments this morning reminding myself for posterity, and I’ll take you with me, hoping that the final moments of my life find me satisfied. better yet, I have the words, “well done” reverberating in my ear, even as I fade to black. or, possibly coming into the light.

I don’t expect a large group to amass for my funeral. I’m not even certain such a glum event is appropriate for someone like myself. just plant me under a tree. hey… that just gave me an idea for yet another post.

perhaps good men that knew me well will tell my daughters stories about their Dad – and, how much I loved them (and, those men and other people in my life). and, talked about them, and their Mother, every chance I had. hopefully a few lads will tell their own charges that, “Coach Brian said hitting is the third thing you do in Lacrosse”, and my fearsome Shockers alumni will tell their own daughters that their “off-boot-toe dictates the direction of a well-kicked ball”, and, there really is a difference between being pleased and being satisfied”.

I have been surrounded by so many examples of why my life is rich. I can only prey, and I do, that I can offer in return my best self as an example in return.

In the years to come, feel free to kick any tree, and say hello.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

i can't pretend to fear what might be uncertain

December14

I don’t know, yet (anyway), if my recent post: prayer and change (everyone is talking about. I’m flattered, just skeptical unsure as to why) upset or inspired Butch (“RW”) Nicholson. But, it certainly initiated, or possibly provoked the following point and question:

“Many people pretend to be Christains? Really? People believe what they believe, including you. I am interested in what you have to say. I am not interested in what you think others pretend to be. I would submit we all pretend most of the time. What do you pretend?”

I’m now pondering precisely why, but the question made me recall another of my posts: drink heartily from the cornucopia of fear.

This is an exercise in assigning words that might read pretty to a feeling that is ugly. To recognize what we don’t like, so that it can be replaced with what we want or dare hope for.

And, also, the widely read and certainly debated: Christian Ambiguity.

There is nothing worse than a Christian on the defensive. They become less tolerant and more judgmental when they get insecure.

And, somehow, from the dark reaches of my own mind, there emerged a response to Butch’s query:

“well… there is always the implied contention that the demonstrable inadequacy of any argument from analogy for the existence of other minds is sufficient to reject introspection as a method of determining one’s own mental state(s). there is always the position in the repudiation of an argument from analogy, but disagrees with knowledge of one’s own mental state(s) does not require introspection

so… relative to my blog post, I simply don’t pretend to have an answer like – for example – people with fish (symbols) on their cars. I only believe (in the context of this rapartee)  that prayer can help anyone answer most questions as it aligns mind, body and spirit with most circumstances.”

I strive, and daily, to live the authentic life. I may fear hypocrisy, but I pretend little (other than, perhaps the pretense of no fear, itself).

This is a line-of-thinking that may have no end. But, you can’t lose for the attempt and effort – although there may well be no clear win. That is, until you fade to black, or see the light, in a manner of speaking.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

happiness Audit

December10

Do a happiness audit.  Do it!

Write down a list of all the things that you do during the course of a week and put them in categories according to the level of Joy they cause in your life.

That, I suspect (well, actually know), will make you part of the solution.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

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