compassion

"Compassion for your own situation

is the greatest healer of all."

                   

                  T. Rubin

the takers

There are those who take
Not ask.
The world is theirs like blinders
on an ass.

Their thoughts and time
To get their due.
Their rightful portion
Is all of you.

Those takers, Brave,
Are wont to see,
They bleed the same
As you and me.

I would know such blues,
Because I was once
One too.

what is love

Love is kind, love is cruel

Love is gentle, love is firm

Love is giving, love is getting

Love is holding tight, love is letting go

Love is sexual, love is sprirtual

Love is spontaneous, love is control

Love is a feeling, love is doing

Love is timid, love is bold.

 

Love is soothing, love is painful

Love is exciting, love is peaceful

Love is accepting, love is expecting

Love is freedom, love is bondage.

 

Love is touching, love is standing away

Love is commitment, love is free

Love is responsibility, love is responding

Love is making limits, love is unlimited

Love is elevating, love is devastating

Love is eternal, love is presense

 

Love is all this,  and more

 

               yours truly  many years ago when I was

                                confused about what love was.

not much . .

Not much to say so I'm honoring you all by not saying.

Fall comes, the rats have found a corner of my patio to hide 

out and play around so tonight I'm trying moth balls and leaving

the outside light on. I'm a-gonna reconfigure their night time 

play pen.  

 

Was reading that the only remedy for lousey programing of the

mind when we were kids, is complete awareness, consciousness,

or one could say, mindfulness. If we check out, the old programing

will check in and thus we get self-sabotage. Now if you had great

programing you can stay checked out, unconscious and have a 

happy , successful, great life. Perhaps God consciousness is plain

ole consciousness called awareness or mindfulness. Thank God

there is a choice. 

effect, effect, effect . . . .

A  young woman was taken in to dinner one night by Gladstone, the distinguished British statesman, and

the following night by Disraeli, his equally distinguished opponent. Asked later what impression these

two men had made on her, she replied," When I left the room after sitting next to Mr. Gladstone, I thought 

he was the cleverest man in England. But after sitting next to Mr. Disraeli, I thought I  was the cleverest

woman in England!"    Princess Marie Louise

 

Angela Merkel, the aspiring new chancellor of Germany, met  with a group of experts about their fields

of interest. Tom Brussig, a Berlin novelist, said "the only way I can explain Merkel to myself is to say

that the moment she leaves the room, the motivation leaves with her."

limits to connecting . .

"Everyone takes the limits of their own field of vision,

for the limits of the world."

                                          Schopenhauer      

death by medicine . . .

Null,G.,Ph.D.,C.Dean,M.D.N.D.,et al.(2003) Death By Medicine, New York, Nutrition Institute

of America.

"That study concludes that iatrogenic illness is actually the leading cause of death in the U.S.

and that adverse reactions to prescription drugs are responsible for more than 300,000 deaths a 

year. 

    These are dismaying statistics, especially for a healing profession that has arrogantly dismissed

three thousand years of effective Eastern medicine as unscientific, even though it is based on

a deeper understanding of lthe Universe."

     The Biology of Belief,  Bruce Lipton, Ph.D.

your very own kingdom . . .

"You may consider yourself an individual, but as a cell biologist I can tell you that you are in

truth a cooperative community of approximately 50 trillion single-celled citizens. Almost all of

the cells that make up your body are amoeba-like, individual organisms that have evolved a

cooperative strategy for their mutual survival. Reduced to basic terms, human beings are simply

the consequence of ' collective amoebic consciousness'. As a nation reflects the traits of its

citizens, our human-ness must reflect the basic nature of our cellular communities."

    Bruce Lipton,PhD , The Biology of Belief  

Culture the Culprit

As I look at dis-ease,

I often see,  individuation

Betrayed, and the

Bodies that pay.

 

Be proper. Do right.

No matter one's need.

Our group, our culture,

Must proceed.

 

And the Lemmings

They march to the sea.

And the Lemmings

They march to the sea.

 

Guilt is the culprit's trick.

The cut, of which, will draw

No blood today.

It works on you and me

By speeding up our entropy.

 

And we the lemmings

March to the sea,

Unable to  be free,

Except by invoking the theory,

Of relativity.

 

       Yours truly

God's will?

My favorite comment about God's will, by Emmet Fox. . . .

 

The truth is that the will of God for us always means greater freedom,

greater self-expression, wider and newer and brighter experience;

better health, greater prosperity, wider opportunity of service to

others -  life more abundant.

 

Frederick Buechner  wrote,  The place God calls you to is the place

where your deep gladness and the world's deep hunger meet.

 

Anymore ideas? 

 

 

reconfigure your own matrix....

    

    "The brain translates belief into chemical process"

                                 the brain man, Robert Ornstein

That means, if we want to change something, we

work on our beliefs, to create a different manifestation.

Can you imagine yourself and your surroundings in the

world you desire?

 

too much criticism!

Eleanor Roosevelt, constantly criticized during her whole youth,

said in later years, "Do what's right in your heart, for you will

always be criticized."  

changes.....

Changes are the imperceptible tendencies to divergence

that, when they have reached a certain point, become

visible and bring about transformations.

        I Ching

 

When we reach a certain level of complexity, the next

step is implied.

its all grace........

"Particular sacraments are meant to teach us that all

life is sacramental, every deliberate act should be, in a sense,

the outward sign of inward grace. A sacrament is more than a

symbol. A symbol leads us from the lower to the higher; a

sacrament brings us back again to earth, but infuses a

heavenly meaning and devine potency into common things

and actions."        

                          Inge

labor of love. . . .

Those Winter Sundays       

 

Sundays too my father got up early

and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,

then with cracked hands that ached

from labor in the weekday weather made

banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.

 

I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.

When the rooms were warm, he'd call,

and slowly I would raise and dress,

fearing the chronic angers of that house.

 

Speaking indifferently to him,

who had driven out the cold

and polished my good shoes as well.

What did I know, what did I know of

love's austere and lonely offices?

 

Robert Hayden

comes a fresh image.......

"You never change things by fighting

the existing reality.  To change something,

build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete."

                          Buckminster Fuller

 

     

autobiography.....

I walk, down the street.

    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

    I fall in.

    I am lost . . . I am hopeless.

        It isn't my fault.

    It takes forever to find a way out.

 

I walk down the same street.

    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

    I pretend I don't see it.

    I fall in again.

I can't believe I am in the same place.

       But, it isn't my fault.

It still takes a long time to get out.

 

I walk down the same street.

    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

    I see it is there.

    I still fall in . . . it's a habit

           My eyes are open

              I know where I am.

It is my fault.

I get out immediately.

 

I walk down the same street.

    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

    I walk around it.

 

I walk down another street.       
 

                                  Portia Nelson

escape....

When we cannot
Stand it anymore,
We seek escape
From pain.

There are a hundred ways;
A drink, a pill,
Run up a hill.

Or project the
Storm,
And fight the dragon
In many forms.

There is another
Way, I'm told.
A secret whispered
Long ago.

The dragon is,
Within our hearts;
Side by side,
With the doe.

This way is not
To run or slay,
But for a marriage
To be made.

by yours truly