"Each of you is his own universe, and your inner and outer realities regularly form your very own Hall of Mirrors." ~The Reconnections.
April-May 2006
HERE COME DA SLUDGE!
The past few days have been especially challenging in the physical body. My recent office changeover has invoked some activation of dormant DNA (or "DAN" in my case).....and my physical body has been experiencing the influx as etheric "sludge." I've needed to sleep more, drink more water, and get bodywork. I heard from dear friend in the East the other day, who has been quite forlorn of late---reeling from thoughts and feelings of self-alienation and depression. I thought you might like to share in what came through for her. My own energy was fed by this as well.
"I have been harsh and heavy inside, too. My physical body has been dragging, and I am adding in new modalities to assist it as it moves through integrating these new energies. I met a new Reiki Practitioner, and it feels right to add some of that in. I fully believe that a good deal of the self-recrimination going on is simply the result of an overflow of energy……..a kind of etheric sludge. Lots of rest…….lots of water…….and being open to whatever new support stuff we can add. If you can handle having someone touch your body, it would probably make a world of difference! The random feelings that seem to come through may simply be “visitors” that are passing through. If it doesn’t resonate with ALL in you, it is probably just a random traveler who feels attracted to your light, stopping by to share a bit of sorrow or pain. I am working now to personalize ONLY that which fits in nicely with the REST of who I know I am. Any other energies are simply moving through me on their way “home,” which is in the high light or low dark realms.
If it intimidates you, it’s high light (not Oneness). If it depresses you, it’s low dark (not Oneness). Only a ONENESS vibe will feel “right” for you. We all do well simply to focus there, and let the rest of it move on through."
Kit Kat's Holiday!
It was a happy few days that I spent with Nina's cat. After hiding from me for a day and a half, behind some boxes in my home office, he emerged with shout.........at about 3:30 am! I awoke and yelled for him, and he jumped in my lap, demanding some attention. It was cute. He's a fur ball, so I spent the next few days itching and sneezing a bit. But it was so nice to have a visitor for awhile. Nina is threatening to take the clippers to him! That should be a hoot. Last Night (May 26)......at the Club Recon Seattle Meeting which Nina now sponsors at her house, Kit Kat actually made an appearance in a room full of people. He allowed himself to be petted and doted on, and he affirmed the sweetness of the energy in the group. Nina was quite taken by it, since he is normally quite a "scared-y cat." But a few days with the Danimal, and he's a new man!
Kit Kat
I do miss Ziggy, my late 18 year old. I still sense him around the house. He's been on the index page of the web site, as an example of "easy does it." That was his motto in life, and his legacy to me when he moved to the Other Side.
Ziggy
The Coming of Kit-Kat
More transitions! Not only did we complete the job of moving our Kirkland Office (whew!)....but now we're in the process of revisiting the memories of lost kitties. Many of you know about the passing of our 18 year old family cat, Ziggy (who helped me raise two sons)....about a year and a half ago. I've been grieving that loss, but unwilling to resume the required cat box rituals by getting another. And so, in an effort to bridge that energy gap, I am cat sitting this week with Nina's cat, who is officially known as "Kit Kat." He's very different from Ziggy.........a big, fluffy thing, but he is quite affectionate and would hate to stay alone at home while Nina and Company attend her elder daughter's graduation on the East Coast. Nina traditionally refers to him in a feminine gender (since cats are feminine in the German Lanaguage, and Nina speaks fairly fluent German).......so I am sure that I will be required to do sexual identity de-briefing on him.......so he knows that he's still a guy. I reckon we'll eat Dinty Moore Beef Stew, sleep out in the woods, and play cards. Oh, and smoke cigars. We have to do that, don't we? Anyway.........quite excited about the Coming of Kit Kat this week, and sending graduation best wishes to Geneva Stein........who is graduating (with honors) from Bryn Mawr, with a major in Biology. Yea, Geneva!
UNITED 93: IS IT TOO SOON?
This is the question of the hour, when it comes to this film. Are we ready to reopen this case now.........re-introduce these images to our psyche? Whether or not this is an excellent film, in and of itself, seems almost secondary to many of those who are expressing opinions about it. I didn't see it yesterday, as I'd planned. Both my regular movie buddies voted "No, thanks," and I didn't protest. I will see it, though, and soon.
I am a believer in a homeopathic cure for maladies involving the heart and mind. As some of you may know, Homeopathy is the science of curing "like with like." If something tends to make you sick...........a substance or element.........a Homeopath will introduce tiny amounts of that essence into your system, so the body is stimulated to stoke up immunity and overcome the toxic effect.
In terms of emotional and mental pain, if we FACE OUR DEMONS, head on........they cease to have power over us. Nina and I saw this work in a major way when a friend of ours went through the death of her grandson, back in the early 90s. He was a victim of a shooting, by a fellow classmate in Wyoming, and our friend was understandably distraught about the loss.
As we flew to her side, in California, we all talked things through........cried.......prayed.......and then we took things one step further. We each took her by a hand, and we carted her off to the movies.........where we saw two violent films, back to back, allowing for intense discussion in-between. One of the movies was "Dead Man Walking," which featured the killing of two teenagers by a fellow who was now awaiting execution. The story plot was tailor-made for our purposes. It was all about a nun who helped this man come to grips with what he'd done. Sean Penn wore the dark shadow of the crazed killer, dealing with his crime---while Susan Sarandon represented Christ and the face of the Goddess, offering him forgiveness and the love of God. She didn't let him off easy! She made him face the music, even as she held his heart in her hands.
As the film progressed, I could feel the energetic changes in my grieving friend........in all of us, for that matter. She was horrified and glorified, all at the same time. The movie had a scene in it where the audience watched a flash-back to the night of the murder, complete with images of the young people who were killed. We all winced at that, and talked intensely about it later. While other relatives fell apart at the funeral, and at the trial for the boy who killed her grandson---our friend bore up nicely under the strain. It wasn't easy, of course, it never is. But she was able to handle things far better than the rest.
It isn't too soon to handle these issues in our country again. It would surely be too soon to forget! There are those among us who relive these images nightly, seasonally, regularly. They are those who were right there, in the midst of things---people who will be changed forever by what happened on that day. Why can't we allow ourselves to be changed a little, along with them?
Our country has certainly changed, and........methinks....... not necessarily for the better. We didn't take the Homeopathic cure. I feel that the bulk of the damage that came to America, as a result of what happened on September 11, 2001, we did to ourselves.
Don't get me wrong. What happened to the Trade Center, the Pentagon, and to thousands of victims was horrible........no one can disagree with that. But what came afterwards injured our country ten times more. We allowed ourselves to be overtaken by FEAR, and we fed that fear with anger, violence, and a curious form of pride. The world which initially gathered around us in sympathy, in fellowship of suffering, soon backed away in disgust. Our vengeful, irrational, WAR ON TERROR has multiplied terror several times over.
During these times of national polarization, a film which adeptly tells the story of 40 passengers on a doomed airplane......working together..........giving their lives......... to prevent even more disaster from occurring..... seems right on time to me. Let us stop for a moment to remember. Let us stop for a moment to shed a few more tears, to continue the healing........and to realize who and what we are, as a people.
If there are those among us who feel they cannot or will not do this now, that will be okay, too. Everyone is different in how they handle tragedy. Homeopathy is not for all. But for those of us who can do the work, who believe in the inner work....... this movie is a next step. A powerful next step. We'll need to take many more before we truly get beyond this. May God/Goddess bless this suffering world right now.
FIGHTING THE INNER WAR (click here)
THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN CATS AND DOGS
INTELLIGENT DESIGN?
Or are we just a bunch of MONKEYS, with an attitude problem?
Click HERE for the answer!
LIFE IS SHORT
This song was written by a terminally girl in a New York State Hospital.
It was later released, with permission, by her Doctor.
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SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say "Hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
April 9, 2006.
Do Something BRAVE today! (And then run like hell!)
Izzat Phunny, or What?
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