Such a perfect day
two hours of yoga
two at the coffee shop
perfect conversations with friends
all parts of life embraced
Today we are enjoying more peace
than many know their entire lives.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Wind on the hill
I love to get out, around sunset and take a walk up the hill.
I even like the anticipation, like sex, when you know it's going to happen
and you haven't yet moved a muscle, I don't ever know what it will be like
i don't' think it's ever been bad ( or at least not for a long time), and i love it every time.
Just an unexpected flower, or the wind pushing the grass flat against the hill
like forces bend me without my knowing anything, but this lying down and getting up.
Then they sky grows pink and red and i know it's getting dark, and I'm happy to be alive.
I even like the anticipation, like sex, when you know it's going to happen
and you haven't yet moved a muscle, I don't ever know what it will be like
i don't' think it's ever been bad ( or at least not for a long time), and i love it every time.
Just an unexpected flower, or the wind pushing the grass flat against the hill
like forces bend me without my knowing anything, but this lying down and getting up.
Then they sky grows pink and red and i know it's getting dark, and I'm happy to be alive.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Images in a Mirror
Orientation, frequencies we attune to
flow through so powerfully, at times, overwhelmingly so
I hear watch and feel myself,
reflecting the world in the personal pronoun.
Hearing others grieve in anger and pain,
I feel so ashamed and guilty,
that i am no better, arrogance
is the most painful teacher,
merciless in it's punishment
of the guilty, I remember what
Peace is found in crying joy,
with humility and in exhaustion,
surrender.
~
flow through so powerfully, at times, overwhelmingly so
I hear watch and feel myself,
reflecting the world in the personal pronoun.
Hearing others grieve in anger and pain,
I feel so ashamed and guilty,
that i am no better, arrogance
is the most painful teacher,
merciless in it's punishment
of the guilty, I remember what
Peace is found in crying joy,
with humility and in exhaustion,
surrender.
~
Friday, January 16, 2009
Curent Events
Police officer killings continue, somehow we see this separate from other killings, going on every day, around the world, often funded by American tax dollars whether through covert or overt programs and the ongoing support and subsidy of arms makers. Is the Israeli response to the Palestinians different? Here we have a overwhelming use of force to subdue and destroy a relatively minor threat regardless of the long term ramifacations.
While it is easy to judge execution killings of handcuffed citizens by police officers, such as the recent killing of Oscar Grant in a Bart station. It is far more difficult to accept the ambiguity of more deaths, such as that of Daniel Fredrickson In San Anselmo, or the killing yesterday in Aurora Washington, of Joseph Bernerd Hradec, a knife wielding suspect resisting arrest; one simple fact seems to be consistently downplayed.
Moral or Societal values are the issue here, and training in general, can be re-visioned to reflect the possible shifting of values from “safety” “security” to life, peace or enjoyment of what we have. Human unwillingness to practice acceptance of insanity in the name and pursuit of a free and open society is a terrible mistake. Sadly we are as a race, insane, if you argue with that, well, I guess you are happy with the world, the environment, poverty, illness and senseless death, as long as they happen to people different than you.
Terrorism, violent crime and murder kill less people than peanut allergies, drunk driving and disease, yet we so humanly mis-place our attention on the few, rather than the many. The media and advertisers play a crucial role in the focus of attention of our culture.
While most of us can see that disease and poverty are the biggest killers and destroyers of human happiness, we ignore doing much about them when we set our economic priorities.
“We” as a culture and a country are the most violent as far as I know, American make, sell, distribute and profit from more weapons of personal and mass destruction, not to mention economic hit-men that force millions into poverty all to profit a few. This is a collective karmic debt we are incurring. It’s ironic to reflect that we are far more concerned with an economic deficit rather than an ethical or karmic one.
When will we begin to ask ourselves, not who is to blame for a death, but how can we work to avoid it in the future. We have the opportunity for growth and change, something that death is calling for. Are we so deaf, so damaged, that we as human being can no longer respond from the heart to tragedy?
What is not clear and what is not addressed is the amount of non violent training and non lethal subjugation of individuals by police, governments and familiys. We train them to kill and then assume no responsibility as a culture for the situation we trained them to act in. Matter of fact we seem to enjoy in taking positions around killing which is defined as wrongful death.
If we trained officers in unarmed combat against knife wielding opponents and unarmed citizens at a rate of four times the time they are trained using guns, we might have less civilian deaths. We might have less violence in general from police services, and yes, we might have a few more police injuries. I don’t think it’s unreasonable to ask public servants to put their lives ahead of those they serve, that is the entire principle of service.
If you don’t believe that your community, and humanity, yours and others, is more valuable than “your” personal life, you cannot honestly serve in the military, civic or any other community role. Our unwillingness to honestly discuss and examine the role and purpose of service to one another is a fundamental shortcoming of our culture. And I agree that perhaps if we live and support a zeitgeist that puts profits ahead of human happiness and the environment, perhaps, we have made a mistake, and none of us is innocent.
I would hope that the desire to be a police officer lies less with power or pay and more with the desire to be of service to the community and humanity as a whole. When we encourage young aggressive people to become police officers without a sustained and committed training to non-violence we are exacerbating the violence we wish to limit.
The burden of taking a life is one I do not enjoy bearing, but every day, as an citizen of the United States of America, I accept that my government is constantly seeking and finding people to murder in the name of business interests obfuscated as national security.
We find it easier to kill mentally ill people rather than spend the resources to care for them. We then find it enjoyable to argue about the actions that are taken on our behalf, by a system that is driven by fear and profit. The silver lining inside the recent economic downturn is that we may have some time and opportunity to reconsider our priorities, and our values. When we stop and ask ourselves what purpose is served, what God is accepting the sacrifices, all the blood we spill every day, all the lives gone in a moment, only then can we take another step and ask is the pursuit of profit over the health of our neighbors, our community and our environment really such a good idea?
While it is easy to judge execution killings of handcuffed citizens by police officers, such as the recent killing of Oscar Grant in a Bart station. It is far more difficult to accept the ambiguity of more deaths, such as that of Daniel Fredrickson In San Anselmo, or the killing yesterday in Aurora Washington, of Joseph Bernerd Hradec, a knife wielding suspect resisting arrest; one simple fact seems to be consistently downplayed.
Moral or Societal values are the issue here, and training in general, can be re-visioned to reflect the possible shifting of values from “safety” “security” to life, peace or enjoyment of what we have. Human unwillingness to practice acceptance of insanity in the name and pursuit of a free and open society is a terrible mistake. Sadly we are as a race, insane, if you argue with that, well, I guess you are happy with the world, the environment, poverty, illness and senseless death, as long as they happen to people different than you.
Terrorism, violent crime and murder kill less people than peanut allergies, drunk driving and disease, yet we so humanly mis-place our attention on the few, rather than the many. The media and advertisers play a crucial role in the focus of attention of our culture.
While most of us can see that disease and poverty are the biggest killers and destroyers of human happiness, we ignore doing much about them when we set our economic priorities.
“We” as a culture and a country are the most violent as far as I know, American make, sell, distribute and profit from more weapons of personal and mass destruction, not to mention economic hit-men that force millions into poverty all to profit a few. This is a collective karmic debt we are incurring. It’s ironic to reflect that we are far more concerned with an economic deficit rather than an ethical or karmic one.
When will we begin to ask ourselves, not who is to blame for a death, but how can we work to avoid it in the future. We have the opportunity for growth and change, something that death is calling for. Are we so deaf, so damaged, that we as human being can no longer respond from the heart to tragedy?
What is not clear and what is not addressed is the amount of non violent training and non lethal subjugation of individuals by police, governments and familiys. We train them to kill and then assume no responsibility as a culture for the situation we trained them to act in. Matter of fact we seem to enjoy in taking positions around killing which is defined as wrongful death.
If we trained officers in unarmed combat against knife wielding opponents and unarmed citizens at a rate of four times the time they are trained using guns, we might have less civilian deaths. We might have less violence in general from police services, and yes, we might have a few more police injuries. I don’t think it’s unreasonable to ask public servants to put their lives ahead of those they serve, that is the entire principle of service.
If you don’t believe that your community, and humanity, yours and others, is more valuable than “your” personal life, you cannot honestly serve in the military, civic or any other community role. Our unwillingness to honestly discuss and examine the role and purpose of service to one another is a fundamental shortcoming of our culture. And I agree that perhaps if we live and support a zeitgeist that puts profits ahead of human happiness and the environment, perhaps, we have made a mistake, and none of us is innocent.
I would hope that the desire to be a police officer lies less with power or pay and more with the desire to be of service to the community and humanity as a whole. When we encourage young aggressive people to become police officers without a sustained and committed training to non-violence we are exacerbating the violence we wish to limit.
The burden of taking a life is one I do not enjoy bearing, but every day, as an citizen of the United States of America, I accept that my government is constantly seeking and finding people to murder in the name of business interests obfuscated as national security.
We find it easier to kill mentally ill people rather than spend the resources to care for them. We then find it enjoyable to argue about the actions that are taken on our behalf, by a system that is driven by fear and profit. The silver lining inside the recent economic downturn is that we may have some time and opportunity to reconsider our priorities, and our values. When we stop and ask ourselves what purpose is served, what God is accepting the sacrifices, all the blood we spill every day, all the lives gone in a moment, only then can we take another step and ask is the pursuit of profit over the health of our neighbors, our community and our environment really such a good idea?
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
So one day you decide to walk through the fear and embrace your gift.
The curse or the challenge you have failed at every day,
all of your life, except when filled by grace of love
those moments of work or women, nature and silence
that you picked up the pen and wrote, not ness rally out of pain,
or to save your own life, but in expression of the desire to serve.
Telling stories is like telling a lie when your trying to save a life
not even necessarily your own.
Your standing in the middle of the jungle in Guatemala, with some rich tourists that you’d be embarrassed to introduce too your mom. facing some kids with machetes and guns that don’t work, with only the language of fear and life, desperately wanting no one to die, I throw money, throw money, Todd Rundregun echoes through my mind in the middle of the jungle on the way to Tikal, we pay the road tax with grace and urine.
the audiences imagination is at stake. the primary work is to get words onto the screen. To create and express oneself emptiness in a way that engages the collective imagination, the creation and manipulation of memmes to force emotional maturation in the collective human psyche. The failure of the human race is the failures of the Bodhisattvas lack of patience.
It is the writers task to feed the innate craving for goodness in each person, to nurture and protect within the nest of words and images of the story, a warm and secure place for healing for the community.
I can’t help the run-on sentences.
I’m usually referring to the primary subject, yet not always so, read carefully and engage ones own imagination. What you think I mean may point you more clearly too your innate truth than anything this mind body stream may express.
I finally understand why people speak of channeling, that is after all, what the idea of the Muse is, the woman or women who engage and attract the masculine creative attention,
some how the energy of the purer. Expressed through, or motivated by fear of the Senex, death, disillusion, failure, is a catalyst for life, or egos grasping, at the very least.
So the challenge and opportunity to change the world, by re imaging it, re- creating it is the essence of reversionary history, for what we teach our children and tell ourselves does indeed create the Zeitgeist in which we live, yet a definition of enlightenment is to fully comprehend that human experience of death and suffering for the majority has not changed an iota from time out of mind. it has not changed in the last few generations or 6 as my life and my parents lives, long lived covered. there is great suffering and an joy in every moment, and so in the suffering of the majority is guaranteed and created a god realm to aspire to.
I realize that The reason I like Hienlien and card is that they imagine real heroes. the work to create innate trust and report in the readers mind to live to excess and yet be compassionate saviors of the saga. There is the scene of Araguna before the battle when he comprehends that all those he loves will die on the field of battle fighting each other and this is the deepest metaphor of our communites and familes that we shall ever have.
the onging challenge to bring imagintion, healing and humor to the moment is only balanced through our deed respect for all we cannot know.
There is no recipe for love. No guide to do it four us. Often we have to wait our entire lives for a simple glimpse of joy. I often have waited far to long between glances. Yet all the time, every day we share some compassion with another human, we deepen our own, for ourselfves.
The curse or the challenge you have failed at every day,
all of your life, except when filled by grace of love
those moments of work or women, nature and silence
that you picked up the pen and wrote, not ness rally out of pain,
or to save your own life, but in expression of the desire to serve.
Telling stories is like telling a lie when your trying to save a life
not even necessarily your own.
Your standing in the middle of the jungle in Guatemala, with some rich tourists that you’d be embarrassed to introduce too your mom. facing some kids with machetes and guns that don’t work, with only the language of fear and life, desperately wanting no one to die, I throw money, throw money, Todd Rundregun echoes through my mind in the middle of the jungle on the way to Tikal, we pay the road tax with grace and urine.
the audiences imagination is at stake. the primary work is to get words onto the screen. To create and express oneself emptiness in a way that engages the collective imagination, the creation and manipulation of memmes to force emotional maturation in the collective human psyche. The failure of the human race is the failures of the Bodhisattvas lack of patience.
It is the writers task to feed the innate craving for goodness in each person, to nurture and protect within the nest of words and images of the story, a warm and secure place for healing for the community.
I can’t help the run-on sentences.
I’m usually referring to the primary subject, yet not always so, read carefully and engage ones own imagination. What you think I mean may point you more clearly too your innate truth than anything this mind body stream may express.
I finally understand why people speak of channeling, that is after all, what the idea of the Muse is, the woman or women who engage and attract the masculine creative attention,
some how the energy of the purer. Expressed through, or motivated by fear of the Senex, death, disillusion, failure, is a catalyst for life, or egos grasping, at the very least.
So the challenge and opportunity to change the world, by re imaging it, re- creating it is the essence of reversionary history, for what we teach our children and tell ourselves does indeed create the Zeitgeist in which we live, yet a definition of enlightenment is to fully comprehend that human experience of death and suffering for the majority has not changed an iota from time out of mind. it has not changed in the last few generations or 6 as my life and my parents lives, long lived covered. there is great suffering and an joy in every moment, and so in the suffering of the majority is guaranteed and created a god realm to aspire to.
I realize that The reason I like Hienlien and card is that they imagine real heroes. the work to create innate trust and report in the readers mind to live to excess and yet be compassionate saviors of the saga. There is the scene of Araguna before the battle when he comprehends that all those he loves will die on the field of battle fighting each other and this is the deepest metaphor of our communites and familes that we shall ever have.
the onging challenge to bring imagintion, healing and humor to the moment is only balanced through our deed respect for all we cannot know.
There is no recipe for love. No guide to do it four us. Often we have to wait our entire lives for a simple glimpse of joy. I often have waited far to long between glances. Yet all the time, every day we share some compassion with another human, we deepen our own, for ourselfves.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Can i love a politician? How about the human underneath?
Whats it like to care for someone i fear has lost all moral compass
through the nature of the political process, and can i stand the
fear of disapointment, as i imagine a man i respect and can open my heart for.
It's weird, i'm more comfertable loving those i imagine are evil
enjoing the fact they are causing pain to others.
what do i do, when i see myself in that mirror?
Whats it like to care for someone i fear has lost all moral compass
through the nature of the political process, and can i stand the
fear of disapointment, as i imagine a man i respect and can open my heart for.
It's weird, i'm more comfertable loving those i imagine are evil
enjoing the fact they are causing pain to others.
what do i do, when i see myself in that mirror?
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Desire, Love & Change
As the American Political rhetoric resounds with strong ideals accompanied by the fear and anger of those holding opposite opinions, my own life is shifting.
I never thought I’d be happy or at peace again, when it's here, i simply love it. Now i am seeing it as a choice, certainly it is an effort, I have been struggling with my inner relationship, and the patterns of which I have become so intimately aware of, that at times i see that i am only joy without them. These patterns are predominately anger and violence as well as the drive for happiness, intoxicating joy and when in pain the seeking of oblivion, all completely commonplace and human.
Which brings me round about to the Passing of Studds Terkal , Praises upon our newest Ancestor!
Now back to the latest circus to entertain Americans, to distract us from ourselves.
Democracy and Obama !
I listened to him for a minute, talking war with McCain, talking bout killing "enemies" terrorists, he made an impression on me, he convinced me he is ready to kill people he’s never met, just because we disagree. Ya,sure, he is the lesser of 2 evils. Which would you pick, Göring or Mengele ? I just have to point out that both McCain & Obama consider violence an acceptable moral option for not just themselves, but an entire country and by extension the human race.
I would like to be proved wrong, I would like to find that Obama actually accepts the teachings of Christ or the Prophet Mohammad. That he can live from the peace that comes with surrender of the ego, of might makes right, and of the whole catastrophe of being "humane" killers.
At some point in evolution of spirit and consciousness, as members of and representative of the human species, and most importantly as children of out mother planet, as representives of the gift of Conciousness, the voice of Awareness, we can choose peace and non-violence as a response to violence and aggression, (what we now call “terrorism”. And finally as we make this choice more and more often for our families, and ourselves, we will eventually ask it from our police, our teachers and our leaders.
I love to embody radical non-violent shift in my psyche, and so the world. I like to live in peace within my heart, and so in the world. I am happiest when I have lost “I” in the act of loving you, so perhaps we can lose or lay down our habits for a moment and simply love one another.
So i will practice letting go of these words of irony, of cynacism and pain.
I live in the joy of knowing what is true will remain.
I never thought I’d be happy or at peace again, when it's here, i simply love it. Now i am seeing it as a choice, certainly it is an effort, I have been struggling with my inner relationship, and the patterns of which I have become so intimately aware of, that at times i see that i am only joy without them. These patterns are predominately anger and violence as well as the drive for happiness, intoxicating joy and when in pain the seeking of oblivion, all completely commonplace and human.
Which brings me round about to the Passing of Studds Terkal , Praises upon our newest Ancestor!
Now back to the latest circus to entertain Americans, to distract us from ourselves.
Democracy and Obama !
I listened to him for a minute, talking war with McCain, talking bout killing "enemies" terrorists, he made an impression on me, he convinced me he is ready to kill people he’s never met, just because we disagree. Ya,sure, he is the lesser of 2 evils. Which would you pick, Göring or Mengele ? I just have to point out that both McCain & Obama consider violence an acceptable moral option for not just themselves, but an entire country and by extension the human race.
I would like to be proved wrong, I would like to find that Obama actually accepts the teachings of Christ or the Prophet Mohammad. That he can live from the peace that comes with surrender of the ego, of might makes right, and of the whole catastrophe of being "humane" killers.
At some point in evolution of spirit and consciousness, as members of and representative of the human species, and most importantly as children of out mother planet, as representives of the gift of Conciousness, the voice of Awareness, we can choose peace and non-violence as a response to violence and aggression, (what we now call “terrorism”. And finally as we make this choice more and more often for our families, and ourselves, we will eventually ask it from our police, our teachers and our leaders.
I love to embody radical non-violent shift in my psyche, and so the world. I like to live in peace within my heart, and so in the world. I am happiest when I have lost “I” in the act of loving you, so perhaps we can lose or lay down our habits for a moment and simply love one another.
So i will practice letting go of these words of irony, of cynacism and pain.
I live in the joy of knowing what is true will remain.
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