Thursday, June 25, 2009

The World Is Full of Victims

For years I wandered around drinking myself silly and feeling sorry for poor little ole me.

The world is full of victims. What we are is what we choose to be. We're our own architect. We're the sum total of our every thought, our every word, our every action, every moment we been alive.

Life has lots of followers and a few good leaders but precious few truly superlative teachers.

We’re all here to help each other. Like it or not, we’re all students and teachers. We’re here for one another as much as for ourselves.

Learning to accept others is part of the plan. We can fight it or we can allow it. It’s up to us…everything is.

At the end of the day the sun sets. But it will rise again and so will we.

We have a choice. We can choose to learn and rise above…or not.

Only time separates our knowledge of who and what we are. As time unfolds, so do we…wiser and more aware of who and what we really are.

On thing rises (exists) above all else. It’s what all life seeks in all its different ways. When everything is spent…when all is tried and failed…when we finally give up, give in and allow...there is love…waiting for us. It’s been there all the time, patient and caring, expecting us at any moment to accept who we really are. It will happen. It’s only a matter of time. Love can wait us out.


Tuesday, June 2, 2009

One Act of Kindness

Among my many treasured friends are some from counties often called “under developed”. Still, the love I sense from many of them cannot be described as anything less than highly spiritually evolved.

I find it intriguing how advanced we sometimes see ourselves in our so-called “highly developed” or “technologically advanced” parts of the world, when there are so many “under developed” or “less civilized” cultures where it is considered a very serious infraction or breech of behavior to know about something good or be aware that something exists that could potentially benefit something or some one and NOT tell them about it or make them aware of it somehow.

It’s easy these days to get caught up in the act of self preservation. When times are tough, everything in life seems more difficult. All the things we think we need for survival run low or suddenly seem in short supply. We hold on firmly to “THINGS”, not sure why. Yet in many countries where self-preservation is always day-to-day, serving and protecting abounds.

To the anxious mind, the plate is full. The more we focus, the more it grows. Only fear may be gathered from the anxious mind. Nothing can be added to a plate that’s full, it simply falls away.

Many of us focus on ourselves, less and less on others…even to those closest. It’s not that we no longer care…of course we do. We just have a whole lot on our minds. It’s so much easier to give when we have more, than when we have less.

There is an old saying: “Those that share without thinking, receive without asking.”

Planning = Planning
Beginning = Beginning
Thinking About Doing = Thinking About Doing
Doing = Doing
For me, as always = It is what it is