Monthly Archives: November 2011

It’s not just about Tropical Storm Sean, what’s it really about?

Earlier this week, Domino called and asked if I could ask a mutual friend to not delete the post he made on her Facebook wall.  His post said, “Hi Weather warriors, it’s that time again. There’s a huge storm about 700 miles off of Miami. We need all to pray/visualize/ meditate and send energy to this storm.  Firstly, to keep it on a trajectory heading straight to the Atlantic in a northeast direction.  Secondly, we can send loving/compassionate energy to it so it can break up and become a smaller storm.  We need to get to work.”   He made the same post on my wall.  I left it for 24 hours then deleted it.  I didn’t know there was a storm until I saw his post.  When I went to delete it, I didn’t get the sense there was anything to worry about.  I checked the National Hurricane Center site satellite radar and saw the projection and forecast, noted the moon cycle and still got the sense it was nothing to worry about.  I told him so and told him I understood our mutual friend not wanting him to post on her wall.  I was surprised when Domino lashed out at me, sounding really angry. Continue reading

Hafiz on Tired of Speaking Sweetly

Love wants to reach out and manhandle us, Break all our teacup talk of God. If you had the courage and Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights, He would just drag you around the room By your hair, Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world That bring you no joy. Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly And wants to rip to shreds All your erroneous notions of truth That make you fight within yourself, dear one, And with others, Causing the world to weep On too many fine days. God wants to manhandle us, Lock us inside of a tiny room with Himself And practice His dropkick. The Beloved sometimes wants To do us a great favor: Hold us upside down And shake all the nonsense out. But when we hear He is in such a “playful drunken mood” Most everyone I know Quickly packs their bags and hightails it Out of town.

A different path can also get you there

John 10:16, Jesus said “Other sheep I have which are not of this fold; them also I bring and they also hear my voice. There shall be one fold and one shepherd.”   So I guess He doesn’t care if we all think we’re different folds, right? We can have our little thoughts and what’s natural will go on being, like gravity, not caring if we believe in it or not.

I know I’m a horse of a different color

I know I’m a horse of a different color, but the apocalypse I bring is an inner awakening of the deepest sort, with everlasting benefits, destructive of nothing but the personal ego that thinks it’s separate from God.

Support for Spiritual Emerge-gency“How blessed I was to find you. Who so effortlessly showed me who I was and made me see through the lies I’d been told and began to believe myself. Thank you.”

How I process grief and loss

Someone doesn’t have to die for me to feel grief and loss.  Sometimes it’s just a part of them or a part of me, or a situation that dies.  Interruption of  the daily routine creates the space for the feelings to arise.  Watching friends go from completely independent to having to depend on others for the basics is always a real eye opening – and heart opening – experience.   I’m 59.  I know a lot of people.  I’ve lived through the deaths of parents, husbands, brothers, inlaws, coworkers, friends and more each year.  I’m not used to it as much as I am just more settled in the thought that no one is really gone.  Valerie Saurer said it well on Facebook this week:  “Grief is a sneaky thing, crawling through the window like a thief when you’re least expecting it.”  This living and dying thing, it’s a process.   Continue reading

The Universe deflates my tire…

Today I’ll pump up my tire and take it to a tire place to be checked for why it’s leaking air.  Probably as a signal to deflate my ego just a little bit, that I’m getting too full of hot air.  It’s not like I don’t know when that happens.  If I cut it out on my own, the Universe wouldn’t have to deflate my tire.

Dom asks: Can you describe the feeling of love?

My real life, longtime friend and spiritual brother Dom Durso wrote on Facebook today:  “Can any one describe the feeling of love?  Why do you feel you are correct?  The reason I ask is many have an opinion on the subject.  But not many are masters.
Some are self professed masters.  What do you Know, Feel or Think about it?”
Dom is always good for a provocative question, so I like when he posts them on my Wall.

I replied: Dom, briefly, when I feel what I call Love, I experience saturation, feeling immersed in a brilliant radiance, the sense of an overwhelmingly loving and comforting Presence, the complete relief of all concerns (since seen from that perspective it’s all do-able.)  I feel it with people, places and things.  What I know is that when I feel it – no matter what generates it – I can direct the feeling into healing, and into any situation I want to aim an enhanced thought into for the purpose of creative visualization.  It feels not much different when it’s personal love, family love or romantic, sexual love. Just going from loving the formless to loving the form.  That’s what it is for me.

RELATED:  Creative visualization links here

Another lotto win; it helps that I expect it

Oh neat, I just checked my Lotto tickets for Aug 31 through Nov 5th, 2011, numbers 5-28-32-35-39-43 and won $84 plus 2 free tickets.  It helps that I expect this to happen every so often.  And I know how much I expect it and believe it by how often it happens and how much I win.

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A friend’s girlfriend has blocked me on Facebook

I wrote earlier about how instead of blocking someone, let me overcome my desire to block them.   A good friend, a platonic spiritual brother, has a non-local girlfriend who  friended me on Facebook this year.  Shortly after I wrote My two cents about working toward being together, she blocked me.   In essence, I said (relative to her) “If the two of you have made an agreement about when to be together, work toward it.   Whoever is not working toward it has a different agenda. ”  Am I irked that she blocked me?   Obviously since I’m writing this.  And yes, it’s none of my business, no matter how much I want to protect a pal.  But is my ego disappointed that she won’t see the sometimes snarky comments I make on her man’s wall?  Or am I just insensitive that, for whatever reason, her seeing my name and my comments do not give her a good feeling and she doesn’t want to deal with it right now?  That’s when I block someone, so why not her, too? And me, are my snarky comments more designed to encourage her to come join  her beloved?  Or to make her feel insecure by being openly flirtatious about him?  Forget her agenda, what’s my agenda? I either want for my friends what they want for themselves, or I don’t.   Boy, have I got some work to do on myself. In the meantime, let me see if I can just shut up now.