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Josh Allan Dykstra

Josh Allan Dykstra is a futurist, keynote speaker, thought leader, serial entrepreneur, and recovering tech founder whose driving mission is to create a future that doesn't suck. As a systems thinker and Human Energy™ expert, he helps change-makers challenge the status quo and create regenerative organizational structures at work and in society.

386 articles published

All God Needs Is Gravity To Hold Me Down

Why does travel sound so good? Behold Alison Krauss & Union Station, in "Gravity":
And the people who love me still ask me When are you coming back to town And I answer quite frankly When they stop building roads And all God needs is gravity to hold me down
Ahh, that sounds pretty nice... It's quite nearly time for me to visit some other lands, see some new things. Here's hoping I'm able to do it soon. //

Don’t Forget Your Green Apron

Every once in a great while I have these random moments of clarity; like suddenly everything makes sense and I have this peaceful, beautiful perspective of all that's in existence. They're always brief -- like a flash of lightening that burns a shadow on my mind's retina, leaving an imprint, a sense, much more lingering than the moment itself. They come and then they go, usually at strange times, and I'm left trying to stay in that moment -- or, rather, go back to it, because it was over almost before I realized it was happening. All I know is that somewhere inside that Presence is the way I want to live. Well, maybe you know what I'm talking about and maybe you don't, but I had one of those moments today when I was taking out the trash at Starbucks -- a fairly hideous job (particularly on a wet, snowy, cold day like today), just below cleaning the bathrooms and just above cleaning the floor drains -- and as I was was dragging the heavy cart with two huge garbage cans filled to the brim with empty cups, leftover coffee, used napkins, and assorted pastry shards a strange thought entered my ever-brooding head: "Don't forget." "Don't forget," it said again. And I said, "Huh?" And then it made sense. "When you move on to a new job where you don't have to get dirty or serve coffee to bratty customers or drag two hundred pounds of waste a hundred yards to a stinky dumpster, don't forget what it was like when you did." "Don't forget that there are people that still do this. And when you someday stand in line as a customer at the Green Empire with no employee discount, don't forget that some of the people behind the counter have Master's degrees. That some of them have kids and families. And that for one reason or another, they are all here because they need to be." "So be kind to them. Appreciate them when they do a good job. When they give you coffee and make you smile, love them back because they are going out of their way to make your day a bit more special, in spite of the fact that nobody is paying them much of anything to do it." I won't forget. //

The Lovely Bones

I wrote this on December 10th, 2005, at 3:33pm in Vail, Colorado, right after finishing a book by Alice Sebold called "The Lovely Bones;" its aftershocks are potent, and it is a book I highly recommend. ------------ It shakes me heavily how someone can compose something so poignantly beautiful out of a story so horrifically tragic. Life does not exist in separate blocks of happy and then sad, but these emotions are constantly juxtaposed, eternally vying for attention. My thoughts are forever torn between memories that stab like icicles and thoughts that make something inside me literally bubble with emotion, as if I may at any moment break into song or laughter or crying or some unknown, frightening combination. Today, as life is starting (my sister is having a baby today -- right now, actually), so also life is disintegrating as I, we, all grow older, some pieces of us fading to black and some lighting up with color in previously unexplored places. And time; time is not our enemy but our healer -- a disturbing, patient ghost that forever ties us together with infinite strands we call moments. If we could only find a way to marry our atoms to the moment we're living, I think we would find our life's music in tune. //

To Believe In God

"To believe in God is to believe in the salvation of the world." "The paradox of our time is that those who believe in God do not believe in the salvation of the world, and those who believe in the future of the world do not believe in God." "Christians believe in 'the end of the world;' they expect the final catastrophe, the punishment of others." "Atheists in their turn... refuse to believe in God because Christians believe in him and take no interest in the world..." "Which is the more culpable ignorance?" "...I often say to myself that, in our religion, God must feel very much alone: for is there anyone besides God who believes in the salvation of the world? God seeks among us sons and daughters who resemble him enough, who love the world enough so that he could send them into the world to save it." -- Louis Evely, In the Christian Spirit (Image, 1975) //