Most lives are spent waiting. Waiting for dreams to manifest, for trouble to end, and for life to be happy. Golden Zen reflects on the brillance of the NOW and the winks we receive from our Source to remind us we possess it all. Golden Zen is practical and mystical, instructive and reflective. You are my invited guest.

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Friday Fiascos: Sad Sob Stories Get Attention

I love Fridays. 

Since most people embrace Friday’s as the let your hair down, wear jeans, don’t brush your teeth day, I have decided that until I think differently, Friday should be a playful day at Goldenzen.

Thus the new series: Friday Fiascos.  I plan to spoof a few of you, so be prepared!

Now to today’s theme:

Yesterday I visited the DEEP FRIAR for some tips on how to increase my traffic with great posts that are sure to please a crowd.  When I saw the subject line, I knew that post was perfect for me!
After all, who doesn’t want to have crowds of people all jumping over one another, just to be where you are.  So – I dived in.  ( Silly me.  What am I thinking: the Friar is known for always getting people in trouble!)

He gave a few examples of things.  Kinda boring goodie too-shoe things like:

1. Thank people for linking their love to you.  Okay, next…
2. Thank people who linked their love to someone who loved you when you were not yet in love.  WHAT?

3. So far…well, Whatever!
4. Ah, then came #4- “Write an open letter to a loved one, and watch the Kleenex fly.”
So I thought to give that one a whirl:
A letter to a loved one:
Dear John,
I have posted your blogging just about long enough and you and I don’t twitter anymore. I used to Digg you and find you but now, I think you need to get Linkedin to someone else’s blog and ask them to get implanted stats.
Yours truly,

Kleenex anyone?????

Come on it’s Friday, show us what you got!  Write a letter to a love one in the comments below.  It has been a tumultuous week in the “real world.”  We need to create some fiascos of our own.

 I will have Kleenex ready for handouts.

In the Joy of the Moment

PS. THANK YOU to Deep Friar who so warmly welcomed my irreverant rant and tolerated my perhaps twisted version of his most thoughtful post.


When The Student Is Ready The Teacher Appears

How do we get ready for the solutions we need in our lives?  
 When you find yourself needing a breakthrough of some kind ~ in your love life, finances, state of mind, career or sport, how have you found the lesson or teacher you needed?

www.discoveryeducation.comI have tried several strategies:

1.  My default method is to PLOW ON despite the odds (who needs a teacher anyway?). I think of myself as a survivor, so I will buck up, work hard and try to make someone proud of me. Of course, that rarely produces anything but more stress and suffering.  And in the end, I am not even proud of me.

2. I have taken scores of courses.  I love to learn, and I was quite convinced if I could learn more, I could be the teacher. 

Then I met George. I was 31 and he was 78. I was teaching a course on Leadership.  (God help us all!)

At the break, I went to George and introduced myself.  I wanted to meet this elderly gentleman who appeared so interested in what I had to say.  After some trivial chatter, I broached the subject.  “George, I am curious.  Why in the world would someone like you be in a class on leadership taught by someone less than half your age and basically as green as tree moss about how to lead in tough times?”

He didn’t hesitate.  He took my arm and looked into my baby blues with deep sincerity.  “My dear, when you get to be my age you learn just how much you don’t know.”

I have never forgotten his words.  The teacher was there alright, and just in time.

3. Then I have my practice (Golden Zen).  I expect that if I sense I need something, the teacher is already present.  Usually, I don’t recognize him/her or it right off the bat.  You see, I prefer a sophisticated, rather classy and impressive type instructor, and rarely see that appear in my life.  My teachers are late-night empty gas tanks, windshield wipers that don’t work in pouring rain, incessant loud noises from neighboring condos, cheques lost in the mail, bill collectors, 10 pounds that LOVE my derriere, and men who forget to be affectionate and affirming.  Did I mention my relatives?

My lessons are always present, my teachers are in attendance, if my heart is willing to open enough to see them.

I invite your stories.  Perhaps even now, if you pause, there is a teacher in your life and lessons you’ve learned that would benefit someone else. 

Your students are ready.

In the Grace of the Moment,



Much to my surprise, I found an eBook that took the practice of ZEN and combined it with the basics of blogging.  Being new to the scene of blogging, and committed to a practice of Golden Zen, it seemed to me to be the perfect find.

“When the student is ready, the teacher will come”. (Who said that first anyway?)

It’s cheeky, imaginative, and informative; a quick read. You can download it at (
Hunter Nuttall’s blog is worth watching.  He is relatively new to the scene also, and offers some good conversation and thought stimulation.

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