If a Soul Fails to Improve

Q) If a soul fails to improve itself, what becomes of it?
(A) That's why the reincarnation, why it reincarnates; that it may have the opportunity. Can the will of man continue to defy its Maker?

Edgar Cayce Reading 826-8

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2006 is not off to a good start. Almost a million people were gathered
in
Times Square with a clean shot at Regis Philbin, and not one of them
had the
guts to take him out.


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[It's Not Easy Being Green, and That's Good]

With America losing The War on Drugs, Terror and even Christmas, it's
nice
to see we're winning The War on something: our environment.

Global warming is increasing, the oil reserves are drying up, and we
lose
another endangered species every five minutes. I could not be happier.
Destroying the environment is good.

Let me put it another way. Let's say Jessica Alba's ass is the Arctic
National Wildlife Refuge. Sure it looks perfect and pristine. But
honestly, how much better would it look if someone was tapping it, am I
right?

Global warming may lead to extreme weather. But extreme weather leads
to
extremely entertaining video. I never get tired of watching some shaky
amateur footage and hearing someone say, "Gee, maybe we should have
evacuated."just before they scream and the screen goes black. Plus,
in
spite of the cheesy disaster anthems, we often get a couple excellent
disaster relief concerts.

It's good to use up all of the oil now instead of leaving it for future
generations. You know they would squander it. Why should we deprive
ourselves of topless hot oil wrestling just so some future generation
can
fuel their jetpack to go to school? Let's find a new energy source
buried
in Arkansas, or some pushover country like Denmark.

Killing endangered species might seem wrong. But unless we kill them,
we're
never going to know if their blood contains the cure for cancer, or if
their
guts can make a better tennis racket, or if their liver tastes like a
bit of
heaven; smeared on a cracker with a dollop of creme fraiche.

Destroying the environment is progress. Anyone who disagrees better be
living naked in a cave. And I don't know what they're living on,
because
last time I checked you needed to kill something if you wanted to eat.
The
government scientists are never going to get off their asses and build
really cool dome houses on Mars, unless we completely devastate and use
up everything here on Earth.

So, climb into your SUV, light up your cigar, and drive down the street
to
pick up your teak end tables. And if on your way you see a rare grey
squirrel crossing the road, steer into him. Do your part.


[Let's Make 2006 the Hatiest Year Ever!]

----- Original Message -----

From: Fermidha
Sent: Monday, December 19, 2005 5:00 AM
Subject: RE:The Koran

Dear Sir/Madam,

Why are the American people on the whole determined to destroy and put
down
the religion of Islam.
Could it be that this beautiful religion makes you nervous?
Could it be that this beautiful religion has all the answers where
yours
could not give you a straight and true answer even if all your
religious
leaders tried?
You would not see a Muslim degrading the Christian religion and do you
know
why? Because we respect other religions and your prophets are our
prophets.

This is just to tell you please think carefully before you insult our
religion, because in doing that you are also insulting your prophets
who are
also part of our religion.

GOD BLESS YOU AND YOURS

Regards,
Fermidha

(Editor's Note: You refer to me as sir/madam because you didn't know
who'd
be receiving this. I'm going to refer to you as sir/madam because your
name
is Fermidha, which sounds like some overly spiced food dish that will
leave
me howling on the toilet all night and yet provides no clue as to your
gender. So, to answer your question sir/madam, no one is out to destroy
your
religion. We're out to make money by selling shirts that only a
mentally
challenged caveman would think was powerful enough to bring down an
entire
religion. If shirts wielded that kind of magical power I'd be enjoying
a
good fuck in all 3 of my major orifices by solid gold penises, while
watching a panda fight an alligator for my amusement. Currently I can
only
afford 2 solid gold penises. Now go get angry while us regular folks
stay
perfectly calm and laugh. Oh, and try not to fly a plane into our
website.
And if Islam holds all of the answers, ask it where I left the extra
set of
keys to my beach house on Maui.)

Faults in others

Faults in others are first reflected in self. When such conditions arise in the experience of an entity, there should be first those considerations of that in self that has produced such a reflection, so that the God shining through any activity is lost sight of by self in the fellow man; especially one that is seeking for the spiritual activities in a material plane, and he that would gain the world and lose self's own soul has lost all.

Edgar Cayce Reading 452-3

Darth Vader

 
 

Nothing Grows

Nothing grows, nothing remains alone unless dead. A mind, a body that sits alone and considers the outside and never turning that within to the out, nor that without from within, soon finds drosses setting up in the system; for development is change. Change is the activity of knowledge from within. Learn to live! Then there is no death, save the transition, when desired.

Edgar Cayce Reading 900-465

Your inherent mind is buddha

Few people believe their
Inherent mind is Buddha.
Most will not take this seriously,
And therefore are cramped.
They are wrapped up in illusions, cravings,
Resentments, and other afflictions,
All because they love the cave of ignorance.

Fenyang

Enlightenment

Enlightenment is like the moon reflected on the water.
The moon does not get wet, nor is the water broken.
Although its light is wide and great,
The moon is reflected even in a puddle an inch wide.
The whole moon and the entire sky
Are reflected in one dewdrop on the grass.

Dogen

An Experience

An experience, then, is not only a happening, but what is the reaction in your own mind? What does it do to you to make your life, your habits, your relationships to others of a more helpful nature, with a more hopeful attitude?
These are the criterions for every individual's experience--sincerity of purpose, of desire; putting the whole law into effect in the activities--which is to love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, thy mind, thy body, and thy neighbor as thyself.
This is the whole law. All the other things given or written are only the interpreting of same.
Then what does such a proclaiming preclude? From what basis is the reasoning drawn? What is the purpose of an individual experience of an entity or soul into the earth at any given period?
These answered then give a background for the interpreting of why.

Edgar Cayce Reading 1567-2

Absolute Awareness

Chester challenged the Master concerning Buddha. The Master listened as Chester claimed Buddha seemed to ignore God. "Buddha is known as the enlightened one. But I read that it claims even the gods trembled when Buddha announced he could see past their illusions. Buddha didn't seem to be connected to God."

The Master sipped his tea then began, "Buddha was familiar with the teachings of the Supreme Personality of the Godhead from the teachings of the Hindu priests that attended the court. When Buddha achieved the enlightened state he connected completely to the state of Absolute Awareness which trancends all created realities."

Happy Turkey Eve

I hope your all safe,and full of turkey and stuffing,and yams,and those little sweet gerkins,and olives,green and black,along with rolls,and pumpkin pie.My Uncle Harold used to pile up everything he liked onto my plate..Which was a problem,as he liked everything.Didnt hurt me one bit to try all those foods..Just didnt think it was fun at the time.I wish I could eat one more thanksgiving dinner at grandma and grampas..I'd even give Grandma Donis some sugar!Its been 14 years since I got to have turkey with my family..1200 miles is a long ways.Now they moved even further away to New Mexico.Las Crucis. Maybe they will run into that idiot who wants the crosses removed from the city logo.May the fleas from a thousand camels infest his armpits.

Spread the light

(Q) What is God's plan for me in assisting the furtherance of His kingdom here on this planet, so that I may accomplish the greatest good with whatever talents I may possess?
(A) Brighten the corner where thou art from day to day. Let not a day go by without speaking to someone with the smile of the face and eye reminding them that somebody cares, and it is Jesus!

Edgar Cayce Reading 3357-1

Cleanse Your Mind

For how does one cleanse the mind? By the pouring out, the forgetting, the laying aside of those things that easily beset and filling same with pure, fresh water that is of the eternal life, that is of the eternal goodness as may be found in Him who is the light, the way, the truth, the vine, the bread of life and the water of life. These things are those influences that purify.

Edgar Cayce Reading 1620-1

The Throne of Grace

Think on This ...
There is that access, then, that way, to the Throne of grace, of mercy, of peace, of understanding, within thine own self. For He has promised to meet thee in thine own temple, in thine own body, through thine own mind . . . And then enter into the holy of holies, within thine own consciousness; turn within; see what has prompted thee. And He has promised to meet thee there. And there shall it be told thee from within the steps thou shouldst take day by day, step by step. Not that some great exploit, some great manner of change should come within thine body, thine mind, but line upon line, precept upon precept, here a little, there a little. For it is, as He has given, not the knowledge alone but the practical application--in thine daily experience with thy fellow man--that counts.

Edgar Cayce Reading 922-1

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Be the peace you seek

Never so act, in any manner, in any inclination, that there may ever be an experience of regret within self. Let the moves and the discourteousness, the unkindness, all come from the other. Better to be abased . . . and have the peace within!
. . . act ever in the way ye would like to be acted toward. No matter what others say or even do, do as ye would be done by; and then the peace that has been promised is indeed thine own.

Edgar Cayce Reading 1183-3

deckview

This is the view from the house where I worked a little this past week..Lake Sammamish Wa.
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Presidents Bush tour the Relief zone
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Energy Fields

The universe is an infinite agglomeration of energy fields, resembling threads of light.

These energy fields, called the Eagle's, or the Indescribable Force 's emanations, radiate from a source of inconceivable proportions metaphorically called the Eagle--the Indescribable Force .

Human beings are also composed of an incalculable number of the same threadlike energy fields. These Indescribable Force 's emanations form an encased agglomeration that manifests itself as a ball of light the size of the person's body with the arms extended laterally, like a giant luminous egg.

Only a very small group of the energy fields inside this luminous ball are lit up by a point of intense brilliance located on the ball's surface.

Perception occurs when the energy fields in that small group immediately surrounding the point of brilliance extent their light to illuminate identical energy fields outside the ball. Since the only energy fields perceivable are those lit by the point of brilliance, that point is named "the point where perception is assembled" or simply "the assemblage point."

The assemblage point can be moved from its usual position on the surface of the luminous ball to another position on the surface, or into the interior. Since the brilliance of the assemblage point can light up whatever energy field it comes in contact with, when it moves to a new position it immediately brightens up new energy fields, making them perceivable. This perception is known as seeing .

When the assemblage point shifts, it makes possible the perception of an entirely different world--as objective and factual as the one we normally perceive. Sorcerers go into that other world to get energy, power, solutions to general and particular problems, or to face the unimaginable.

Intent is the pervasive force that causes us to perceive. We do not become aware because we perceive; rather, we perceive as a result of the pressure and intrusion of intent .

The aim of sorcerers is to reach a state of total awareness in order to experience all the possibilities of perception available to man. This state of awareness even implies an alternative way of dying.
Carlos Castaneda

Blog Anniversary

Has it been a whole year?Hard to imagine,but yes Virginia,there is a blogsanta!I didnt think I would still be blogging after a year of trying to find santuary online.I mean,some people uncovered real vital stuff in the last year of blogging.Ask Dan Rather if he blogs yet?lol..maybe its time he starts..My Dad demanded to know "what the hell is a blog?" When I explained it was simply a web page you add to frequently,he replied " o , ok...He almost has it down the difference between a program and a web site.He actually does very well for a man in his 70's.He said to me recently " I think the web is great for keeping my mind sharp".Atta boy..keep exercizing that muscle till your 99 years old!Dont ever quit..

She's back,better than ever!
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He will Comfort the Brokenhearted

And as He hath given, "If ye love me, keep my commandments; for they are not grievous to bear. For I will bear them with thee, I will wipe away thy tears; I will comfort the brokenhearted, I will bring all to those in the ways that are in the Wisdom of God for thy expressions through each experience, in each activity of thine."
For thy soul in its Wisdom seeketh expression with Him. Smother it not in the doubts and the fears of materiality but in the spirit of love and truth that encompasseth all, and that is open to ye who have set thy hearts, thy faces, toward the love that is in Jesus, thy Friend, thy Brother.

Edgar Cayce Reading 262-105

Take councel in Self

Take counsel in self. Give unto self that worthy, acceptable period of service, for in service to others is lending to that Creative Energy that makes or destroys lives. Lives are as worlds, for each is of that material of which the universe is and was created--for in the life of the entity enters many of those conditions that may be made into miracles or crimes.

Edgar Cayce Reading 2497-3

This looks like one of the cars I crashed into

downtown Seattle
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Listen to the Divine Within

Think on This ...
Depend more upon the intuitive forces from within and not harken so much to that of outside influences--but learn to listen to that still small voice from within, remembering as the lesson as was given, not in the storm, the lightning, nor in any of the loud noises as are made to attract man, but rather in the still small voice from within does the impelling influence come to life in an individual that gives for that which must be the basis of human endeavor; for without the ability to constantly hold before self the ideal as is attempted to be accomplished, man becomes one as adrift, pulled hither and yon by the various calls and cries of those who would give of this world's pleasure in fame, fortune, or what not. Let these be the outcome of a life spent in listening to the divine from within, and not the purpose of the life.

Time and Space

. . in the consciousness of eternity, time is not, neither is space. In man's consciousness there appears so much mercy, so much love, that these have been called time and space.

Edgar Cayce Reading 3660-1

Shi-ne

According to the Buddhist masters, we are not necessarily stuck with our neurotic anxieties. We can develop what Trungpa Rinpoche called 'Basic Sanity,' which is simply the ability to synchronize what our mind is doing with what our body is doing.

The most basic way to train oneself to be more aware of what is actually going on in any situation, including various aspects of ones health, is a certain type of meditation practice, called shi-né (she nay) in Tibetan (Sanskrit shamatha). This term has been translated into English as "mindfulness practice"; however, a more literal translation of the Tibetan term would be "abiding in peace of mind."

Shi-né is the most common form of meditation, not only in Tibet but in other Buddhist countries. It is the basis of Zen, of Theravadin or Insight meditation, and of the Tibetan meditation practices involving visualization. It is also the basic practice of the Mindfulness-Based Stress Reduction approach developed to help patients deal with illness.

http://www.dharma-haven.org/tibetan/meditation.htm

Accept Your Fate

A warrior knows that he is waiting and knows also what he is waiting for, and while he waits he feasts his eyes on the world. The ultimate accomplishment of a warrior is joy.

Accept your fate in humbleness. The course of a warrior's destiny is unalterable. The challenge is how far he can go within those rigid bounds, how impeccable he can be within those rigid bounds. If there are obstacles in his path, the warrior strives impeccably to overcome them. If he finds unbearable hardship and pain on his path, he weeps, but all his tears put together could not move the line of his destiny the breadth of one hair. Fulfill your fate as a warrior not as a petty person.
Carlos Castenada

The Path out of Suffering

Love, that is a sublime nobility of heart and intellect which knows, understands and is ready to help.

Love, that is strength and gives strength: this is the highest love.

Love, which by the Enlightened One was named "the liberation of the heart", "the most sublime beauty": this is the highest love.
And what is the highest manifestation of love? To show to the world the path leading to the end of suffering, the path pointed out, trodden, and realized to perfection by Him, the Exalted One, the Buddha.
http://www.buddhanet.net/ss03.htm

Stopping the World

In order to arrive at seeing one first has to stop the world . Stopping the world is indeed an appropriate rendition of certain states of awareness in which the reality of everyday life is altered because the flow of interpretation, which ordinarily runs uninterruptedly, has been stopped by a set of circumstances alien to that flow. In this case the set of circumstances alien to our normal flow of interpretations is the sorcery description of the world. The precondition for stopping the world is that one has to be convinced; in other words, one has to learn the new description in a total sense, for the purpose of pitting it against the old one, and in that way break the dogmatic certainty, which we all share, that the validity of our perceptions, or our reality of the world, is not to be questioned.

Don Juan

What are your Sandcastles

Some children made sandcastles,
keeping theirs separate from others'.
When the castles were completed,
one kicked over another's.
The owner flew into a rage and hit him,
yelling, "Come and help punish him!"

Others came to his help,
beating the child...
Then they carried on playing their sandcastles,
each saying, "This is mine!"

Evening came,
and the children thought they ought to go home.
No one now cared of his castle.
One stepped on his, and another pushed his over.
Then they turned away and went back, each to his home.

-Adapted from Yogacara Bhumi Sutra

What are your sandcastles?
from www.buddhanet.com

antalien
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other realitys

Our world is only one in a cluster of consecutive worlds, arranged like the layers of an onion. Even though we have been energetically conditioned to perceive solely our world, we still have the capability of entering into those other realms, which are as real, unique, absolute, and engulfing as our own world is.
For us to perceive those other realms, not only do we have to covet them but we need to have sufficient energy to seize them. Their existence is constant and independent of our awareness, but their inaccessibility is entirely a consequence of our energetic conditioning. In other words, simply and solely because of that conditioning, we are compelled to assume that the world of daily life is the one and only possible world.
Believing that our energetic conditioning is correctable, sorcerers of ancient times developed a set of practices designed to recondition our energetic capabilities to perceive. They called this set of practices the art of dreaming . It's the gateway to infinity.
Through dreaming we can perceive other worlds, which we can certainly describe, but we can't describe what makes us perceive them. Yet we can feel how dreaming opens up those other realms. Dreaming seems to be a sensation--a process in our bodies, an awareness in our minds.
Dreaming instruction is divided into two parts. One is about dreaming procedures, the other about the purely abstract explanations of these procedures: an interplay between enticing one's intellectual curiosity with the abstract principles of dreaming and guiding one to seek an outlet in its practices.
Carlos Castaneda

life isnt pointless

What is the point of life
if there is the point of death?

It is death that makes life not pointless.
It is death that makes us reflect,
that brings meaning.
It is the wake-up call -
not to kill yourself,
because you will only return in rebirth,
but to ask, "What do you want to do with your life?"

Death is the great mirror,
in which all of your life reflects in.
What do you see in it?

Failing to improve oneself

(Q) If a soul fails to improve itself, what becomes of it?
(A) That's why the reincarnation, why it reincarnates; that it may have the opportunity. Can the will of man continue to defy its Maker?

Edgar Cayce Reading 826-8

Prayer Wheels

There are earth, water, fire and wind prayer wheels. One of the benefits of the prayer wheel is that it embodies all the actions of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the 10 directions. To benefit sentient beings, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas manifest in the prayer wheel to purify all our negative karmas and obscurations, and to cause us to actualize the realizations of the path to enlightenment. All the beings (not only the people but also the insects), in the area where the prayer wheel is built are saved from rebirth in the lower realms; they receive a deva or human body, or are born in a pure land of Buddha. If you have a mani prayer wheel in your house, your house is the same as the Potala, the pure land of the Compassion Buddha. If you have a prayer wheel next to you when you die, you don't need powa. Having the prayer wheel itself becomes a method to transfer your consciousness to a pure land. Simply thinking of a prayer wheel helps a dying person to shoot the consciousness up the central channel and out through the crown to reincarnate in the pure land of Amithaba or the Compassion Buddha.
http://www.dharma-haven.org/tibetan/benefits-of-prayer-wheels.html

Fractal Buddha

The Moth God
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Remember the soft words

Remember, the soft word turns away wrath and it brings joy, the kind word as ye have found in thine own experience oft has made the day much brighter for thee. Make many days brighter for others and in making them more and more in attune with love, patience, longsuffering, gentleness and kindness, ye will make for thyself a surety in those things that take hold on peace, harmony and joy. These should be a part of thine experience ever.

Edgar Cayce Reading 5098-1

Dont Put off

But do not put off today that which will bring hope and help to the mind of another . . . Those things that make for the putting off become a joy never fulfilled. Use, then, the experiences from day to day as the basis, and these will grow under thine very effort; surprising even to self as to the joy that comes from same, and gradually taking shape to become a joy to self and blessings to others.

Read the Words

The Star Spangled Banner
from the June 14, 2005 eNews issue

During the night of September 13, 1814, the British fleet bombarded Fort McHenry in Baltimore harbor. Francis Scott Key, a 34-year old lawyer, watched the attack from the deck of a British prisoner-exchange ship. For nearly 25 hours the British fleet fired their cannons at the American defenses. The morning following the battle Key turned his telescope to the fort and saw that the American flag was still waving. The flag above Fort McHenry was massive in size. Each individual stripe measured two feet in width. The impressive sight inspired Key to write the poem that later became our national anthem.

Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight'
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming.
And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore dimly seen, thro' the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream;
'Tis the star-spangled banner: oh, long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has wash'd out their foul footstep's pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave,
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Oh, thus be it ever when free men shall stand,
Between their loved homes and the war's desolation;
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land
Praise the Power that has made and preserved us as a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust";
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Written by Francis Scott Key on September 14th, 1814. Sung to the tune of Anacreon in Heaven.

Is This a Black Hole?

gas jets
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Naa it's a black yellow and pink whole!

News
October 30, 2000





The Current Mass Extinction


The phrase mass extinction usually brings to mind events sparked by dramatic environmental change, such as the asteroid impact that led to the demise of the dinosaurs and many other species 65 million years ago. In fact, five such large-scale extinctions have been identified in the fossil record, and according to findings presented on Friday at the annual meeting of the Society of Vertebrate Paleontology in Mexico City, another is under way. This time the cause is nothing so dramatic as a giant asteroid or a radical shift in climate. Rather, it appears, human pressure is to blame.

Like the other mass extinctions, says University of Michigan paleontologist Catherine Badgely, the current crisis is worldwide, affecting a broad range of species. Certain species of vertebrates (animals with backbones) are particularly vulnerable, she reports, especially those with small geographic ranges or narrow subsistence requirements. The numbers are alarming. One quarter of all mammals are endangered or extinct, as are 15 percent of birds. In both groups the larger species are in the most trouble.






The human pressures threatening these creatures include habitat destruction and modification, overhunting, introduction of foreign species, and the increase in carbon dioxide concentrations. Still, extinction of the animals currently designated as endangered is not inevitable, Badgely says. But in order to preserve them, there needs to be a massive change in human actions. --Kate Wong

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Follow your Dreams

"Do you have a dream? Have you taken your dream into your 5th dimensional workshop, shaped it into a thoughtform (a shimmering bubble of Creator energy) with your mind and charged it with your enthusiasm? Once you have created a strong thoughtform that represents your dream, place your attention in your solar heart center and listen for guidance to take appropriate action to manifest your dream. Focus on following your dream with your heart not your head. When you are focused in your head (thinking), anxiety and worry predominate and your guides and angels cannot communicate with you through the mental static. When you focus on the still point within your solar heart center (the feeling and Being center of your soul) with your mind at rest, your guides can communicate with you. It is through your heart that your inner guidance gently nudges you towards the full expression of your life purpose and planetary service."

It is Time

Millions upon millions of dear souls are awakening as that inner time clock begins to vibrate frequencies of awakening. It is saying, “IT IS TIME. ARE YOU READY?” It is time for you, the children, the Sparks of Light, the SUNS/sons and daughters of our Father/Mother God, to awaken. It is time to return to your true estate as beloved emissaries of Light of the highest order. It is time to remember, you are already connected to and have access to anything you could ever desire. What are you waiting for?
http://www.ronnastar.com/latest.html

Three Dimentional Consciousness

Know in self, first this: Thou art body, mind and soul, a three-dimensional individual in a three-dimensional consciousness. Hence ye find the Godhead, to a consciousness of an individual in the earth plane, is three dimensions: Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Each are individual, and yet they are one. So with the body-consciousness: the body, the mind and the soul. Each have their attributes, each have their limitations, save the soul. Nothing may separate the soul from its source save the will of self.

Edgar Cayce Reading 5089-3

Remember the Sunset

Then, to be able to remember the sunset, to be able to remember a beautiful conversation, a beautiful deed done where hope and faith were created, to remember the smile of a babe, the blush of a rose, the harmony of a song--a bird's call; these are creative. For if they are a part of thyself, they bring you closer and closer to God.

Edgar Cayce Reading 1431-1

Stress

STRESS – THE CAUSE
Physical, emotional, mental and spiritual stress create a disturbance in the flow of electro-magnetic energy in the body, resulting in abnormal cellular frequencies. These underlying weaknesses, imbalances and blockages in the 4 body system can develop into physical symptoms and disease. Some symptoms related to abnormal cellular frequencies are: fatigue, headaches, dizziness, insomnia, poor memory, anxiety, depression, allergies, skin problems, respiratory problems, recurring infections, muscle aches and cramping, backaches, painful inflamed joints, poor digestion, gas, bloating, constipation or diarrhea, menstrual irregularities, prostate problems, cravings and addictions. Modern medicine generally treats the symptoms, not the underlying cause.

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The God Within

Yet as we look into the infinity of space and time we realize there is then that force, that influence also that is aware of the needs, and there is also that will, that choice given to the souls of men that they may be used, that they may be one, that they may apply same in their own feeble, weak ways perhaps; yet that comes to mean, comes to signify, comes to manifest in the lives of those that have lost their way, that very influence ye seek in the knowledge of God.
For until ye become as a savior, as a help to some soul that has lost hope, lost its way, ye do not fully comprehend the God within, the God without.

Edgar Cayce Reading 1158-14

Sing it Homer

[From The Simpsons, Ep. EABF12 - April 13, 2003
to the tune of Life Goes On (Jack and Diane) by John `Cougar Melloncamp]

Little ditty 'bout Homer and Marge
Her heart was as big as his stomach was large

Oh yeah, they say love goes on
Long after the grilled cheese sandwich is gone

(During credits)
That's the story 'bout Homer and Marge
Two folks I helped out for a nominal charge

After Homer went gay, they patched up their schism
But the dude never dealt with his alcoholism

Weird Al sayin'... oh yeah, the credits go on
Long after the viewer's interest is gone

Oh yeah, Weird Al had fun on this show
Even if it was just a brief cameo

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Cleanse the Mind

For how does one cleanse the mind? By the pouring out, the forgetting, the laying aside of those things that easily beset and filling same with pure, fresh water that is of the eternal life, that is of the eternal goodness as may be found in Him who is the light, the way, the truth, the vine, the bread of life and the water of life. These things are those influences that purify.

Edgar Cayce Reading 1620-1

Its spring and my flowers are blooming
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Forgiveness

Who gains by being forgiven and by forgiving? The one that forgives is lord even of him that he forgives.

Edgar Cayce Reading 585-2

I Dont Feel Tardy

My first wedding
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Do you remember when there was only black and white phototography?And when T V first came out it was black and white only.I still have the first color tv that I ever owned,bought in 1981.A 10 inch ac dc color portable that still works to this day. I still use it as a monitor.I remember when dad got his first color tv in the 60's and we all watched the honeymooners in color for the first time.God Im old!

Norah

http://www.norahjones.com/video/sweet-wmv-hi.htm

breast cancer

Like most elementary schools, it was typical to have a parade of students in and out of the health clinic throughout the day. We dispensed ice for bumps and bruises, Band-Aids for cuts and liberal doses of sympathy and hugs. As principal, my office was right next door to the clinic, so I often dropped in to lend a hand and help out with the hugs. I knew that for some kids, mine might be the only one they got all day.

One morning I was putting a Band-Aid on a little girl's scrapped knee. Her blonde hair was matted, and I noticed that she was shivering in her thin little sleeveless blouse. I found her a warm sweatshirt and helped her pull it on. "Thanks for taking care of me," she whispered as she climbed into my lap and snuggled up against me.

It wasn't long after that when I ran across an unfamiliar lump under my arm. Cancer, an aggressively spreading kind, had already invaded thirteen of my lymph nodes. I pondered whether or not to tell the students about my diagnosis. The word breast seemed so hard to say out loud to them, and the word cancer seemed so frightening.


When it became evident that the children were going to find out one way or another, either the straight scoop from me or possibly a garbled version from someone else, I decided to tell them myself. It wasn't easy to get the words out, but the empathy and concern I saw in their faces as I explained it to them told me I had made the right decision. When I gave them a chance to ask questions, they mostly wanted to know how they could help. I told them that what I would like best would be their letters, pictures and prayers.

I stood by the gym door as the children solemnly filed out. My little friend darted out of line and threw herself into my arms. Then she stepped back to look up into my face. "Don't be afraid, Dr. Perry," she said earnestly, "I know you'll be back because now it's our turn to take care of you."

No one could have ever done a better job. The kids sent me off to my first chemotherapy session with a hilarious book of nausea remedies that they had written. A video of every class in the school singing get-well songs accompanied me to the next chemotherapy appointment. By the third visit, the nurses were waiting at the door to find out what I would bring next. It was a delicate music box that played "I Will Always Love You."

Even when I went into isolation at the hospital for a bone marrow transplant, the letters and pictures kept coming until they covered every wall of my room.

Then the kids traced their hands onto colored paper, cut them out and glued them together to make a freestanding rainbow of helping hands.. "I feel like I've stepped into Disneyland every time I walk into this room," my doctor laughed. That was even before the six-foot apple blossom tree arrived adorned with messages written on paper apples from the students and teachers. What healing comfort I found in being surrounded by these tokens of their caring.

At long last I was well enough to return to work. As I headed up the road to the school, I was suddenly overcome by doubts. What if the kids have forgotten all about me? I wondered, What if they don't want a skinny bald principal? What if... I caught sight of the school marquee as I rounded the bend. "Welcome Back, Dr. Perry," it read. As I drew closer, everywhere I looked were pink ribbons - ribbons in the windows, tied on the doorknobs, even up in the trees. The children and staff wore pink ribbons, too.

My blonde buddy was first in line to greet me. "You're back, Dr. Perry, you're back!" she called. "See, I told you we'd take care of you!"

As I hugged her tight, in the back of my mind I faintly heard my music box playing . . . "I will always love you."



Breast Cancer Stamp Booklet

We need those of you who are great at forwarding on information with your e-mail network. Please read and pass this on. It would be wonderful if 2005 were the year a cure for breast cancer was found!!!!

This is one email you should be glad to pass on. The notion that we could raise $35 million by buying a book of stamps is powerful! As you may be aware, the US Postal Service recently released its new "Fund the Cure" stamp to help fund breast cancer research. The stamp was designed by Ethel Kessler of Bethesda, Maryland. It is important that we take a stand against this disease that affects so many of our Mothers, Sisters and Friends.

Instead of the normal 37 cents for a stamp, this one costs 45 cents. The additional 8 cents will go to breast cancer research. A "normal" book costs $7.40. This one is only $9.00. It takes a few minutes in line at the Post Office and means so much. If all stamps are sold, it will raise an additional $35,000,000 for this vital research. Just as important as the money is our support. What a statement it would make if the stamp outsold the this week. What a statement it would make that we care.

I urge you to do two things TODAY:

1. Go out and purchase some of these stamps

2. E-mail your friends to do the same.


Many of us know women and their families whose lives are turned upside-down by breast cancer.

It takes so little to do so much in this drive.

Please help & pass it on.

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What is Time?

What is time? Is time travel possible? For centuries, these questions have intrigued mystics, philosophers, and scientists. Much of ancient Greek philosophy was concerned with understanding the concept of eternity, and the subject of time is central to all the world's religions and cultures. Can the flow of time be stopped? Certainly some mystics thought so. Angelus Silesius, a sixth-century philosopher and poet, thought the flow of time could be suspended by mental powers:

Time is of your own making;
its clock ticks in your head.
The moment you stop thought
time too stops dead.

http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/time/through.html

colorfull aint it?
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Born to live in Joy

We were born to live in joy. We were not born to suffer. We sometimes choose this ourselves on a soul level, but it is not the intention of the Creator that we should suffer. This earth is the schoolroom of life, but we can live and learn in joy.

Our lives follow cyclic changes and mood frames, brought on by our birth times and the influence of the positioning of the stars and planets at certain periods in our lives. Astrology is a very real science, unlike the garb that the newspapers and magazines generalise in giving out. The actual position of the planets at the time of our birth, do have an influence on our lives. They help to shape our character. There are many millions of people, for example, born under the sign of Gemini or Pieces, but each one is different because there are a multitude of other influences affecting them. A genuine astrologer can help you discover certain influences that affect you, but they need not be taken as gospel. We can utilise these influences to our advantage, and be guided by them, but we need not let them override our free will choice in our lives. There is an abundance of joy in the Universe. We have to look for the joy. We have to look for the happiness and potential that exists around us in our everyday lives.

Words and the flow of truth

Words, according to Ramana Maharshi, act as a resistance to the flow of truth, as a light fixture in an electrical circuit acts as a resistor. The glowing light may alert us to the presence of its mysterious source, but it takes an actual contact with the current to shock us into true awareness. And awareness of It, these teachers tell us, reveals our true nature and being.

Give Me More Sunsets

Another Day has set!
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The Meaning of Work

The Meaning of Work

Dear Son,
The life and work of an ordinary man are destroyed by tension, unacceptability, forgetfulness, commotions, dim knowledge and barriers, which arise from problems and time and cause mistakes. The causes of these mistakes come unaware. These make me worry a great deal about you. I am afraid that in your life and work you will face endless mistakes. If you want to prevent mistakes from occurring or occur at least ,you must understand that work is the road to deep happiness of life. Work gives people opportunities to best develop the potentials of their bodies and mind. Work increases opportunities to learn more about one's life and soul. Besides, work is a process to enrich strength, bravery and tolerance. If you work sincerely, work will give you love, kindness and generosity for your companions in birth, sickness and death, as well as cooperation for living together. Work will enable you to see correctly the stark truth of religion, because you have touched it by yourself. The teaching that we should know suffering, means to get rid of suffering, practices which lead to the extinction of suffering. If you understand these meanings of work, you will know that life is work. Life and work are unanimous.

OK,WHO ATE THE FROG?
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What do you expect

The more enlightened we are about our future and what to expect, the more we will be able to be in harmony as these things happen. We are children of the one Creator and as such we have opportunities to witness one of the greatest changes this planet has seen. Remember we are eternal. Nothing can harm us. If we do leave our physical bodies we only make the transition, we do not die. Love is eternal. Only love can be taken with us. We can never lose that which we never had in the first place. We are literally "embodiments of love". If we become enlightened through understanding and compassion, before we make this transition, we have served our life's purpose. We will have begun to see the changes which will herald our new world!

Obedience to the nature of things

At moments when outer and inner circumstances lend themselves to it we reflect upon the understanding of our spontaneous liberation, we think with force, and in the most concrete manner possible, of the unlimited prodigy which is in process of elaboration for us and which will some day resolve all our fears, all our covetousness. In such moments we seed and re-seed the field of our faith; we awaken little by little in ourselves this faith which was sleeping, and the hope and the love which accompany it. Then we turn back to living as usual. Because we have thought correctly for a moment a portion of our attention remains attached to this plane of thought, although this plane penetrates the depths of our being and is lost to sight.... In the measure in which this second subterranean attention develops we will perceive a less compelling interest in the world of phenomena; our fears and our covetousness will lose their keenness. We will be able to learn how to be discreet, non-active, towards our inner world and we will thus become able to realize this counsel of Zen: 'Let go, leave things as they may be...' Be obedient to the nature of things and you are in accord with the Way.

From Chapter 13, Obedience to the Nature of Things, in The Supreme Doctrine: Psychological Studies in ZEN Thought, by Hubert Benoit

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Love is warm

DLW 2. What the life of man is, no one knows unless he knows that it is love. If this is not known, one person may believe that man's life is nothing but perceiving with the senses and acting, and another that it is merely thinking; and yet thought is the first effect of life, and sensation and action are the second effect of life. Thought is here said to be the first effect of life, yet there is thought which is interior and more interior, also exterior and more exterior. What is actually the first effect of life is inmost thought, which is the perception of ends. But of all this hereafter, when the degrees of life are considered.

DLW 3. Some idea of love, as being the life of man, may be had from the sun's heat in the world. This heat is well known to be the common life, as it were, of all the vegetations of the earth. For by virtue of heat, coming forth in springtime, plants of every kind rise from the ground, deck themselves with leaves, then with blossoms, and finally with fruits, and thus, in a sense, live. But when, in the time of autumn and winter, heat withdraws, the plants are stripped of these signs of their life, and they wither. So it is with love in man; for heat and love mutually correspond. Therefore love also is warm.
Author: E. Swedenborg (1688-1772).

I love this tree

Beauty is everywhere
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Here stands an old warrior,besiged by time,yet everstanding tall.He was here when none of us were,and probably will be here long after we have gone.Have you ever touched a tree and talked to it like it was alive?They are our friends,and everything made from them is alive also.Native peoples knew this,we have just forgotten.

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Who I am

"Who I Am"

I am not my hair, my eyes, my nose or my mouth.
I am not my skin or the shape of any of my body parts.
I am not the IQ of my brain.

I am not the sound of my voice or the volume of my laughter.
I am not my strengths or any of my weaknesses.
I am not the level of my skills.

The temple of my physical makeup is a culmination of genetics.
It reveals nothing about the person who resides within.
I take no credit or point no blame for the way I look.
My temple is perfect, as is.

This body is not who I am.
It is an exquisitely perfect dwelling for my soul.
Everything about it is exactly as it should be.
No other, anywhere, ever, could serve my soul as well.

I am not anything you can see with your eyes
or touch with your hands. Should you judge me
by that criteria, you will never know me.

I am not a dumping ground for bias that's based
on a man-made standard, and I do not accept the
prejudice it creates.

I am a union of body, mind and spirit, a trio, not a solo.

To know me, is to know yourself.

Those who hear the voice of their soul, recognize the song
in mine. They do not stop at the front door and judge me
by the dwelling in which I reside. With a humble sense of
honor, they knock upon the door and ask to come in.

The judgment of others does not change who I am.
Quite the opposite is true. It reveals who they are.

Those who deem me unworthy at a glance and pass me on by,
have my blessing to keep walking, for they have a long way to
go. They have not reached the point in their journey where
they are able to see and appreciate me for who I am.

I will accept no less.

All things will Come

Believe that which is in your heart. Be joyful. Let not things others say or write disturb you. The truth is within. Outside influences can only activate that which is already within you. Love from the depths of your whole being. Share what you feel with love. Do not be hesitant in showing this love. All that you have is Mine alone. We are One. The deep love in your heart is the love of God within. There is no separation. Be one with others. Allow yourself to feel for them but do not let their intellect influence your 'knowings'. There is much true knowledge within everyone, yet many times the intellect or mind, takes over and will not allow the true feelings to come through. You must guard against this happening to you. Be open enough to allow your love to flow forth freely. This love is deep and strong. Nothing that exists can override the love that is within your heart. All things will come to you as you allow this love to flow outwards. You are all children of love. Let not your heart be troubled. Know that I Am within you at all times. Simply allow the love to flow. Be at peace.

Dust owls

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Free Will

By allowing ourselves free will, we allow the "little ego" to have its way. Our Greater Self knows that this is not the way. Within us are both the "little ego" and the Greater Self. We have to allow both these parts of ourselves to exist side by side in peace. The only way we can do this, is to let the Greater Self lead the smaller self, or ego. In other words, let our ego become the servant instead of the master.

When our free will is in alignment with the Universe, our ego rejoices. It does not mind being put in its place. It is like a child who needs restraining. It is happy to know it is loved, and yet is still allowed to be. It is happy to serve.

I love skylines

Old and new Seattle
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Genius

Derryl is the mystery artist
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Sacred Geometry

Excerpts from Freddy Silva's book, Secrets In The Fields. © 1998, 2002. All rights reserved. No unauthorized reproduction.


"Know, oh, brother..., that the study of sensible geometry leads to skill in all practical arts, while the study of intelligible geometry leads to skill in the intellectual arts because this science is one of the gates through which we move to the knowledge of the essence of the soul, and that is the root of all knowledge'

- from the Rasa'il by the Brotherhood of Purity, translated by S.H. Nasr.



THE ORIGINS OF SACRED GEOMETRY

Our experience and our reaction to all things beautiful is made possible by our unique ability to subconsciously recognize geometric order from transitory chaos. At this level, the perfection inherent in a Greek temple or a painting by Da Vinci is not simply because it is made of a particular material or hue but because the harmonic proportions contained in their design are bound by the laws of sacred geometry, which is itself the embodiment of harmonic waves of energy, melody and universal proportion. What our senses respond to is the geometrical and proportional harmonies and wave forms created through the application of sacred geometry.

Blue shrooms
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Busy planet
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Beep Beep
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there is genius in here

This isnt a bird
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The artist lives at the morrison hotel,a group home for people with disabilities..When I told him I like his work,he allowed me to photograph one and post it online,although he didnt see the point.He had no family to share with,since he disowned them for committing him after he inherited millions.My nephew made paintings like these,and he had disabilities and mental problems.Life looks like this to them..No wonder they are confused..

I emailed president bush this week urging him to send more aid to the tsunami victoms..here is the transcript
Mr President,I have supported you for 4 years now,and voted you back in office to compleate your mission of spreading peace and democracy around the world.But things have changed again as they will ,and I want to ask you a favor..Is it possible for your party in january be subdued or maybe even cancelled because of the disaster situation in the asian gulf?I know you earned it,and you have the right to celibrate,you and the Republican party.It just seems wrong to party while so many need our help.Cant you talk to your money doners for the party and have a old fashoned barn dance instead and have them donate most or all of the money that would have been spent for food and water for the victoms?I am a third generation Californian,Republican, Buddhist.and would like you to know there has never been a war fought in buddhas name,nor do these people ever plan to start one.These gentle people need our help now,not later.This might be your one chance to change the way the rest of the world views you and your administration.I hope you listen to your heart on this..and become an even greater leader than you already are..Sincerely Scott Taylor
he didnt respond personally to my email,but I did get the standard form email back,stating he cant personally respond yada yada yada..but today he increased the aid to 350 million..That is a start,Mr. President!All of my online friends have donated also,so good job to all!

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Christmas Eve

I put up lights tonight
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I'm sitting here alone tonight after a friend just left,and I'm alone,but not lonely.It just hasnt seemed like christmas this year.Maybe it was the election..Maybe it's the war in Iraq,but I just havent been in the mood, yet.But I did get excited when I bought my first grandchild his first christmas gifts.A little one again.And the circle of life continues.So what does Christmas mean to me?It means the Christ child is born..The Nativity scene.My Uncle Harold coming over to give us loads of presents since he never had any kids..We also called him Uncle Quarter.He always had a few quarters to press around into everyones hands..He died on my birthday last year.He was in his 90's..His brother my grampa lived until he was 89 years old..They were both from boston..I wonder if they saw Boston red socks win their last champianship back when they were kids?Speaking of kids,mine come home tomorrow afternoon and we will have dinner at leah's for the first time not here at my house..She can clean the dishes for a change..

Make me Write Bad Checks
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The Rifle

A CHRISTMAS STORY


Pa never had much compassion for the lazy or those who squandered their means and then never had enough for the necessities. But for those who were genuinely in need, his heart was as big as all outdoors. It was from him that I learned the greatest joy in life comes from giving, not from receiving.
It was Christmas Eve 1881. I was fifteen years old and feeling like the world had caved in on me because there just hadn't been enough money to buy me the rifle that I'd wanted for Christmas. We did the chores early that night for some reason. I just figured Pa wanted a little extra time so we could read in the Bible.
After supper was over I took my boots off and stretched out in front of the fireplace and waited for Pa to get down the old Bible. I was still feeling sorry for myself and, to be honest, I wasn't in much of a mood to read Scriptures. But Pa didn't get the Bible; instead he bundled up again and went outside. I couldn't figure it out because we'd already done all
the chores. I didn't worry about it long though, I was too busy wallowing in self-pity.
Soon Pa came back in. It was a cold clear night out and there was ice in his beard. "Come on, Matt," he said. "Bundle up good, it's cold out tonight." I was really upset then. Not only wasn't I getting the rifle for Christmas, now Pa was dragging me out in the cold, and for no earthly reason that I could see. We'd already done all the chores, and I couldn't think of anything else that needed doing, especially not on a night like this. But I knew Pa was not very patient with one dragging one's feet when he'd told them to do something, so I got up and put my boots back on and
got my cap, coat, and mittens. Ma gave me a mysterious smile as I opened the door to leave the house. Something was up, but I didn't know what.
Outside, I became even more dismayed. There in front of the house was the work team, already hitched to the big sled. Whatever it was we were going to do wasn't going to be a short, quick, little job. I could tell. We never hitched up this sled unless we were going to haul a big load. Pa was already up on the seat, reins in hand. I reluctantly climbed up beside him.
The cold was already biting at me. I wasn't happy. When I sat down, Pa pulled the sled around the house and stopped in front of the woodshed. He got off and I followed. "I think we'll put on the high sideboards," he said. "Here, help me." The high sideboards! It had been a bigger job than I wanted to do with just the low sideboards on, but whatever it was we were going to do would be a lot bigger with the high sideboards on.
After we had exchanged the sideboards, Pa went into the woodshed and came out with an armload of wood---the wood I'd spent all summer hauling down from the mountain, and then all Fall sawing into blocks and splitting.
What was he doing? Finally I said something. "Pa," I asked, "what are you doing?" "You been by the Widow Jensen's lately?" he asked. The Widow Jensen lived about two miles down the road. Her husband had died a year or so before and left her with three children, the oldest being eight. Sure, I'd been by, but so what? "Yeah," I said, "Why?"
"I rode by just today," Pa said. "Little Jakey was out digging around in the woodpile trying to find a few chips. They're out of wood, Matt."
That was all he said and then he turned and went back into the woodshed for another armload of wood. I followed him. We loaded the sled so high that I began to wonder if the horses would be able to pull it.
Finally, Pa called a halt to our loading, then we went to the smoke house and Pa took down a big ham and a side of bacon. He handed them to me and told me to put them in the sled and wait.
When he returned he was carrying a sack of flour over his right shoulder and a smaller sack of something in his left hand. "What's in the little sack?" I asked. "Shoes. They're out of shoes. Little Jakey just
had gunny sacks wrapped around his feet when he was out in the woodpile this morning. I got the children a little candy too. It just wouldn't be Christmas without a little candy."
We rode the two miles to Widow Jensen's pretty much in silence. I tried to think through what Pa was doing. We didn't have much by worldly standards. Of course, we did have a big woodpile, though most of what was left now was still in the form of logs that I would have to saw into blocks and split before we could use it. We also had meat and flour, so we could
spare that, but I knew we didn't have any money, so why was Pa buying them shoes and candy?
Really, why was he doing any of this? Widow Jensen had closer neighbors than us; it shouldn't have been our concern. We came in from the blind side of the Jensen house and unloaded the wood as quietly as possible, then we took the meat and flour and shoes to the door. We knocked. The door opened a crack and a timid voice said, "Who is it?" "Lucas Miles, Ma'am, and my son, Matt. Could we come in for a bit?"
Widow Jensen opened the door and let us in. She had a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. The children were wrapped in another and were sitting in front of the fireplace by a very small fire that hardly gave off any heat at all. Widow Jensen fumbled with a match and finally lit the lamp.
"We brought you a few things, Ma'am," Pa said and set down the sack of flour. I put the meat on the table. Then Pa handed her the sack that had the shoes in it.
She opened it hesitantly and took the shoes out one pair at a time. There was a pair for her and one for each of the children---sturdy shoes, the best, shoes that would last. I watched her carefully. She bit her lower lip to keep it from trembling and then tears filled her eyes and started running down her cheeks. She looked up at Pa like she wanted to say something, but it wouldn't come out.
"We brought a load of wood too, Ma'am," Pa said. He turned to me and said, "Matt, go bring in enough to last awhile. Let's get that fire up to size and heat this place up." I wasn't the same person when I went back out to bring in the wood. I had a big lump in my throat and as much as I hate to admit it, there were tears in my eyes too.
In my mind I kept seeing those three kids huddled around the fireplace and their mother standing there with tears running down her cheeks with so much gratitude in her heart that she couldn't speak. My
heart swelled within me and a joy that I'd never known before, filled my soul. I had given at Christmas many times before, but never when it had made so much difference. I could see we were literally saving the lives of these people.
I soon had the fire blazing and everyone's spirits soared. The kids started giggling when Pa handed them each a piece of candy and Widow Jensen
looked on with a smile that probably hadn't crossed her face for a long time. She finally turned to us. "God bless you," she said. "I know the Lord has sent you. The children and I have been praying that he would send one of his angels to spare us."
In spite of myself, the lump returned to my throat and the tears welled up in my eyes again. I'd never thought of Pa in those exact terms before, but after Widow Jensen mentioned it I could see that it was
probably true.
I was sure that a better man than Pa had never walked the earth. I started remembering all the times he had gone out of his way for Ma and me, and many others. The list seemed endless as I thought on it.
Pa insisted that everyone try on the shoes before we left. I was amazed when they all fit and I wondered how he had known what sizes to get.
Then I guessed that if he was on an errand for the Lord that the Lord would make sure he got the right sizes.
Tears were running down Widow Jensen's face again when we stood up to leave.Pa took each of the kids in his big arms and gave them a hug.
They clung to him and didn't want us to go. I could see that they missed their Pa, and I was glad that I still had mine.
At the door Pa turned to Widow Jensen and said, "The Mrs. wanted me to invite you and the children over for Christmas dinner tomorrow. The turkey will be more than the three of us can eat, and a man can get cantankerous if he has to eat turkey for too many meals. We'll be by to get you about eleven. It'll be nice to have some little ones around again. Matt, here, hasn't been little for quite a spell." I was the youngest. My two brothers and two sisters had all married and had moved away. Widow Jensen nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Miles. I don't have to say,
"'May the Lord bless you,' I know for certain that He will."
Out on the sled I felt a warmth that came from deep within and I didn't even notice the cold. When we had gone a ways, Pa turned to me and said,"Matt, I want you to know something. Your ma and me have been tucking a little money away here and there all year so we could buy that rifle for you, but we didn't have quite enough.
Then yesterday a man who owed me a little money from years back came by to make things square. Your ma and me were real excited, thinking that now we could get you that rifle, and I started into town this morning to do just that. But on the way I saw little Jakey out scratching in the woodpile with his feet wrapped in those gunny sacks and I knew what I had to do.
Son, I spent the money for shoes and a little candy for those children. I hope you understand."
I understood, and my eyes became wet with tears again. I understood very well, and I was so glad Pa had done it. Now the rifle seemed very low on my list of priorities. Pa had given me a lot more. He had given me the look on Widow Jensen's face and the radiant smiles of her three children. For the rest of my life, Whenever I saw any of the Jensen's, or split a
block of wood, I remembered, and remembering brought back that same joy I felt riding home beside Pa that night. Pa had given me much more than a
rifle that night, he had given me the best Christmas of my life.

Pentagon Dreams
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In Search of the Best Christmas Tree

Climbing the Three Hills in Search of the Best Christmas Tree

Just seven nights from the
darkest
night of the year, my son
and I climb
the three hills behind
the white
house, his flashlight
leaping
from hemlock to fir,
to white
pine and blue spruce
and back
again. Up, up higher
he runs,
shadow among larger
shadows
in the below-zero,
constellated
half-mooned sky, his
voice
so distant at times
I think
it is the wind, a rustle
of tall
grass, the squeak of my
boots
on new snow, his silence
making
me shout, Where are you?,
his floating
back, Why are you so slow?,
a good
question I ask myself to
the beat
of my forty-eight-year-old
heart,
so many answers rushing up
that
I have to stop and command
them back,
snow devils whirling
before
me, behind me, on all
sides,
names that gleam and
black
out like ancient specks
of moon-
light, that old track
I step
onto like an escalator
rising
to the ridge where the
best
trees grow and I know
I will find my son.

© Len Roberts

Jealousy

Jealousy is fear of not being good enough. It is an aspect of fear - an aspect of lack of self love. It is one of the most harmful diseases upon your planet today and the most damaging.

It can be transmuted by total self love - self acceptance and knowing your God within. It must be faced - brought out into the open and understood for the harmful disease that it is. Only then can it find release and be transmuted into oneness with all. There is no need or necessity for jealousy my child. It is your own illusion of fear which brings it about. Face your fears head on. Bring them into the light. Name them for what they are and they will have a hold over you no longer. Be willing to release your jealousy and your fear of insecurity into the light. You will discover, when you have done this, the most wonderful feeling of security, knowing and trust, that you have ever felt overwhelm you.

Know that you are immortal and nothing can harm you. You are your God within. You are all that is, and if you can truly love every aspect of yourself - jealousy will not have a place in your life. Be open with your feelings. Love all, serve all. But most of all, love self in every way.
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Bluegoo

I love blue,Dont You?
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Complexities in Interactions with Others

COMPLEXITIES IN INTERACTIONS WITH OTHERS
In every situation we find ourselves in this life with another human being, there is always an exchange of energies. One is always competing for energy from another whenever there is a confrontation between two or more people. This energy exchange is so subtle at times, we are not even aware of it. When we are angry or upset, we draw energy from another, and unless we are centered, we are unknowingly 'sapped' of our energy through either a reaction of anger, or through pity.

When we come into contact with other human beings, without which there would be no growth, we are always facing some type of interaction, conflict or energy exchange. We have to learn to recognise the exchange that is taking place, and not surrender our energy to others when they are trying to manipulate our energy for their own purposes. We have to stay centered within our own centre and name the situation for what it is. Only through total unconditional Love can we learn to overcome this manipulation.

Affirmations of Abundant Supply

Following are other power affirmations for abundant supply.
Choose the affirmations that feel appropriate to you --
those that resonate with you, or strike an emotional chord.
It is important that the words feel comfortable to you and
are in line with who you are. Feel free to create one for
your specific need by substituting other words that have
special meaning to you:

Affirmations of Abundant Supply:

* I am now open to receive.
* Life is easy, I have an abundance of whatever I need.
* I now have surplus, all my needs are being met.
* I have unlimited abundance.
* I now give and receive freely.
* This is a rich universe and there is plenty for all of us.
* I now live in a rich and loving universe.
* Money comes to me easily and effortlessly.
* I am always supplied with whatever I need.
* I move forward with an expectancy of my greatest good.
* I look for and receive a bountiful supply.
* My greatest good is coming to me NOW.

Green Kidneys

green kidneys
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Savage Opression

Savage Oppression

Under blissful eyes
Bound and gagged from inside
Muting every waking thought with fear
The victim’s cry it won’t hear
Using pain for power
Controlling every passive hour
The voice of reason squelched by its wasteful needs
While peace is raped of its seeds

It’s brutal crimes escape from confession
And fuels it’s reign from our blind repression

I watch in bitter regret
As the children are shot
I may not have much of a sane mind left
But it’s far more than you got
While tension takes its toll
My bleeding morals grow sick
As your psycho monolith slowly takes control
The resistance starts to tick

Cold crimson flows from its naked aggression
And sparks the reign from our savage oppression

No More!

Corrupted laws chain the truth helpless
The civil ones crushed from the iron clad fist
Years of pain and hopelessness
Have brought the will and the cry to resist
My patience is stripped to the final core
I will not take your madness no more

No longer will we heed the beurocratic’s lies
Their misguided words have taken too many lives
While darkness and terror have strangled our vision
Choking tighter and tighter and tighter submission
Driven to hysteria and howling frustration
We rise and fight for liberation
The tyrants attempt to distort the solution
Has strongly ignited our revolution
To strike back at hate to stop tyranny
To strike back for vengeance
To kill the war machine
Crush martial law and bloody anarchy
Damn the oppressors to private purgatory
For the years of cruel enslavement
Have bled our freedoms dry
So we rise up from silence
Face the buggers and defy
And watch the bugger die

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©1994 Astral Plane

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Twin orbs
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Given up

Given Up

I see through the air of confusion
Wrapped in delusion
Every side of hope in defeat
I see through the forgotten daydream
The words like morphine
Running every mind in deceit
The will to care is no longer there
The need to be well known shall go unsown in me

Given up playing the fool for vanity
Given up sacrificing the sanctity

I feel smothered by the expecting
Never rejecting
Such pointless demands in defeat
I feel flustered by the majority
The cold mockery
Drawing false guidelines in deceit
The will to live seems so primitive
The need to be high strung shall go unsung in me

Given up playing the fool for vanity
Given up sacrificing the sanctity

And I don’t feel like I’ve lost my soul
Never missed the time I was under control
And I don’t care about I’ve seen
Gave up my dream

Given up playing the fool for vanity
Given up sacrificing the sanctity
Given up playing the fool for vanity
Given up sacrificing me
Given up


©1995 Astral Plane
Joe Renzetti http://www.joerenzetti.com/index7.html

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