I am His Hands. He is My Eyes.

Some people see limits where other people see possibilities.  Some people say, “I can’t” when others always “can.”  Some people give up and others never quit trying.

Somewhere in the pain of life we find our path.  We fight against our circumstances which are always more than we ever knew.  We curse God.  We hurt the people we love the most.  We run until we realize we can never outrun ourselves and there is nothing to do but to sit with those circumstances and learn the lessons.

How lonely we all are in our own lives, swinging away at our demons and fighting off the monsters that stalk us through the night.  How much easier life would be if we could only stop working so hard at keeping up our image that all of life’s lessons seem to assert as the only thing worth fighting for.  We have to be strong.  We have to be successful.  We have to be perfect… even when all we want to do is cry. Continue reading

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Survival

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None of us have The Answer.  Sometimes I think all we can do is take a page out of Alcoholics Anonymous.  We take responsibility for our part in creating this world and the mess it is in.  We realize that we cannot focus on the totality of the problem for a million reasons.  But what we do focus on is ourselves, and this moment and today.

What if TODAY we did not commit any unkind acts?  What if TODAY we did one good thing?   What if TODAY we took the time to tell our loved ones that they matter?  What if TODAY we made time for what matters and let the superficial deal with itself for just a little bit?

You eat an elephant one bite at a time.  Addicts do one day at a time.  We can break it down to even one act a day, and slowly, maybe in between the time we brush our teeth and the time we go to bed . . . the world will begin to heal.  People will let go of their hate.  Our hearts will be filled with what matters and we will let go of the cheap substitutes of money and things that never seem to last or fill that huge hole in all of us.  We all, just want to be loved and needed.  We all just want to love and to help.  No-one has to have The Answer.  We don’t even have to answer anything.  We just have to be willing to begin.  Reach out.  Do what you can.  Find someone to love.  Begin.  We can heal the broken, wounded lives that exist all around us, one act at a time.

Kindness matters

No Room Left in The Inn.

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Some discussion and information on plans for forced sterilization:

Women Prisoners Sterilized to Cut Welfare Costs in California.

Schools Implant IUD’s in Girls as Young as Sixth Grade Without Their Parents Knowing.

Proposal to Temporarily Sterilise All NZ Teenage Females Should Raise Serious Red Flags

Bill Gates Foundation Announces Implantable Remote Controlled Contraceptive Microchip That Can Last Up To 16 Years.

Over the past few years the cries for forced sterilisation have reached a fevered pitch. People are talking population control and the need to stop third world countries from reproducing.  Of course some people are kinder than that, they insist they are empowering the women and giving them opportunities even though you seldom here about the part of that plan that follows, forced birth control or sterilisation.   Others suggest they are doing the world a favour by helping to reduce the growing population which the earth can no longer support. Whatever the reasoning, population reduction is always about “other” people, usually the poor, who should have their numbers reduced for the greater good of us all. The rest of us carry on procreating at will.

And I am not trying to control anyone.  If you have an idea that you want to put forward, then do it, but strip away the candy coating to try and make it more palatable.  Take away all the misdirection that suggests it is about some other, more noble cause.   Continue reading

The Lie.

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Did it all happen so fast?

I don’t believe this.

It probably seemed fast to those who did not see it coming.  It probably looked like it happened overnight.  There is so much going on in the world right now that speaks to what will happen and yet people refuse to see.  They don’t want to interrupt their TV show, or put down their credit card, or stop talking about their next cruise.

When you are comfortable, other people’s pain and discomfort is an inconvenience and we are seduced by our conveniences.  We define our lives by them. Continue reading

A Different Attitude Towards Work.

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I recently read the story of a man who drew an amazing maze some 30 years ago.  It has everyone talking.  It is really complex and impossible to solve.

Everyone is astonished to find out this man is not some mathematician or scientist, “just” a janitor.

I am irritated by stories like this.

Why do we cling to absolutes that tell us that if someone is a “doctor” they have to be smarter than the rest of us?  Why do we believe that if someone is a “janitor” they must not be as intelligent?  Why do we value people according to the work they do?  Why do we value some jobs over others?  I said this just recently, but it bears repeating, “How pleasant would it be to work as a doctor if there were no janitors?” Continue reading

TFFT: The Importance of Knowing Yourself

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Meditation is something that I have incorporated into my life in such a way that it is as natural to me as breathing.  I do it constantly.  Sometimes it is a big production as in a date with myself and sometimes it is a quick breath I snatch in the middle of a hectic schedule.  Sometimes it is first aid but it has become a constant in my life.  I teach classes to empower people to be able to meditate in their daily lives because I believe that meditation is not just something we do in a perfectly prepared quiet place.  It is survival.  And it has to be adaptable to each of our situations so that it becomes a viable tool that we use. Continue reading