General note to the public: It's good to take the time to read the comments of others--therein is the belly of the blogbeast. In the event I continue in these here parts, I think I'm going to start culling certain comments and throwing them out as posts. Because you ought to know, as Alanis tells us.
Also, the stuff about prayer is at the end.
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Gemini May 21 - June 21
For Saturday, March 22 -It's important to be as honest as you can be today, but you also need to be very careful about who you tell the shocking truth to. If you spill all of your secrets to the wrong people, it will only overwhelm them. You could shock them, in the wrong way. And when someone is shocked or overwhelmed, they are apt to go share what they just found out with the wrong person! Take your time deciding who can handle the truth today -- the obvious people are not necessarily the right people.
It's Saturday. I've worked like a fucking dog all week (yes, I'm still whining and yes, I'm having a HUGE pity party on top of it) and you'll have to excuse me but I'm not taking one more minute of my time "deciding" anything about anyone. I don't know who can or can't "handle" or who is "obvious" or "right". I'm currently trying to navigate my own swirl, thank you. Someone else is going to have to sit in judgmentland for the next few days.
Now, while I'm having a sip, let me dash off some thoughts in response to those comments from the other day...
thailandchani said...
Seat of the Soul is the first book I read when I ended up in a heap in Tucson in 1994. I've re-read it multiple times since then and still get something new from it every time.
After reading this I'm wondering about my own space-time location when first intersecting with The Seat of the Soul. I know it had to be someplace painful and full of deep existential (for lack of a better word) suffering and angst because, well, that seems to this lifetime's dominant leitmotiv. I do recall being blown away seeing my "knowing" about the nature of this reality in print--things I had not discussed with others for a variety of reasons.
As I've said before, there is much about this particular book that resonates and it's as close to a "bible" as I own. Like you, I learn again and again with each return.
After reading this I'm also wondering about heaps...and if I would classify myself as being in one right. this. second...
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jazzmaster said...
Hey, Doc...I wish I had some stellar advice to share... But I don't. I've determined that 'advising' is probably not my forte. I can, however, share with you that I had very similar thoughts just last night. My circumstances, troubles, fears, etc. are, of course, very different from yours (we're all on our own paths, afterall), BUT... I sat down in the dark, quiet house before going to bed last night and I listened. It's funny how different your home sounds when it's dark and quiet. You can hear things (loudly, sometimes) that you usually just overlook (or would that be overlisten?). Whatever. That's not the point I was trying to make. I started to think about other trying or difficult times I've faced in the past. When I look at them now, they don't seem quite as big, black and ominous as they did then. And... Things worked out. Rarely the way I thought they would (or should), but they worked out nevertheless. It reminded me that "This, too, shall pass." It is going to be OK. Tomorrow is another day... And another opportunity for me to LIVE. We are blessed to have the opportunity to love and to learn. So... Enough rambling. I hope you know that things will work out for you, too. Keep the faith.:) PS - It's good to have you back.
On some level I know things are as they "should" be, Jazz, and there are also times when the trees are thick and no forest seems to exist and I can easily lose my perspective. You would think repeated trips to the woods and frequent reminders there is a path at the end of the road would be enough to change my nearsighted lens but, evidently, I am stunningly myopic.(laughter and more laughter) Human.
And I totally appreciate your compassion here. After reading your words about listening in the house at night, I've deliberately taken a few moments each evening after putting out the light to settle quietly and listen and be. Thank you for that. It helped remind me of a way to reconnect.
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susan said...
What a welcome back to work! Something is not right there. You are my friend, and I wish that your work situation was better. Sigh. By the way, my word verification is worgtof. Sounds to me like work tough. Appropriate. Oh wait. I am wrong. It is u org tof. You are tough. Well, that is better.
Yes, something is not "right" and I must remain patient until the magic door(s) open. (I still try knocking and pulling the bloody doorknob every now and then to see if it's "time" but at least I don't stand there endlessly banging or bashing my head anymore.) Until then I try to remember Mother Theresa's words about blooming where we are planted. I'm working on trusting that is the way.
Over fifty years of practice and I still don't totally trust. I'm such a beginner. (laughing again)
Thank you for your ongoing support. You are a dear and trusted friend and you know it. (smiling)
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flutter said...
It's good to see you back. Maybe I should be reading Seat of the Soul.
Thank you. And, oh yes, do. I'd be very interested in your feedback.
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Interplanet Janet said...
I am writing and recording a song inspired completely by you. It is called "Samsara". It is about the perplexity and bewilderment, yet inevitability and power and magnificence of re-birth. When it is done, I will send you the file (but don't hold your breath - it has a long way to go yet.) :) I hope it becomes as beautiful as you are, truly. I love you, Wendy. You.Deserve.Better.
My buddy, my ever-cheering angel buddy, you always bring smiles and hope. It's hard to imagine I inspire anyone. I must admit, that really gave me pause. My mind doesn't go to such places. I easily recognize and appreciate the gifts I get from others but never stop and consider any reciprocal effects. Never. Until now. That might sound odd coming from a therapist, huh, and it's as true as we are "blue".
Perplexity and bewilderment. (laughter) Yeah, you've got that spot on.
And I love you, too, and thank you for telling me I deserve better. This moved me deeply. It also gave me great pause and I spent several moments taking it in. Breathing it in.
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Maithri said...
Love Gary Z. And I love your posts... So refresingly human, brimming over with deep wisdom and soft light. Sending you a day worthy of all that you give... With love, M
Kind words. And refreshingly human, you say? It must be all that swearing I feel comfortable doing around here. (smiling)
"A day worthy of all that I give." There were many levels of healing in these words, Maithri. I've never heard them before. I read them and cried. Thank you for this. You burn bright.
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MarmiteToasty said...
(((((Wendy)))) welcome back matie.....I to am wrapped in a blanket of fear, with labels of confusion and 'what the fucks' hanging off the corners of me blanket.... Woke Monday to the news that Im another $160 a week down....that 320 down a week all within a month.... on top of everything else that is piling high on me shoulders, oh well, as they say, something will turn up, or, its for a reason, or there a short rope in the shed and I have directions to a tall tree........ I know one thing, Janet and Mabel are sure looking fucking tasty LOL..... So I wrap me blanket around me self and keep to meself and try and work out the best course of action for everyone I have to support and I put my needs on the back burner and just put on 'that smile'.....Missed you girl..... and the flowers are BEAUTIFUL..... lmfao my work verification ---- fuk uuzu --- LMFAO its a sign I tell ya...x
Oh Mel, you always make me laugh. I understand and can match you on the money and blanket bit. If I had a shed, however, there wouldn't be a rope in it unless I was fixing to tie some things (or ones). Every therapist knows guns are the real deal for the serious-minded, task-oriented crowd.
And good thing I don't eat chicken.
Your lads keep you strong...and here.
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Angela said...
Welcome back. I missed you! And if you want, I'll come kick the ass of the powers that be for you. Because I'm not quite that enlightened yet. It could totally work in your favor, W. Think about it.....
Thank you! I've been thinking about it and I am considering your offer. You know, this could pan out if we include Nina. It might be a way to establish her college fund if we take your act on the road. There's plenty of work for the unenlightened (well, maybe it's really enlightened) in my business.
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And then the "killer":
A.Decker said...
50 years, or so, ago, I asked my dad and got what I've thought of as a 'non-answer' --in that he clearly heard me, but acted like he didn't-- to a question I would now like to put to you, PT, if I may: How do you pray? Also, and this part I wouldn't have dared ask dad: to what exactly do you pray? I've heard prayer and meditation differentiated thusly: whereas prayer is talking to god, meditation is listening to god. The meditation part I can go with, 'cause it's good to listen, even if there's no god. What's left of my thoughts about god is that he/she/it is actually 'higher' levels of human mind, and it would seem to me it behooves us to open up and embrace that, rather than talk to it like it's something separate from us. Does this make sense?Is there real value in having a god, 'cause I'm afraid I just can't, any more. That ain't nearly as sad as it sounds, either.;-p Anyway, I was just wondering, if you don't mind, how you go about this prayer, which seems of immense value to you. (Makes me wonder if I'm missing something ;-)
(crossing self, recklessly diving in without edit or too much thought lest she spontaneously combust as such a litany of query is bookworthy in response, Andrew, I mean Jesus, I could write a freakin' novel to you given I had the time and energy because these are stellar things you address and bring to light, just grand, and how the heck do you really expect me to get out everything I have in my head, my heart, my soul regarding matters I hold to be the cornerstone of existence, huh, Andrew, huh, well how?) (smiling very big)
Here is my answer. It just came to me as I walked away for a minute to refill my cup. Ready? It's multi-layered and deceptively simple:
The voice told me to tell you to read the book, The Seat of the Soul.
I swear.
And because I don't want you to think I'm flipping you off in anyway whatsoever, I will say this to a few specific things: I pray because that's all there is sometimes. I pray because I have a strong sense it matters. I pray because there are times I have prayed and the most bizarre and unusual things have happened very shortly thereafter that I cannot explain, that science cannot, IMHO, "explain", and I am awed each and every time it happens. I pray because, even though I have been shown one hundred thrillion times I am not alone, I experience "alone" the majority of the time in this plane of existence. (I need frequent reminders, reassurances, signs.) I pray because research has demonstrated it has a measurable effect on outcome. I pray because, as I began and to come full circle, that's all there is sometimes.
What I pray to is ineffable and even if I could describe it, I would not attempt to do so for a gazillion reasons, the main one being I do not know how. That is another answer I give to you: I do not know how and I do not know. And these things, while seemingly uncomfortable, are not necessarily so. I do, however, Know, and that is a horse of an entirely different color. Also ineffable. Are you still with me here?
How I pray varies. Usually, I talk...a lot...from the deepest place within that I experience as I. Sometimes it sounds like favorite author, Anne Lamott: Help me, help me, help me. (She cracks me up. Read her: Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith). Usually it is a pouring out and on...a flow...an uninterrupted, uncensored cry, call...for something. Usually, I feel a need to be heard and I am at my wits end. After I am done talking, I listen. I spend more time listening than talking. There are many ways to pray. Go ask ancient ecstatic poet, Rumi--he'll tell you. (Check out: The Illuminated Rumi by Coleman Barks and Michael Green. It's a gorgeous book.) As for the scientifically researched efficacy of different styles of prayer, read most anything by physician/scientist, Larry Dossey, MD. Some folks like and "believe" in directed prayer, others free-form it. I'm a big free-former, been that way since day One.
There's more. Good guggamugga, there's so much more. Hope this helps. And you're smiling.
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20 consider The Way:
I think prayer is important to every human being somehow..tend to think that it's just in our make-up.. we need to believe, and have faith in Someone Bigger than we are.. if you're getting my drift.. some people choose to pray to buddha or whoever.. some 'wish' upon stars.. or 'talk to the hills' (oh you know.. like that song Clint Eastwood sang in "Paint Your Wagon")...
Me? I pray to God. It's soothing to me to talk to Him.. and I see results.. He acts on my behalf, I know He does. Can't say anything else, having seen all the things He's done for me since '06, you know?
And He knows that praying to Him.. talking to Him, just as easy as I'd talk to any of you.. keeps me from screaming out in the midst of all the crap... keeps me from having crippling panic attacks... I just have the need to put it all in His Hands..
I don't mean to get all religious on you.. and I'm sure this isn't as eloquent as it should be.. (sometimes I have such trouble getting my thoughts down on the screen in the way I really want to)... but anyway...
That's a few thoughts on the subject from my corner of the world tonight... where I'm about ready to go and dye some eggs for my kiddos now...
Happy Easter! ((hugs)) (Hey.. Wendy, we need to try again sometime soon, to see if we can actually connect on the phone, instead of playing tag again, huh? :o) )
Who´s peaking out from under a stairway
Calling a name that´s lighter than air
Who´s bending down to give me a rainbow
Everyone knows it´s Wendy.
Who´s tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin´ at everybody she sees
Who´s reachin´ out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it´s Wendy.
And Wendy has stormy eyes
That flash at the sound of lies
And Wendy has wings that fly
Above the clouds, above the clouds.
Who´s trippin´ down the streets of the city
Smilin´ at everybody she sees
Who´s reachin´ out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it´s Wendy.
Oye, there aint no problem with finding a short rope in me shed and looking for a tall tree to make a 'swing' with lol....
And over here that would be the best 'other' bet cos guns aint 2 a penny, and all I'd have is me lads BB gun and me skull is to fucking thick for a BB to penetrate, knowing my luck it would get me in the eye and blind me and then I would be in a nut house with only one eye besides me draggy leg and weeping hump :)....
The lads keep me INSANE ya loon lol......
I dont do 'god' never like to put my fate and future in anyones elses hands..... but I sure do do chocolate and red wine...... so CHEERS and happy Easter :)
HAPPY EASTER SUNDEE to you my dear precious friend......
much love, always X
Of course, you're completely right about it all happening in comments. That's what makes this blog stuff all web 2.0, er, social media, community.
At these times I ask, no, I internally yell if I'm freaked out, for assistance and then let go, stepping aside with calm assurance whatever happens next--be it words entering my mind, feelings in my heart or visceral knowings godknowswhere--is exactly what is needed.
Hmmmm.... I guess I'm sort of doing that all the time. I don't know where it's gotten me (and how much better this mess o' mine might be if I'd not gotten so good at letting go), but it's all I know how to do now.
As for God, well, I just know that there's a spiritual energy component to life. I know because I can feel it, have seen its power; and, believing in its existence is just one step away from believing in there being some unifying force to which that energy is tied. I don't pretend to have found the One True Way beyond believing that absolute certainty of rectitude is our flaw, that the need to be right, the need to be the one who gets to decide, has caused us grief and pain ever since Eve grabbed that apple anyway.
I pray to God too. Constantly. I try to keep my energy connected to the unifying force. Chocolate and red wine are good too.
Dotcalm
The first time I picked up seat of the soul it was as if someone placed it on the shelf just for me.
It was the first time I realized that relationships can be as addictive as drugs. Having just left rehab this was a methaphor I could relate to.
Peanut,
Yes, I agree about humans seeming to be "hardwired" towards, um, something. The "God Gene". (Interesting book, too, but I must admit the author's presentation didn't hold my attention and it now sits on the shelf partially read.)
You mention stars. Funny, they're probably the one tangible "thing" I can say I actually talk/pray to on a regular basis. Have since childhood. Home, ya know?
And I just read it is a Gypsy custom to place those about to die under the canopy of the night sky. It is believed the soul travels faster without obstacle. That feels so "right".
You weren't "getting all religious" on me and, even if you were, I'd find a way to manage it. And you were, are, eloquent as hell. I love it when you open and share like this. I love it when EVERYONE does. (Hence my work path, lol.)
Thank you for opening.
(smiling).
Hope you and the kids are having some quality time together.
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JanetBlue,
Ooooohhhh. I haven't had anyone sing that to me in a long, long time. Seeing the words in print brought a smile. There's some truth in there, yes there is.
Thank you, thank you.
I feel as if I can never thank you enough.
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Marmettini,
I dont do 'god' never like to put my fate and future in anyones elses hands
Well I'm not overly fond of it myself (only beginning to practice with any sense of skill, rebellious student that I am) but how do you manage to "avoid" that which appears to be inevitable? You and I, we do the "signs" thing as a matter of course. Isn't receiving that kind of information and factoring it in a means of letting go on some level? And just where do you think those signs originate from in the first place, missy? Wine? Chocolate? (lol)
Do tell.
And Happy Easter to you and the boys. (smiling)
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Sophmomocles,
it's all I know how to do now
Like you, I do "it" all the time and I have found there are specific times it appears as if my efforts are responded to more intensely than others.
I've observed this phenomenon:
In general, when I am in a state of critical distress (about self or another), my "calls" for guidance/assistance are answered differently than when I put forth a request while anxious or upset. Both get heard, I just Know it, but there is a definite time lag in the answering.
Don't ask me why but, for me, mild anxiety yields a 2 to 3 day response time, urgent matters get answers as the request goes out--simultaneous. Whatever. I'm rambling.
that the need to be right, the need to be the one who gets to decide, has caused us grief and pain
You are speaking about truth and "the Way" and these are similar words I've heard you use about other folks in life. Patterns, eh? "Issues" with "God", "issues" with significant life figures...it's all the same, all roads leading us to Rome..the self...and home. Again.
I so love your sharings, too.
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hele,
Oh. my. yes. Relationships as addiction. What's not, ya know? (lol) What doesn't have the potential to be a source of learning, pain, suffering, growth? (lol)
I love the feeling accompanying the Knowing something has been set up for me...when I Know the Universe has orchestrated something on my behalf...and I get the "hit". It never feels like a soft hello, ya know, more of a deep visceral, "whoa", followed by a "oh my God". Very cool. BEST!
Hello to you, by the way. Good to see your little face again. (smiling and shining)
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Well, to me, those signs are from MY inner soul, they are processing stuff and shifting it around and unjumbling stuff and then trying to file it in the right pigeonholes in my heart soul or mind..... and then its up to me whether to reach in that pigeonhole and suss and sort and figure shit out....and to 'feel' whether my inner soul is leading me in the right direction....(sometimes it goes on holiday without telling me and get it wrong lol)
ok that makes me sound fucking crazy LMFAO - but I know what I mean... :)
And the chocolate and strawberry wine is all Ive had all day lol....... and even though I dont do the god thingie, this is the first Easter Sunday Ive spend all day on me own from morning til, lets see....well its just after 10pm here and still no one but me is home.... many firsts this past year for me, many pigeonholes..... its a sign ya know lol..... so Im a little tipsy and stuffed with chocolate lmfao.... ok so I nicked one of me lads eggs, they should of been here to eat it and not leave it in the fridge :)
oh and your first picture, I have an exact little stone heart like that, which I carry in me pocket and touch and rub when I need to, and it makes me smile....... its like a blankie LMFAO.....
hic hic hic :).......
Well its bitterly cold here and we have had NO central heating or hot water since Wednesday and I had to drink something to warm me up :)
ok waffling here lol.... Im not crazy your honour, honest :)
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hmmmm... quality time....
You and I sure do have a LOT of catching up to do, hon. Lots I don't blog about or share in the gumbies...
D'ya want to set up a phone date soon? Got SOOOOOO much to tell ya, girl... some of it good...some of it not so good... one of the things I just find gut-achingly funny!!!!!
:o)
The universe seems wondrous to me, with or without God. It has powerful lines and uncompromising ways. Patience and time sit like sages on the planets, strong and impersonal.
There is a stark beauty to all of this.
(Real Life Preacher).
I have been off in wondrous awe of the world, I still have no answers, the questions I have, as soon as they escape, create, and beget more questions..
One time all our electricity was out (and overnight) so we camped outside on the lawn to try and keep cool. The sky and stars and moon and celestial chatter was unbelievable; the most spectacular show to see from earth...it was perfect.
Just call me celestial Pam..
Aussie aussie aussie oi oi oi..
oh Oh OH, Peanut, what are the rest of us Gumbies? 'chopped liver' aye? aye? - (thats obviously lambs liver cos I cant do pork) lol...
Its ok, us other gumbies will just go turn into liver pate LOL... we know when we aint loved :(
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Interesting pattern you note about response timing. The pattern that's jumped out at me is my consistent surprise at God's answers. Somehow they're always just what I asked for and nothing at all like I expected.
Wow... Such wonderful insights. I really do like this spot in the universe.
So... If I may, I would like to share my thoughts on 'God'. I grew up in a religious family (catholic), but the older I got, the less I bought in to their definition of God and life and why we're here and all that kind of stuff, which set me out on my own search for 'the truth'.
Now, I don't have a list of truths for everyone (mainly because I'm still a learner myself), but there are some things I've discovered and some theories I've developed that help keep me on course.
Prayer and Meditation are at the top of this list. I think it's short-sighted to think that we're alone in this universe. At the same time, the idea of this old guy with a long beard who knows all and sees all seems pretty far-fetched.
There is an energy, though, that holds things together (both physically and metaphorically). Science knows this... But can't say from where this energy comes. Just as this energy holds our cells together, I think it holds US together. And, I think that energy is God... And we know and express this energy through Love. It may sound trite to say it, but I really do believe that God Is Love.
When I pray, I am focusing my thoughts toward this energy. Sometimes this is part of the running commentary in my head... Sometimes I am asking for specific answers or signs (or just good advice)... And sometimes I, too, am screaming for help. One thing I've noticed, though, is that I don't seem to ever get an answer while I'm asking the questions. They tend to come later... When I let go... Give up 'control'.
This is where I find meditation to be phenomenal. When I'm in a very relaxed state... Just barely floating, really... Answers come to me. Sometimes pictures, sometimes voices, sometimes I just 'know'. And I'm amazed and thankful every time it happens.
Which is something I haven't really seen mentioned yet. Being thankful. I find a lot of my prayers are just quick words of thanks... Even for the little things (like a good parking space or hitting 4 green lights in a row when I'm running late). Appreciation for what we have is certainly an important part of my tao.
I think we are completely responsible for what we do and how we live in this life. However, I've seen too much to believe that there isn't something greater than our human existence.
Happy Easter. It is a time of rebirth.
chopped liver?
Nahhhhh... not you Marmie... no offense was truly intended.. and I hope that you didn't truly take any... I've just been hoping to connect with Wendy for a while, to have a chat..
After dinner, I'll maybe post sommat to the gumbies then.. just I know that one person at least didn't react well to what I had been telling.. no names... so that's why I kinda backed off a bit...
/sigh
Marmy,
Well, to me, those signs are from MY inner soul, they are processing stuff and shifting it around and unjumbling stuff and then trying to file it in the right pigeonholes in my heart soul or mind..... and then its up to me whether to reach in that pigeonhole and suss and sort and figure shit out
Agreed.
And where, exactly, is your inner soul? From whence does it originate? Curious as to your thoughts on this.
(I'm eating basmati rice, oil cured olives and lentils topped with a yummy (believe it or not)cauliflower caper sauce and a wet, wet ,wet martini on the side so I'm feeling pretty fine as I type tonight. Life might not be so good but my cooking sho nuff is and that soothes the hedonist in me so I'm quite satisfied...sassified?) (lol)
If it was a dry red wine I could see helping you out but some sweet business? Naw, I'll stick with what I've got. And you know I'm not the dessertatarian in the crowd. I couldn't care less about sugary things. Pasta, really good bread? Another matter entirely. :)
And yeah it's been a year. One forkin' HELLuva year I'd say.
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Peanut,
Yes, I'm sorry I've been so unavailable in my "downtime". I've really needed the peace and quiet far from the madding crowd in order to rejuvenate. I hope you understand.
Might be able to do a quickie some evening later this week. I have so many folks I feel a need with which to re-establish connection. I owe, I owe and off to work I go...have gone. Whatever. Forgive me.
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Sophmomocles,
God's answers. Somehow they're always just what I asked for and nothing at all like I expected.
Oh my, yes. A big part of the "whoa, cool" aspect of it all.
It's good to be open to receive whatever form "it" arrives. Part of the "fun", methinks, part of the lighthearted aspect of Universe-to-Human communication.
I'm as serious as the next motherfucker but it sure is great when I get to laugh at the cosmic playfulness and funniness of it all.
End ramble.
Waiter!
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Jazz, *sigh*, good lord, where to begin.
There is an energy, though, that holds things together (both physically and metaphorically). Science knows this... But can't say from where this energy comes. Just as this energy holds our cells together, I think it holds US together. And, I think that energy is God... And we know and express this energy through Love. It may sound trite to say it, but I really do believe that God Is Love.
Eloquent and perfectly stated. I am in complete agreement. (Not that that matters a hill of beans.)
As for answers to prayer coming in as the query goes out...this phenomenon seems to occur when help is requested for others. The turnaround response time and, I might go so far as to say the "type" of response, is absolutely different when I am on my proverbial prayer knees in service to others. Whatever.
As for gratitude...when I am awake and aware enough to "catch" the gifts being offered my way (making those successive green lights, the parking space opening exactly where I want and need it at a given moment) I say thanks. I do and then some. It is good to acknowledge receipt, I am so filled with awe my "thank yous" are uttered aloud with head shaking wonderment and big smiles. So cool, so very cool.
I think we are completely responsible for what we do and how we live in this life.
Well, if I could pick one mantra it would be thus.
Thanks again for your depth of sharing. It is good to meet kindred on the path.
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Pam, girl, I see I am "out of order". I apologize. You are certainly not last or least in my book. (Just suffering from a touch of fatigue and burnt brain cells at the dimming of this day.)
Patience and time sit like sages on the planets, strong and impersonal.
Hrm, Yes, I have wondered about that. A part of me does not feel much is impersonal "here". I mean, I accept the lessons and guidance have an element of detachment (for lack of a better word) as no one can live our lives, make our ultimate decisions for us, nor should they, but it feels too "oogy" to internalize too much of a level of distance. I want my Universe close! I want and need to feel their presence! I have my own attachment issues, lol, lol, lol!!!!!
And I adore stark beauty, the music of the spheres. Nothing "gets" me like ambient space music. I could float on soundscapes forever...they are forever for me...
Real life preacher? Ya are? You?
Ohhh, care to share more sometime?
So happy to see your shining light here again. I was a bit worried about your, well, beingness. I sensed a ripple in the cosmic fabric and wondered...just wondered.
You are a sun.
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Hi. I followed you here from your comment on my guest post at Flutter's. I do love me some Anne Lamott. She gives me hope that I can find a spiritual system some day that works in a way that the evangelical missionary Christian one in which I was raised doesn't.
I'm smiling, and astonished. As I read through, down to your reply to me, I started thinkin', "maybe I should go ahead and read The Seat of the Soul", intriguing since I saw him talk about it on Oprah, years ago. Then you up and recommend just that. Hmmm...I'm open. There is something alive and at least as aware as we are, deeper and more basic than the shit we think.
Godamighty, I feel for you, woman. I know you care, and your profession hurts, a lot--hell, maybe it's just being alive that hurts? (twisted laughter)
Life outside the computer is calling, just know you have touched, moved someone here today. It all seems to be dovetailing too much. You make a lot of sense, to me, in your response. And I'm gonna follow up on at least some, if not all, of the reading you recommend. I will get back to you on this. Trust me, something has shifted tonight.
For now, I'll have a sip in your honor, and hope you're still here when I want to tell you more about it.
(If it hurts, it's alive. Didn't somebody say that?)
Thank You, Doc, Thank You.
<3
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