Showing posts with label path. Show all posts
Showing posts with label path. Show all posts
Monday, May 7, 2012
Alone...
“Not I, not anyone else, can travel that road for you; you must travel it for yourself.”
- Walt Whitman
"... AND I can walk beside you, hold your hand and offer you unconditional love and comfort..."
- Sahila ChangeBringer
with love and thanks for, and to, all the wonderful beings,
walking beside me in my life...
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Thursday, April 12, 2012
This Is Now...
"It takes courage to heal.
It takes courage to speak on behalf of the whole, to be a voice, a full expression for the Earth and for its diverse species, for all human life, for a consciousness that knows that peace is our inheritance and that our responsibility is to reveal our interdependence.
It takes courage for science and spirituality to dialogue and illuminate new possibilities for humankind.
It takes courage to reach towards the manifestation of a vision that transforms enemies into allies and disillusionment into hope.
But you were born for such a time as this."
~ James O'Dea
...another beautiful spring day here on Vashon Island...
amazing how exposure to sunlight over two consecutive days can alter my mood - for the better!
oh, and remembering that other people's moods and issues are not necessarily anything to do with/about me - they MIGHT be, but chances are they're not...
and reminding myself just to stay in this very moment, in the NOW, where everything is OK...
"When you go home to the present moment, you touch the wonders of life that are inside you and around you.
Just enjoy this moment; you don't have to wait for tomorrow to have peace and joy."
~ Thich Nhat Hanh
and reminding myself that I'm powerful and strong and can/will deal with whatever the next step is...
and that it's up to me, how this story ends and how I experience that ending...
and at the same time, while...
... I am not alone in this...
... it's all in the perspective ...
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Friday, September 9, 2011
State of the Nation...
Chaos and confusion...
...and crooked paths...
...that are found only by crawling and feeling my/our way through the jungle undergrowth...
"The Theory and Practice of Oligarchical Collectivism"
from George Orwell's 1984,
in the chapter entitled "War Is Peace",
edited by Miguel Sanchez:
In one combination or another, these three super-states are permanently at war, and have been so for the past twenty-five years. War, however, is no longer the desperate, annihilating struggle that it was in the early decades of the twentieth century. . . .
This is not to say that either the conduct of war, or the prevailing attitude towards it, has become less bloodthirsty or more chivalrous. On the contrary, war hysteria is continuous and universal in all countries, and such acts as raping, looting, the slaughter of children, the reduction of whole populations to slavery, and reprisals against prisoners which extend even to boiling and burying alive, are looked upon as normal, and, when they are committed by one's own side and not by the enemy, meritorious.
But in a physical sense war involves very small numbers of people, mostly highly-trained specialists, and causes comparatively few casualties. The fighting, when there is any, takes place on the vague frontiers whose whereabouts the average man can only guess at, or round the Floating Fortresses which guard strategic spots on the sea lanes. . .
To understand the nature of the present war -- for in spite of the regrouping which occurs every few years, it is always the same war -- one must realize in the first place that it is impossible for it to be decisive. . . The primary aim of modern warfare (in accordance with the principles of doublethink, this aim is simultaneously recognized and not recognized by the directing brains of the Inner Party) is to use up the products of the machine without raising the general standard of living.
What is concerned here is not the morale of masses, whose attitude is unimportant so long as they are kept steadily at work, but the morale of the Party itself. Even the humblest Party member is expected to be competent, industrious, and even intelligent within narrow limits, but it is also necessary that he should be a credulous and ignorant fanatic whose prevailing moods are fear, hatred, adulation, and orgiastic triumph. In other words it is necessary that he should have the mentality appropriate to a state of war. It does not matter whether the war is actually happening, and, since no decisive victory is possible, it does not matter whether the war is going well or badly. All that is needed is that a state of war should exist.
The splitting of the intelligence which the Party requires of its members, and which is more easily achieved in an atmosphere of war, is now almost universal, but the higher up the ranks one goes, the more marked it becomes. It is precisely in the Inner Party that war hysteria and hatred of the enemy are strongest. In his capacity as an administrator, it is often necessary for a member of the Inner Party to know that this or that item of war news is untruthful, and he may often be aware that the entire war is spurious and is either not happening or is being waged for purposes quite other than the declared ones: but such knowledge is easily neutralized by the technique of doublethink. Meanwhile no Inner Party member wavers for an instant in his mystical belief that the war is real, and that it is bound to end victoriously, with Oceania the undisputed master of the entire world. . .
War prisoners apart, the average citizen of Oceania never sets eyes on a citizen of either Eurasia or Eastasia, and he is forbidden the knowledge of foreign languages. If he were allowed contact with foreigners he would discover that they are creatures similar to himself and that most of what he has been told about them is lies. The sealed world in which he lives would be broken, and the fear, hatred, and self-righteousness on which his morale depends might evaporate. . .
The war, therefore, if we judge it by the standards of previous wars, is merely an imposture. It is like the battles between certain ruminant animals whose horns are set at such an angle that they are incapable of hurting one another. But though it is unreal it is not meaningless. It eats up the surplus of consumable goods, and it helps to preserve the special mental atmosphere that a hierarchical society needs. War, it will be seen, is now a purely internal affair. . .
In the past, the ruling groups of all countries, although they might recognize their common interest and therefore limit the destructiveness of war, did fight against one another, and the victor always plundered the vanquished. In our own day they are not fighting against one another at all. The war is waged by each ruling group against its own subjects, and the object of the war is not to make or prevent conquests of territory, but to keep the structure of society intact..."
This is not to say that either the conduct of war, or the prevailing attitude towards it, has become less bloodthirsty or more chivalrous. On the contrary, war hysteria is continuous and universal in all countries, and such acts as raping, looting, the slaughter of children, the reduction of whole populations to slavery, and reprisals against prisoners which extend even to boiling and burying alive, are looked upon as normal, and, when they are committed by one's own side and not by the enemy, meritorious.
But in a physical sense war involves very small numbers of people, mostly highly-trained specialists, and causes comparatively few casualties. The fighting, when there is any, takes place on the vague frontiers whose whereabouts the average man can only guess at, or round the Floating Fortresses which guard strategic spots on the sea lanes. . .
To understand the nature of the present war -- for in spite of the regrouping which occurs every few years, it is always the same war -- one must realize in the first place that it is impossible for it to be decisive. . . The primary aim of modern warfare (in accordance with the principles of doublethink, this aim is simultaneously recognized and not recognized by the directing brains of the Inner Party) is to use up the products of the machine without raising the general standard of living.
What is concerned here is not the morale of masses, whose attitude is unimportant so long as they are kept steadily at work, but the morale of the Party itself. Even the humblest Party member is expected to be competent, industrious, and even intelligent within narrow limits, but it is also necessary that he should be a credulous and ignorant fanatic whose prevailing moods are fear, hatred, adulation, and orgiastic triumph. In other words it is necessary that he should have the mentality appropriate to a state of war. It does not matter whether the war is actually happening, and, since no decisive victory is possible, it does not matter whether the war is going well or badly. All that is needed is that a state of war should exist.
The splitting of the intelligence which the Party requires of its members, and which is more easily achieved in an atmosphere of war, is now almost universal, but the higher up the ranks one goes, the more marked it becomes. It is precisely in the Inner Party that war hysteria and hatred of the enemy are strongest. In his capacity as an administrator, it is often necessary for a member of the Inner Party to know that this or that item of war news is untruthful, and he may often be aware that the entire war is spurious and is either not happening or is being waged for purposes quite other than the declared ones: but such knowledge is easily neutralized by the technique of doublethink. Meanwhile no Inner Party member wavers for an instant in his mystical belief that the war is real, and that it is bound to end victoriously, with Oceania the undisputed master of the entire world. . .
War prisoners apart, the average citizen of Oceania never sets eyes on a citizen of either Eurasia or Eastasia, and he is forbidden the knowledge of foreign languages. If he were allowed contact with foreigners he would discover that they are creatures similar to himself and that most of what he has been told about them is lies. The sealed world in which he lives would be broken, and the fear, hatred, and self-righteousness on which his morale depends might evaporate. . .
The war, therefore, if we judge it by the standards of previous wars, is merely an imposture. It is like the battles between certain ruminant animals whose horns are set at such an angle that they are incapable of hurting one another. But though it is unreal it is not meaningless. It eats up the surplus of consumable goods, and it helps to preserve the special mental atmosphere that a hierarchical society needs. War, it will be seen, is now a purely internal affair. . .
In the past, the ruling groups of all countries, although they might recognize their common interest and therefore limit the destructiveness of war, did fight against one another, and the victor always plundered the vanquished. In our own day they are not fighting against one another at all. The war is waged by each ruling group against its own subjects, and the object of the war is not to make or prevent conquests of territory, but to keep the structure of society intact..."
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Wednesday, February 2, 2011
What's the Story, Morning Glory?
In the Victorian meaning of flowers, morning glory signifies love, affection or mortality.
The flowers blossom in the morning and die by afternoon or nightfall, making them representative of the sometimes fleeting nature of affection, and of unrequited love.
But the vine produces new flowers every day during its growth season, representing the renewable nature of love.
Images of morning glory vines can be found on Victorian headstones, symbolizing mortality, mourning, the shortness of life or the hope of resurrection
Images of morning glory vines can be found on Victorian headstones, symbolizing mortality, mourning, the shortness of life or the hope of resurrection
The star-shaped flower is also symbolic of a single day each year in which the Chinese lovers, Chien Niu and Chih Neu, are allowed to meet.
According to Chinese lore, Chien Niu was a boy star who was entrusted to take care of water buffalo in the heavenly kingdom.
A girl star named Chih Neu was put in charge of seamstress duties.
They fell in love, and the romance caused them to neglect their duties.
In anger, the gods forced the young lovers to be separated on both sides of the Silver River and allowed them to meet only once during the whole year.
Am having a hard job settling to work I promised to complete...
Feeling antsy... restless...unrequited! (not in love, but in life!)
Easy-peasey writing job, promising plentiful greenbacks, need the moolah,
Heart's not in it...
What does that say?
Self sabotage?
Can beggars be choosers?
Can I convince myself that 'the ends justify the means'?
Or is it time to 'walk the talk' some more and say "yes" only to things that make my heart sing?
Follow the path with heart?
LYRICS:
All your dreams are made
When you're chained to (your) mirror with (your) razor blade
Today's the day that all the world will see
Another sunny afternoon
(I'm) walking to the sound of your favorite tune
Tomorrow never knows what it doesn't know too soon
Need a little time to wake up
Need a little time to wake up wake up
Need a little time to wake up
Need a little time to rest your mind
You know you should so I guess you might as well
What's the story morning glory?
Well
(you) need a little time to wake up
Wake up well
What's the story morning glory?
Well
Need a little time to wake up
Wake up
(Cos) all your dreams are made
Now you're chained to the mirror with your razor blade
Today's the day that all the world will see
(It's) another sunny afternoon
Yeah I'm walking to the sound of my favorite tune
Tomorrow doesn't know what it doesn't know too soon
Need a little time to wake up
Need a little time to wake up
Need a little time to wake up
Need a little time to rest your mind
You know you should so I guess that you might as well
What's the story morning glory?
Well
Need a little time to wake up, wake up
Well
What's the story morning glory?
Well
Need a little time to wake up, wake up
Well
What's the story morning glory?
Well
Need a little time to wake up, wake up
Well
What's the story morning glory?
Well?
I just don't want to help perpetuate
the current paradigm any longer...
I need a
spiritually,
spiritually,
environmentally,
socially,
economically,
enlightened
PATRON
PATRON
who will support
my writing
and activism work!!!
my writing
and activism work!!!
Roll up, roll up
whoever,
wherever,
you are...
whoever,
wherever,
you are...
The Time Is Now!
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Monday, December 13, 2010
Recurring Patterns...
One of the things I do is help people uncover and then step out of recurring patterns of choice and behaviour that are not helpful to living a loving, abundant life...
We all have one or two main patterns of which most of us are unaware.
These patterns come from core beliefs we have, beliefs we've picked up over the years about who we are and how life is.
Usually these beliefs and patterns are so ingrained we're not even consciously aware of them.
So we are, in effect, living on "auto pilot", living by a set of rules and strategies that keep us locked in the past, that stop us from living in the now, from living authentically...
I too, have a couple of patterns in which I occasionally get stuck ... and I keep uncovering unhelpful beliefs about myself and life that sabotage my efforts to live free.
One of my patterns is to get carried away by the "potential" of a person or relationship or situation...
To be so enthused by that glowing 'potential' I can sense, that I'm blinded to what will likely be the reality of that person, relationship or situation...
I've had this pattern since I was young and I'm still doing it - I'm currently dealing with the consequences of living from that pattern in my housing situation... Damn!
But the benefit of knowing what are my patterns and beliefs, comes in being able to step out of the pattern, stop it much earlier in the process.
Each pattern has choice points, and I can make different (better?) choices earlier in the pattern - in fact as soon as I realise I'm doing the pattern again...
I no longer have to play it out right to the end...
And practice makes perfect...
If you want help uncovering your core beliefs and breaking out of your patterns so that you're making authentic choices, contact me either through the comments section or via email at sahila@metamind-spirit.com
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