Monday, August 31, 2015

A personal undate

Some of you read these posts on a regular basis. You know that my bride of five decades plus is under hospice care for cancer and we are quickly approaching the time of transition. 

It is a singular honor to be part of her sacred passage. A heavy sadness is present, but so too is the knowing that “there” is home and “here” is the illusion.

Friday, August 28, 2015

Understanding? Is it possible?

I look at the tragic and insane ending of two lives in the Virginia shooting two days ago and I ask what is the purpose of this. Some disciplines believe that each soul has planned potentials before they emerge into this life and density from the spirit realm and they agree to those potentials depending on individual choices.

I’d like to believe that for it validates the prophetic phrase of the poet Khalil Gibran, when he wrote and I am paraphrasing, “each ending is not without the participation of the victim.”

Frankly that makes no sense in our result, action, and choice/consequence world, but it could if one can truly disassociate the mind and body from the perceived reality of our dimension and embrace the fact that we never really die and move from life to life in order to grow closer to the Source of All That Is. If only...

It’s hard to fathom and equally hard to understand the seemingly injustice of it all.

I’m gonna go and think about mowing the lawn.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Another Gun Tragedy

The orchestrated killing of two journalists in Virginia was tragic, but I doubt it will motivate the feds and states to modify their gun possesions laws. If Connecticut's school killing tragedy didn't do it Virginia's insane tragedy won't propell weak politicians to stand up to the NRA lobbyists and money in Congress.

For journalists covering this story it is difficult not to give the killer his fifteen minutes of fame. Some news organizations have tried to minimize the information about the killer, supposedly denying him his fame, but it's not working. Reporters, readers and viewers always look for the  "why" in any story.

An answer, if we want one, lies in better observation and treatment of human mental abberations and stricter gun control laws.

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Old Friends

I talked to old friends last night. He and she are thousands of miles from touching and hugging, but they are there, close, and comforting.

"Old friends," what the heck does that mean anyway? When you are "old" friends you laugh with tears and cry with laughter. You care, you worry, you try to hide your concern for the illnesses and failures you've shared, but you can't. You bury your laughs and your tears with the passage of time and rejoice that you know the word "friend" is just as powerful as the word, "family."

Our friends are concerned for the experience my wife and I are going through with my wife's terminal cancer in the final stages.

A long while back another friend Gail Levine wrote about her observations of the friendship I referred to at the top of this post. I like what Gail said and know it is a truth.

"Friendships travel and weather. They suffer and survive. They change and transfer. All things said get forgiven and forgotten and remembered, but have withstood the task of understanding.

Friendships have moments of old laughter where the walls smile long after conversation has left the room.

Friendships taste each other’s tears and fears.
The rarest of friends have all the goods on each other and know all the good in each other. Maybe they even know the bad, but long ago they ceased to notice."

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

The best line yet!

I heard it the other day and laughed out loud.

"If Donald Trump gets elected President, it will be the Canadians who build a wall."

Before you support "The Donald" try checking his facts and figures. We don't need a President that exaggerates, fakes, and guesses about fundamental statistics. Interpreting statistics in one's favor is what politicians do, faking them is what bombastic egomaniacs do.

Monday, August 24, 2015

New York's Broadway Nudity

New York City is having an issue with topless woman parading and fleecing tourists for tips at a Broadway pedestrian plaza.

Anglo Saxton humanity has had an issue with public nudity for centuries. The “why” of that has any number of reasons from religion to social customs.

Personally I don’t have a problem with folks who choose to be exhibitionists. The world is filled with only two types of bodies and we’ve all see what they look like so there are no surprises to the eye.

New York city is not the only city of the world where partial nudity via painted body parts is prevalent. It seems to me that if you know it exists in a specific area and you or your young ones might be offended, then don’t go there.

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