Concerning the Chaos Today's World

We now live from day to day with energy vampires in power over much of the earth. These vampires have international attention. These vampires are only the figureheads of deep-seated issues now in the fore, not only in this nation (USA) - but much of the world. These vampires and those of similar ilk will say and do whatever will bring them the most blood (emotional response which is what they feed on) - OUR MISSION (as I see it) is to not feed the vampire while simultaneously standing / resisting the tyranny, misogyny and fascism. The energy vampires encourage unrest as it brings them their primary food source (our fears, anxiety and anger). SO, despite all we must remain unshaken and peaceful while resisting with every cell in our being …. Then like tatanka / the buffalo we will weather the storms shrieking through our world. We need the FORTITUDE to go the distance. Stay strong. Remain peaceful. Love in vanguard. WE GOT THIS - we were born for this time.

Happy Birth-Day Starr

With Joy 

Remembering your Birth-day

on April 19, 1976

.... yelling your head off

letting us know you were not keen

on the situation. 

Then laying you on my chest

i put my hand on your back

looked into your eyes

told you ...

"It is okay - mommy is here Starr." 

you were instantly quiet.

Instantly quiet. 

Eye contact. 

Love from across the Milky Way. 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY STARR  

FINDING OUR WAY TO OUR TRUE HOME

As I ruminate on The Thanks Giving Holiday Celebration which is tomorrow,

I have come to the conclusion  ...

Find your gratitude

and you find your heart. 

Find your heart

and you find your way back home.

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The Presidential Election 2016 - there is something happening here - what it is aint exactly clear -

Deep inside we know:  What is happening in the presidential election in the United States is far greater than a political problem.  The disparity between candidates shows the deep chasm running through the people in the US as we struggle with the battle of heart versus head dominance.  This same struggle is occurring over the earth as technology brings us together making us one people.   

 We live in a world where a death in the Sudan is lamented by a school boy in Finland watching TV who then by email shares the story with a friend in New Zealand- and soon countless thousands are suffering from the loss of single life continents away.  We are no longer separated by time and space.  Almost instantaneously we know what is occurring on the other side of the earth. 

The people of The Earth are on the cusp of great change. The world can choose to come together as One Family or we can create great destruction This time in history makes the crusades look like child's play when compared to the mayhem we now have the potential of creating. 

The truth is we already know the only way out of the looming chaos.  We already have within us the tools to avert annihilation.  The question we need to ask ourselves is not ‘what is the answer?’ but rather ‘Are we willing to pay the price for creating a more peaceful world?’

 As long as our choices are motivated by fear and lack we will continue to play this top of the trash heap game seeking to place a crown of tin cans on the head of our personal team leader (pray we do not choose a bully).  Since the crusades and long before, so many who claim to follow the Christ point fingers at those who claim to follow Muhammad and call them heathen. But guess what, they in turn call the Christian heathen.   Add to this countless other scenarios wherein we create in our minds the ‘good guy’ versus ‘the bad guy’ stories.  (gay vs straight – black vs white – rich vs poor – and on and on the stories run).

When I look at the choices before us - it seems the present political climate is just the tip of the iceberg and it is a smoke and mirrors distraction from the real issue. OUR SOULS ARE AT STAKE - - yes we have choices to make - those in politics who we have elected to stand for us are a reflection of us - and the real choice is not about who will sit in an oval office - but about who will reign in our soul.

And finally you ask, ‘What is the price that must be paid to attain peace?’

The price is agape*.  The price is giving everything with generous and open heart.  Loving all and serving all, knowing we are family. 

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* Agape is the highest form of love, charity; the love of God for man and of man for God. Agape embraces a universal, unconditional love that transcends and serves regardless of circumstances.

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HARMING THE OTHER

Perhaps the most important lesson ever, 'We are ALL ONE' is not just a few sweet and empty words strung together on a Facebook post....

A Metaphor on what actually happens 

when we seek to harm another being:

 It is rather like crashing your fist at the person smirking at you (seeing him/her as 'the other)   - - -  and then the mirror you were actually looking into falls to pieces scattering shards of glass everywhere  - - -  your hand (or worse) is now bleeding - - -   your hatred has maimed the true self.  Which is to say - has ultimately harmed all of us.

One of the most astounding gifts given is a heart capable of breaking wide open.  It is most often through pain and suffering that the opening begins. Initially that pain is for the small self and concurrent thwarted desire.  It has the potential to expand to include immediate family and from there has the potential to include tribe and those with mutual attitudes and goals.  We are broken down by the weight of suffering pressing in on us from all sides. 

 Then there comes a time when the scales tip. ALL melts into us.  What we thought was taking us only deeper into to sorrow and suffering - into our collective suffering which we sought thru legislation and 'good guy' organizations to relieve and heal - was actually creating an even grander opening.

 Here is truth: When the flood gates opened pouring misery into our life what we did not then realize was that a channel was being formed to also admit - JOY concurrent with LOVE.  

 This profound and all pervading Joy and Love, we realize, has been there all along.  Yes there is still an intense suffering of which we are aware, and often it is still a personal and painful suffering.  But, more and more includes the connection to Creator and Creation and so connection with ALL. 

 There comes a time when we become acutely aware - harming the other also harms the self. 

 This is our collective journey - a turning to what in the bible is called ATONEMENT.  a return to AT ONE MENT.

PRONOUNS

   by Karle Wilson Baker    

  O God, You said,

“Say, ‘We’”;

But I shook my head,

Hid my hands tight behind my back, and said,

 Stubornly,

“I.”

 

Again You said,

“Say, ‘We’”;

But I looked upon them, grimy and all awry.

 Myself in those twisted shapes? Ah, no!

 Distastefully I turned my head away,

 Persisting,

“They.”

Again You said,

"Say, 'We'",

and I

At last,

Richer by a hoard

Of years,

Looked in their eyes and found the heavy word

That bent my neck and bowed my head:

Like a shamed school child then I mumbled low,

"We, O GOD."

Thoughts as We Enter The Season of the Christ Mass 2015

THERESA OF CALCUTTA - - has been my hero from my early days as a nurse. I had her picture on my clipboard when I was working in oncology. I would put her photo and quotes up in secret and not so secret places all through the oncology unit where I worked at St. John's Regional Medical Center in Oxnard (In linen closets, in the med drawers, in the locker room, in the nurse’s station).  I do not remember all the quotes I put up around the hospital unit, but I do remember one I kept on my clipboard. This quote remains for me to this day as guide for my daily life:

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“I'm a little pencil in the hand of a writing God, who is sending a love letter to the world.”

― Mother Teresa

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Teresa of Calcutta epitomized the words of TERESA OF AVILA (another hero who through her work - "The Interior Castle" has guided my life) - - - - -

Both Teresa’s are LIFE MENTORS for me.  They are for me exemplars in service to God through our service to humankind and all life coupled with deep prayer and meditation. 

When I worked on that oncology unit at St. John’s in every bed there was my Sister, my Mother, by Brother, my Uncle – all were relatives.  There was no person I cared for who was not a relative.  Now even in the smallest thing – buying food at the market, driving my car, taking a walk – everyone I encounter is a relative… and here is the good news:  so many I meet also recognize we are ALL RELATED- we are all one family.  With heart overflowing i see, the numbers who recognize our oneness growing.

As we enter this Holy Season there is so much division and suffering in the world. Battle lines have been drawn dividing those who claim Christianity, Judaism and Islam (and other ways).  In the name of The Beloved, who is LOVE we spew words and actions which are the anti-thesis of the affiliation we claim.  We point fingers at the other and say “He started it.”  We are sometimes school children without the maturity to know the ultimate creation of healing and balance comes not in controlling the ‘Other’ but in controlling the Self. 

It is time for people of good heart and good intention to stand up and be counted.  As we stand, others will find the inner strength and fortitude to stand with us.

With heart overflowing with love and gratitude for those who have gone before and hold aloft the light to guide our way – Pranams – Pranams – Pranams -

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“Christ has no body now on earth but yours,

no hands but yours, no feet but yours,

Yours are the eyes through which to look out

Christ's compassion to the world

Yours are the feet with which he is to go about doing good;

Yours are the hands with which he is to bless men now.”

TERESA OF AVILA

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COUNTING SINS

 

"Counting other people's sins does not make you a saint.'

(author unknown)

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This is a tough one for us two-leggeds.  Whereas on one hand it is good to have discernment and consider outcomes of choices - and one way to do this is to be aware and observe the cause and effect in the lives of those you come in contact with from day to day - - - -however, we do NOT know thier whole story. 



Even those we may share our homes and day to day lives with have parts of themselves we are not privy to - perhaps ever. We do not know what has put them where they are now - and if we think we know - - we are like the blind men who thought they understood what the elephant was when in truth their understanding was quite limited. 

 

 This writing is for me also - - it is so easy for me to judge another. I decide what is good/bad ... virtue/sin ... over and over many times in one day.  We do not even fully understand our own mechanisations - - - - - - what makes  us / me   think i could ever fully understand another. 

 The Creator has given me a primary task : LOVE ...

This loving does not mean condone or support poor choices in self or others ...

This loving does not mean allowing self to be victim . . .

This does mean just LOVE ... 

.. not 'put up with' .. 

.. but full bore be a conduit of love for all .. 

 

Making - Making -Some Day Made   

UNDER★THE★VAULT OF HEAVEN

It is so hard to believe, some might actually choose a manufactured world over the natural world consistently without hesitation.  This is not to say I do not appreciate the amenities of the manufactured world.  To be in a warm shower with pure water pouring over a tired body is heaven after a few weeks wherein a bath has consisted of a damp cloth run across the limbs that comes back covered in soil.  This being said, as the water cleanses the body one finds that the heart and mind is often still and quiet with memories of being on the open land far from city lights and sounds.

I remember back in the day married to my first husband. We were driving down a highway in Southern California. I was in the passenger seat and looking out to the right at a wide expanse of untouched land - verdant / full of life. . . I said. . 'Isn’t it beautiful!' --- My then husband agreed wholeheartedly. I looked over at him and saw he was looking across the left side of the road to sterile new high rise office buildings lined up like dominos. - - - I never said anything-- what was there to say. . .

Growing up in a small town on the coast of Southern California in middle 1950s there was still much open land – fields wild with life.  I was the child who all in the neighborhood knew to find among the wild things.  I was the one who lived in the tree tops.  When I woke in the morning in the summer time, if my mom was not taking my brother and me along with all the neighbor kids to the beach I might choose to play with my toys, play tag with the neighbor kids or read one of the 6 books my mother allowed me to check out from the library every 2 weeks (though I was more likely to read after the sun was down than when sunlight was burning). 

However, I would just as likely pack a lunch and head for a family of old oak trees.  The branches reached out and touched one another and I could climb from one tree to the other without touching the earth.  My fondest memories of childhood always included time with the trees.  Time would fly by in the trees and before I knew it the sun was setting and it was time to head for home.  This was before cell phones and worries about strangers – the simple rule of summer was: be home in time for dinner.  I do not remember many thoughts from this time in the trees  -  however the feeling of peace and joy are viscerally strong memories.  I do remember how time would fly by and the sun which had been in the eastern sky would magically be in the western sky.

Climbing trees is no longer an effortless and easy task as the years begin to weigh on this body – however – to lay my head against a trunk of one of the old ones can still bring the peace and joy and we can know we are …

ONE Heart

ONE Mind

ONE Body

THANK YOU FOR UNANSWERED PRAYERS

I remember a time when I thought The Power of The Universe was like a shop keeper to be bargained with.

I would promise my goodness and obedient child demeanor in exchange for the many bright colored gifts I wanted to possess.

I would promise times of prayer and meditation and acts of kindness in exchange for happiness, I thought could be achieved through the acquisition of SOMETHING.

Happiness was seen as material possessions which shined and sparkled on my arm jingling as I moved drawing the envious eyes of all.

Or it was seen as acres on acres of verdant land spanning ocean, forest, valley and hill-lands further than the eye could see, again creating envy and desire in others.

And these objects of happiness included the hearts of others, which I esteemed so little I actually thought I could own them through their envy.

Yes, the ownership of others loyalty, love and adoration focused on what I saw as THE ME which was at the pinnacle of my prayers.

Who did I think I was?

How fortunate this life has proven to be. .  . 

The Divine knows me better than I know myself and loves me with a complete and oceanic passion, crashing down and covering me in mercy.

Crashing over the shore line of my consciousness with relentless power as desire is granted and destroyed with equal benevolence.

There is room for nothing to abide and behold except this relentless power which beats down on me again and yet again.

What I had thought was sent to maim, kill and bring deep suffering has done none of those things.

Now The Prayer has changed.

When the desire for bangles and baubles surfaces again, I begin to yawn as the boredom of such miniscule craving starts its destined trek to destruction.

And instead of waiting for the demise of the desire, turn a bit more quickly to My Beloved.

 And now The Prayer is full to overflowing with Gratitude and Thank You for the LOVE which pervades all.