Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Responsability - Responsabilidade

I feel giddy about moments that pull, drag, or usher us further toward the experience of our wholeness. One of these awareness crescendos happened for me in the office of a wise therapist (as some of us know, not all of them are helpful, and my persevering in this department has always paid off). I had been sharing a story in which I saw myself “the victim”—my chest was deflated, my breath shallow, and I felt entirely disempowered. My therapist sat for a moment in silence. And looked at me with a look of empathy and a readiness to kindly challenge me (which I truly appreciate).
“What would life look like, Alanis, if you took 100% of responsibility for what was appropriate for you to take responsibility for 100% of the time?”
“Wow,” I said. “It sounds exhausting. It sounds like non-stop bootstraps pulled up. It also sounds very exciting.”
She smiled—and went on to explain. “It is being in the victim mode, the blaming mode, the self-pity mode that goes part and parcel with being disempowered, and being unable to effectuate any change in a positive direction for you.” 
I felt daunted by this charge. I could see that my buckling into victim-consciousness may have had some element of comfort in it, even some dreg of justification if I were to search for it … but it never yielded energy in me, nor did it yield a sense of agency in my life. I knew what she was asking of me was deeply sound.
Upon leaving her office, I experimented with what 100% responsibility-taking might look like. What I noticed was very different from the complete overwhelm certain parts of me had feared. My actual experience was on the other end of the spectrum. I had more energy, not less. I felt strong, clear, and inner-directed far more consistently because I was taking responsibility for what was appropriate for me to claim as my responsibility.
Ultimately, when I take responsibility for something that is not mine to take responsibility for, I can tell by how my body feels. I feel a burning and a tinge of anger—I watch for this somatic indication to signal when I might be inappropriately owning something that is someone else’s to own.
Colin Tipping writes beautifully about responsibility via the feeling of guilt. He teaches that appropriate guilt is feeling earned remorse for not taking responsibility for something I’m directly responsible for, and inappropriate guilt is where something happened where I had no part in the causation—and I’m therefore not entitled to take responsibility. Byron Katie also writes about the difference between when I am in someone else’s or god’s business—and no longer in my own. With my own business being the ONLY area in which I CAN take responsibility.
Knowing what is our responsibility versus what is not ours takes a sense of discernment and an awareness of functional boundaries—a topic I will touch on over the next weeks to come (and one that Pia Mellody nails in her book The Intimacy Factor).
From direct personal experience, I know that taking hyper-responsibility feels incredible. It also feels peaceful. The feedback that I have gotten is that people feel safer around me. I also notice that I won’t act out in blame as much. Yes, I still experience anger when there is a transgression made with my own boundaries (by myself or someone else). But I don’t feel as collapsed and impotent as being irresponsible had me feeling. The way responsibility was sold to us in the past was that somehow we as human beings don’t want to take responsibility. That somehow we aren’t built for it on an instinctual animal level. And of course why would we want to “own our stuff” when it’s thought to be a kind of arduous obligation, defined as a beleaguering ownership of something that may or may not be ours to begin with—often the ownership of which is demanded of us by a punishing and guilt-tripping parent, boss, or partner. It makes sense why so many of us have steered away from immediately saying “my bad”!
My own experience as a boss, as a friend, as a wife, a mom, etc., is that we-in-our-team generally live in a responsibility-taking climate. We are all very quick to say “woops,” or “sorry”(sorry for having created a consequence that was unpleasant, not sorry for LIVING, an important distinction to be made 😉 or “I did that, it wasn’t him.” We know and trust that we will be thanked for our responsibility-taking and that we will all move on very quickly and with good will. As it turns out, taking responsibility is a QUICK ACT. Something happens, I own my part (or they own their part, or both). We thank each other. Clean up whatever mess may need cleaning up. And we move on with a clean slate. Punishment-free. DONE! The other options of defensiveness, blame, attack, excuses, explanations, lying, power struggling, and the like, wreak so much havoc on trust and bonds (and finances when it get litigious!). Owning your part (more easily done when knowing you don’t live or work in a punitive climate) allows things to get cleaned up with great integrity, great love, and at a great speed. Everyone learns something or feels empowered for having set a boundary—and we move on. This all feels so humane to me…
Also, it’s worth noting that a sense of obligation or duty is not the same as responsibility. It might be semantics, because certainly “duty” or “honor” or even “obligation” can align us at times with our integrity. But at that point, isn’t it an empowered choice rather than a dragging-ass “have-to”?
In my quest, I began to—and continue to—take inventory of each of the primary areas of responsibility: financial, emotional, physical, spiritual (which, for me, includes responsibility for the earth), as well as an area that psychologist Margaret Paul brilliantly identified as organizational—taking responsibility for my own time and space management.
I can distill three distinct areas of responsibility that stood out for me throughout inventorying the above five:

    I am responsible for meeting my body’s needs. Caring for my own physical well-being enables me to continue to serve, to give, to love and be loved. I’m responsible for making sure I eat well, sleep enough, exercise, groom, seek help when I need it, go to the doctor, reach out to a therapist, a group, a friend, to decompress, offer TLC to myself, and otherwise ensure that I am available for the whole of life. I am also responsible for setting boundaries with my intellect, my feelings, and for being clear about what feels comfortable and safe physically and sexually. (I am aware of this inalienable right that many of us have on this earth, and yet one that so many are still not offered or granted in other cultures. See responsibility #3 for this…)

    I am responsible for speaking up and communicating respectfully and directly. When it comes to my relationship with my own needs, wants, feelings, or values for example, it’s essential that I know what they are so that I can ask for them to be met when that is appropriate, understanding that no one can read my mind, nor is anyone obligated to meet them—that their listening or meeting any of my needs is a gift to me. And I’m responsible for speaking up when there has been a violation of any of my own boundaries, as well as expressing gratitude and appreciation when there are kindnesses and generosities bestowed on me (aka, good manners and graciousness).  
Across the board—from the personal to the planetary—I am responsible for the messages I’m sending, whether something I articulate in words or an energy I’m transmitting through my thoughts, feelings, or physical gestures and body language. How and what I communicate has an impact on other people and, often, the planet. Being accountable for this impact is integral to my role as a part of our human family. And it is empowering to know and own this.

    I am responsible for that which I have been entrusted to take care of, for that which or whom I have committed myself to—firstly, my husband, my child, and my pets. I also take an active role in the well-being and healing journey of my extended family and friends, and I am responsible for the things and places I call “mine”—all that I am privileged to protect, nurture, and love. In a more macro-vocational way, I am—as part of a big planetary team—partly responsible for considering and caring for the wider world. The children, the animals, and people of the planet who are in need—we all beautifully rely on each other.
Responsibility-taking is SO alluring to me now because of how uplifted I feel while taking it. When it is appropriate, when it is my responsibility to claim and I do so, I feel empowered, grounded, rooted, home, volitional. There is a grace, an ease, a power, and a speed that comes along with it. (When it is not my responsibility, or I have over-extended beyond the part that is healthy and mine to own, I feel depleted and resentful—another reliable gauge for me.)
The victim mindset that can swoop in when I’m afraid to fully show up is greatly calmed by the following:
  1. Quickly investigating and feeling all the feelings that block me from my own responsibility-taking liberation. Often there are many to move through: shame, guilt, fear of being punished, fear of humiliation, fear of “losing,” and mistrust, among others. All valid and understandable feelings, but none of them worthy of holding me back in my life by not feeling them. Feeling them softens their hold on me.  And then…
  1. Venting and processing about that.  And then, inevitably…
  1. A return to empowerment.
The above process is predictable now, I rely on it. One leads to the other … then leads to the other.
Taking responsibility does NOT mean NOT feeling sadness, or disappointment, or GRIEF. Being an empowered human being absolutely leaves plenty of room to grieve the pain of having genuinely been a victim at various moments in my life—for certainly this is often, sadly and accurately, the case. These emotions of grief and sadness, etc. are emotions that come along with being human, living in a world of adorable and harrowing fallibility and vicissitudes. When I talk about responsibility-taking, I am speaking about foregoing the needless and circular SUFFERING that comes from buckling into victim consciousness—this is something beyond feeling these very natural feelings of sadness and loss.
Responsibility-taking at its best allows us to feel all our feelings about something (whether it is from a present circumstance or past ones), while also feeling empowered to move forward, set boundaries, communicate, and CARE our way into the life of deep alignment and greater peace.

Thank you, Alanis...
Love, Dja

Friday, July 17, 2015

Forgiveness - Perdão

Alanis Morissette on Forgiveness

Forgiveness isn't a debt, nor is it a duty. Forgiveness isn't a merit nor is it gratitude.
It isn't a service, nor is it charity. Forgiveness isn't found, nor is it withheld...
-Dja Pierce

O perdão não é uma dívida, nem é um dever. O perdão não é um mérito, também não é gratidão.
Ele não é um serviço e tão pouco uma caridade. O perdão não é encontrado, e nem retido...
-Dja Pierce

Love, Dja

Thursday, July 16, 2015

O Que Você Faria? - What Would You Do?





Meu amor
O que você faria se só te restasse um dia?
Se o mundo fosse acabar
Me diz, o que você faria?

Ia manter sua agenda
De almoço, hora, apatia?
Ou esperar os seus amigos
Na sua sala vazia?

Meu amor
O que você faria se só te restasse esse dia?
Se o mundo fosse acabar
Me diz, o que você faria?

Corria prum shopping center
Ou para uma academia?
Pra se esquecer que não dá tempo
Pro tempo que já se perdia?

Meu amor
O que você faria se só te restasse esse dia?
Se o mundo fosse acabar
Me diz, o que você faria?


Andava pelado na chuva?
Corria no meio da rua?
Entrava de roupa no mar?
Trepava sem camisinha?

Meu amor
O que você faria?
O que você faria?

Abria a porta do hospício?
Trancava a da delegacia?
Dinamitava o meu carro?
Parava o tráfego e ria?

Meu amor
O que você faria se só te restasse esse dia?
Se o mundo fosse acabar
Me diz, o que você faria?
Me diz o que você faria? 


Love, Dja

Friday, May 15, 2015

Ela Desaparece - She Disappears

Tudo Em Mim Desaparece Na Dança...
Com Amor,
Dja Pierce

Descrente E Ainda Assim Feliz - Hopeless And Yet Happy

O Universo Na Cabeça Do Alfinete


Pequeno e ainda assim imenso
Calado e ainda assim intenso
Pesado e ainda assim flutua
Veneno e ainda assim me cura
Quando um sentimento fica assim fora de si
Coração perde a cabeça e o juízo voa
O universo na cabeça do alfinete
Tudo brilha diferente no olho da pessoa
Tudo brilha diferente no olho da pessoa
Parado e ainda assim ligeiro
Inteiro e ainda assim partido
Doído e ainda assim contente
Descrente e ainda assim feliz
Quando um sentimento fica assim fora de si
Coração perde a cabeça e o juízo voa
O universo na cabeça do alfinete
Tudo brilha diferente no olho da pessoa
Tudo brilha diferente no olho da pessoa

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

One Drop - Uma Gota

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Love, Dja

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Stuff - Coisas

Surprising Statistics That Reveal How Much Stuff We Actually Own

Most of us know we own too much stuff. We feel the weight and burden of our clutter. We tire of cleaning and managing and organizing. Our toy rooms are messy, our drawers don’t close, and our closets are filled from top to bottom. The evidence of clutter is all around us.
Today, increasing data is being collected about our homes, our shopping habits, and our spending. The research is confirming our observation: we own too much stuff. And it is robbing us of life.
Here are 21 surprising statistics about our clutter that help us understand how big of a problem our accumulation has actually become.

1. There are 300,000 items in the average American home (LA Times).
2. The average size of the American home has nearly tripled in size over the past 50 years (NPR).
3. And still, 1 out of every 10 Americans rent offsite storage—the fastest growing segment of the commercial real estate industry over the past four decades. (New York Times Magazine).
4. While 25% of people with two-car garages don’t have room to park cars inside them and 32% only have room for one vehicle. (U.S. Department of Energy).
5. The United States has upward of 50,000 storage facilities, more than five times the number of Starbucks. Currently, there is 7.3 square feet of self storage space for every man, woman and child in the nation. Thus, it is physically possible that every American could stand—all at the same time—under the total canopy of self storage roofing (SSA).
6. British research found that the average 10-year-old owns 238 toys but plays with just 12 daily (The Telegraph).
7. 3.1% of the world’s children live in America, but they own 40% of the toys consumed globally (UCLA).
8. The average American woman owns 30 outfits—one for every day of the month. In 1930, that figure was nine (Forbes).
9. The average American family spends $1,700 on clothes annually (Forbes).
10. While the average American throws away 65 pounds of clothing per year (Huffington Post).
11. Nearly half of American households don’t save any money (Business Insider).
12. But our homes have more television sets than people. And those television sets are turned on for more than a third of the day—eight hours, 14 minutes (USA Today).
13. Some reports indicate we consume twice as many material goods today as we did 50 years ago (The Story of Stuff).
14. Currently, the 12 percent of the world’s population that lives in North America and Western Europe account for 60 percent of private consumption spending, while the one-third living in South Asia and sub-Saharan Africa accounts for only 3.2 percent (Worldwatch Institute).
15. Americans donate 1.9% of their income to charitable causes (NCCS/IRS). While 6 billion people worldwide live on less than $13,000/year (National Geographic).
16. Americans spend more on shoes, jewelry, and watches ($100 billion) than on higher education (Psychology Today).
17. Shopping malls outnumber high schools. And 93% of teenage girls rank shopping as their favorite past time (Affluenza).
18. Women will spend more than eight years of their lives shopping (The Daily Mail).
19. Over the course of our lifetime, we will spend a total of 3,680 hours or 153 days searching for misplaced items.The research found we lose up to nine items every day—or 198,743 in a lifetime. Phones, keys, sunglasses, and paperwork top the list (The Daily Mail).
20. Americans spend $1.2 trillion annually on goods and services on nonessential goods—in other words, items they do not need (The Wall Street Journal).
21. The $8 billion home organization industry has more than doubled in size since the early 2000’s—growing at a staggering rate of 10% each year (Uppercase).

The numbers paint a jarring picture of excessive consumption and unnecessary accumulation. Fortunately, the solution is not difficult. The invitation to own less is an invitation to freedom, intentionality, and passion. And it can be discovered at your nearest drop-off center.

 By J

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Solutions - Soluções

The Story of Solutions

 A História Das Soluções


Love, Dja

Flow - Fluir

It keeps moving, it's the flow. It won't wait for my second guesses. It won't stop for a minute to wonder. It is committed to moving, creating...
My comforts have many versions, and the flow will only see one truth.
My auto-pilot is blind, my senses shutdown and communication is only symbolic. The flow is flowing through what I thought I was, my cracks filled with what I can't describe... It gently guides me to embrace my unlabeled self.
No bargains nor infinite debts, no deals of silencing secrets kept prisoners in a present past. The flow won't betray. It is interested in the essence I overlook while I'm distracted trying to follow the processes of how I came to be... 

Why would I continue to foster the pain of not knowing how to stop hurting? Where is the shutoff switch? Out here, it only makes sense once is over. Out here there are provisions and conditions. I too can't forget the rules even when I give my best. Do we not deserve because we owe, or do we owe because we're not deserving? So the gambling goes on... 

The flow answers saying everything is Love or is asking for it. 
Then I'm back where I started; -Untamed, Unrestricted. Loved...

However briefly, Loved...

-Dja Pierce

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Adopting Qualities - Adotando Qualidades

Do not be jealous of others' good qualities, but out of admiration adop them yourself.

 Love, Dja

Photo:Tom Chambers

Friday, April 3, 2015

Na Cruz E Livre - On The Cross And Free


Viemos girando
do Nada, espalhando estrelas como pó.
As estrelas puseram-se em círculo
e nós ao centro dançamos com elas.
Como a pedra do moinho,
em torno de Deus
gira a roda do céu.

Girando e girando
essa roda dissolve todo e qualquer apego.
- Não estivesse apaixonada, ela mesma gritaria - BASTA! até quando há de seguir esse giro
Cada átomo gira desnorteado, mendigos circulam entre as mesas,
cães rondam um pedaço de carne,
o amante gira em torno
de seu próprio coração.

Envergonhada diante de tanta beleza,
giro ao redor de minha vergonha.

Ouve a música do Sama.
Vem unir-te ao som dos tambores!
Aqui celebramos.
Somos todos a verdade!

Em êxtase estamos.
Embriagados, sim, mas de um vinho que não se colhe na videira;
O que quer que pensem de nós em nada parecerá ao que somos.
Giramos e giramos em êxtase.
esta é a noite do Sama
Há luz agora - Luz! Luz!

Eis o Amor verdadeiro
Que diz à mente adeus.
Este é o dia do adeus.
- Adeus! Adeus!

Todo coração que arde
nesta noite
é amigo da música.

Ardendo por teus lábios
meu coração
transborda de minha boca.

És feito de pensamento, afeto e paixão.
O que sobra é nada além de carne e ossos.

Por que nos falam de templos de oração, de atos piedosos
Somos o caçador e a caça,
outono e primavera, noite e dia,
o Visível e o Invisível
Somos o tesouro do espírito.
Somos a alma do mundo,
livres do peso que vergasta o corpo.
Prisioneiros não somos do tempo nem do espaço
nem mesmo da terra que pisamos.
No amor fomos gerados,
No amor nascemos.

-Dja Pierce

Sunday, March 15, 2015

A Boa Nova - The Good News

Não há nada de novo debaixo das estrelas...

A ocasião se repete como acontece por éons. Nenhuma festa será celebrada aqui, e nenhuma taça de vinho será erguida.

Saboreiem a Boa Nova no embalo da canção que vocês quiserem, não estaremos dando boas vindas a nenhum acaso...

Não se avexe e nem chegue tarde.

Enquanto estais a erguer o teu castelo de areia o meu já foi derrubado.

Deste lado, todos sabem do dedo que aponta para quem, na tua consciência, agrediu tuas ilusões. Porém aqui, tuas ilusões são apenas isso, ilusões que apodrecem sem nunca amadurecer.

Que não apodreçam três onde renasceram quatro.

Perdoe o meu Françês, pois estou cançada de pedir que me deixem ir em paz, para que eu não pertube a missão de luz, da tua Pequena Alma tão desesperada em encontrar uma Amiga que a faça horrores que perdoar.

Não, eu ainda não o havia feito, mas isso pode ser providenciado imediatamente...

Posso, em pleno gozo (*de crianças) de minhas faculdades mentais e trinta e seis anos amadurecidas, por escolha, dar-te uma lista que perdoar, se assim tanto o desejas.

Você não faz idéia da mãe que tive, uma das heranças que me é presenteada, quando a aceito, é a capacidade maternal de negar milagres... A mesma que aprendeste e hoje compartilhas em dissonância com a tua encubadora.

E eu ainda não sei o que é melhor, se o meu amor condenado ou a tua obssessão com o "perdão"...

Perdão não é dívida, é dádiva. Quem é que deve perdoar quem?

Sempre fui muito mais livre no papel designado pelas alucinações coletivas, do que quando quis eu, os proteger...

Jamais, o voltarei a fazer... Jamais estarei por entre a ti e a tua conveniente primavera...

Aqui, onde aprendo a ser Americana, a primavera é em Março, e agora podes ver claramente onde começa o recomeço, vês?

Um dia, quem sabe, apresento-me a ti e verás que nunca antes me conhecias...

-Dja Pierce

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Friedrich Nietzsche

At some point in my adolescence, I carefully considered my uneventful options for having a good life. Soon after concluding it couldn't possibly be a good one, I met Friedrich Nietzsche.
-Dja Pierce

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

The Silence After The Tempest - O Silêncio Depois Da Tempestade

So I've missed you, your penetrating truth, your loud silence... I've missed your inconvenient transparency, the smile right before the jump, your invitations to search for my beautiful madness... I've missed your peculiar sadness, underneath your tender loving nature, for it is a reminder that we won't be here forever. I've missed the poetry in your passion for unspoken perspectives, the excluded cultures, the uninvited presence... I've missed your music, the lyrics in the movements of your soul dancing with the words. I've missed your eyes, your unapologetic vision, your gifted sight.
Make yourself at home, here, from where you never really left... Tune into our ancient temple, dwell in my confusion and out of it, for I know you came to stay...

-Dja Pierce

"Aprenda a confiar no que está acontecendo.
Se há silêncio, deixa-o aumentar, algo surgirá.
Se há tempestade, deixa-a rugir, se acalmará."
---- Lao Tsé

Monday, February 23, 2015

All The Little Things - Todas As Pequenas Coisas

"We're expected to put up with many things as if our lives experiences are a sort of game or competition, where the person who has it the worst wins the right to complain and everybody else has to just put up or shut up"
Love, Dja

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Sêmen Caim - Cain's Semen

Como é que você se diverte com as psicoses dos mamulengos?
Eu ainda sinto o cheiro do seu calção mijado e o teu hálito de biscoito me implorando prazeres...
Agressão não tem cheiro de chocolate, nem cerimônia de iniciação.
Agressão é o que fez de todos nós tão desesperados por amor. Um desespero tamanho que matamos a última inocência que restava de uma infância já tão corrompida de dor.
A propósito, não fui eu quem te pariu...
Mas serei eu que carregará a tua cruz, e quando eu estiver pregada nela e fora deste mundo, levarei todos os teus delírios comigo para que enfim, estejas em paz...
Taca fogo nela!! É ela, foi ela quem agrediu e violou o teu abandono.
Manga dela, humilha a nojenta com o nojo que a gerou e pariu... Afinal, ninguém a queria aqui e foi ela quem decidiu vir...
Cacete nela! “ Ela é feita pra apanhar, Ela é boa de cuspir, maldita Geni!”
Todos sabem o quanto sacana, tão leviana e pervertida é essa menina.
Uma imunda criatura, tecida do sêmen Caim, pois foi ela quem matou o próprio irmão...
Estão salvos os que não nasceram do mesmo sêmen porém, amaldiçoados no mesmo ventre?

- Dja Pierce

Thursday, February 12, 2015

The Outsiders And The Insiders - Os The Fora e Os De Dentro

Truly thanking your tribe for the gift of your shared soul, art, work, your humanity and your poetry.
Without it, guidance out of despair would be so lonely... You kept alive so much of the best in me,  pointing in the direction of my heart so I wouldn't forget it. Again, thank you... Thank you for the Songs Of Innocence you shared, so they wouldn't be lost. If no where else, the Innocence you seek to preserve 'out here' is never ending 'right there' for you helped 'me' see it...
Thank You...
Love, Dja

Monday, February 9, 2015

Acorda Pra Vida - Wake Up To Life

Nazirê - Acorda Pra Vida


Love, Dja

Sabemos De Nada - We Know Nothing

Ninguém sabe de nada, mas todos são fieis a sua ignorância, donos da "verdade" que vive nela. E o quanto abençoada é a ignorância -porque nos envergonhamos tanto dela? Sem ela não aprenderíamos que não sabemos de nada. Sem ela, não haveria nada que aprender... Poderiamos então celebrar a oportunidade de aprender, assim como, a oportunidade em ensinar? Imagina-te que quando zombas de quem "não sabe", logo te colocas na posição de saber, como se nunca tivesse tido que aprender. Além de que, tripudias de quem/do que um dia te ensinou. Poderias tu então, saborear o aprendizado de ensinar sem julgar?


Sunday, January 25, 2015

Desmerecedor - Undeserving


Tu Mestre, guiaste meu entendimento ao encontro da verdade crua;
Que nada fosse escondido e que nada fosse temido no ventre do meu ser... 
Enquanto durmo em delírios e devaneios e acordo entre o morrer e o nascer do sol, suplico por aceitar a tua benção. Porque daqui de onde não posso ver, estou à mercê de não merecer amor...
Do mais profundo em mim, do mais primitivo e inexplicável, - ensina-me a merecer...
Nessa loucura solitária, eu não sei o que é justiça, não sei o que é consolo, não sei o que é resgate nem o que é reconciliação...
Desfazendo as memórias mais doídas, na raiz prostituida da fábrica dessa ilusão.

Mestre, pediste-me para não ter medo, me sorriste que ignorasse a todos os julgamentos, me falaste de canções de amor... Porém hoje, peço-te que perdoe minha humanidade, pois aqui estou a chorar... Choro a minha ilusão de que nada mereço pois nada trago de valor. Sonhando o sonho de um tempo que não lembro, de vindas e visitas à contradições do mundo que habito, enquanto caminho em direção de mim mesma.
Mostra-me lá, onde penso que não mereço te encontrar, o amor que é a minha única vontade...

-Dja Pierce

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Differently - Diferentemente

As I continue to observe patterns of behaviors all around me, including my own, I often retreat from my observations with a profound sense of respect for differences. 
Love, Dja