When my heart begins to open, there’s a melody. When love flows through me, there’s a song. I sing as I seek the Divine I sing and my soul is dancing I sing and it’s the Song of Songs
My journey had been long and winding. I sought what my heart yearned. In streets, and busy markets; over hills and valleys deep; my beloved is hidden, in plain sight. And always there’s a song. I sing as I seek the Divine I sing and my soul is dancing I sing and it’s the Song of Songs
My Divine Heart is open, open for Him. His name is like nectar nectar on my lips. Lovesick I am drawn to His fire. Let it burn within my soul. I wish to be reborn in His mercy. to resurrect as His song. I sing as I seek the Divine I sing and my soul is dancing I sing and it’s the Song of Songs
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Great Spirit, Source, Current of Life, when I observe the history of humankind, when I watch the news, follow on worldwide media reports, I am disheartened and saddened. The viciousness and brutality, the acts of ruthlessness and cruelty. I find myself wondering if violence is an integral part of the human nature. The meanness and malevolent practiced by individuals, sects, and nations, are horrifying. Whether performed in the name of a political, social, or religious cause, out of personal vendetta, a long-held grudge, or serving some other agenda, such deeds leave me baffled and dismayed. I lose faith in humanity, as well as in the belief that there is a Divine guiding hand.
I call upon and invoke the Angels of Peace and Harmony. Please remind me that world peace starts with inner peace, that while I may wish for universal harmony, I cannot change others. I can only change myself. Please guide me on a path of evolution and growth, so that my transformation may inspire my brothers and sisters, and humanity at large.
I call upon and invoke Meu Pai Oxalá, Lord Krishna, and Lord Jesus. Please, I pray, touch my soul, and remind me that everything happens for a reason that I do not always comprehend. That while violence continues to express itself in the world, we, as humanity, came a long way from cannibalism and the inquisition. That while I wish for our society to operate on a higher vibration, one should not judge a bud for not being a flower. That acts of brutality can serve as an invitation to practice even more kindness, charity, and compassion.
I call upon and invoke Meu Pai Ogum and Mama Iansá. Please remind me that the violence we experience on the material plane, is but a correction set upon us due to a digression we took from the Universal Law. That the fierce storms we occasionally face, do serve a purpose – to bring us back in line, and can be used to further our faith. And that we, as human beings, must learn when to use the shield, instead of hurrying to pull out the sword.
I call upon and invoke the spirits of Mahatma Gandhi, Martin Luther King, and Nelson Mandela. Please remind me to practice patience, hope, and trust. Please inspire me in the way of peaceful resistance, endurance, and understanding. Please illuminate my heart and restore my faith in my fellow men.
Great Spirit, Source, Current of Life, I found peace, and it is within. I embrace, yet again, the path of trust and faith. I show compassion to the troubled souls who choose to express the darkness that surrounds them, that resides within them, in a manner that inflicts pain and suffering, not realizing that in so doing, they further cut themselves from the Source. I take the way of the leaf, the path of light, and have faith that my own light will shine bright for others.
I am a pacifist of a sort. I do not believe in violence as a solution for conflicts and friction.
The other day, I was thinking about a person from my past, who brought much grief upon me. Given the opportunity, would I have eliminated that person to save me from pain? The answer was absolutely not. While they attempted to harm me in a multitude of ways, I would not have taken any violent steps to retort.
I found that reply to be relatively easy. I therefore asked myself, would I consider hurting, and even eliminating, another human being under different circumstances?
To test myself, I went to the extreme. Given an opportunity, if I lived in Germany in the 1930s, and knowing what we know today about Hitler, and if I had an opportunity to press a button and make him die, would I? With this question I found myself promptly responding with a yes. Pacifist or not, removing a person that brought so much evil and death into the world was a no-brainer.
This reminded me of a famous story, attributed, among others, to George Bernard Shaw, Winston Churchill, Groucho Marx, Mark Twain, and several others…
At a party, a man asks a socialite if she would be willing to sleep with him, if he pays her a million dollars. She blushes somewhat but readily agree. He then asks if she would still be willing to sleep with him for just a dollar. The woman blows a fuse and replies in anger, “Why, what kind of woman do you think I am?” To this the man replies, “Madam, we’ve already established what you are. Now we’re just haggling over the price.”
Following this line of thinking, I realized that since I agreed that I would be ready to kill Hitler, it means that under certain circumstances, I can be a murderer. Now it is just a matter of defining those circumstances.
Over the years, I came to believe that the word never is useless. I will never do this or that – whenever I state this, some circumstances will take place where I find myself challenged with a situation that calls for breaking the never statement. Thus, I avoid, to the best of my awareness, the use of the words never and always. They are tricky words. Stating that I would never steal, is correct for me right now. But what if I find myself in a situation where my kids are on the verge of starvation, and the only way for me to feed them is by stealing a piece of bread? This is but one example; there can be extreme circumstances for almost every possible scenario of never and always statements.
Back to the question of killing. Would have I killed Stalin? Likely yes. He was, in my opinion, a mass murderer, not much different than Hitler. These two characters are easy as they are on the extreme side of the scale. How about the leader of North Korea, or the Russian tyrant? How about certain political, religious and other such figures, who brought and continue to bring much death and pain to the masses? Here I found myself slow to respond. It is easier to execute persons who are no longer among the living. But when it comes to people who are still alive, I feel the burden of making such a decision, heavy for me to make. I would have gladly approved capturing such people, and placing them in front of an international court to decide, but for myself to pull the trigger, I am not so sure. So maybe I am not a born killer after all. Maybe there is still hope for me.
It is a curious thing. When we meet someone new, whether under social, business, romantic, or other circumstances, and we take to liking that person, as the relationship builds and grows, we often glorify that person in our mind as well as in front of others. Maybe it is a teacher we came to admire, a motivational speaker, a shrewd businessman, a community leader, a new friend, or a lover. We assign them with incredible qualities and virtues, merits that are usually way beyond human capacity. I for one, am certainly guilty of acting this way every so often.
Yet, what happens when such a relationship comes to an end on poor terms? I find that we tend to go from glorifying that person, directly into demonizing them. Suddenly, all of those amazing virtues are gone, and instead, we see only their darkness.
Most people are neither angels nor demons. We are all human beings, struggling in one way or another, to find our way through this wondrous maze called life. Every so often, we make poor judgement and end up hurting ourselves and others. To not realize this about ourselves, is to be blinded by our own darkness. It is the darkness that we are not always willing to look at, thus we project it onto others.
As mentioned, I am no different. I can get excited about someone I recently met and developed a relationship with, and if the connection ends up on bad terms, my mind is quick to find every possible fault with the other person. This is how I acted in the past, only now I am calling myself on this trait. As an example, when I tell myself that the other person is selfish and full of himself, I immediately follow up with the question – where am I being selfish and full of myself, and not willing to look at it? Every fault I find with the other person is something I wish to honestly look at within myself. Thus, I am using a situation that I would consider negative – of being critical of the other, as a tool for my own self-growth and transformation. I hope that one day I will be tempted to demonize no more. Until then, I have my work cut out for me.
I believe that there is a Divine Plan. In essence, it is a curriculum that our soul created for ourselves before entering this body in this life. Only that we forget. As soon as we are born, we don’t remember that we created this set of lessons, let alone the subject matter of the lessons themselves. These teachings often appear as challenges we face in our lives.
All this is quite familiar for people involved with Spiritism. But here comes the curious part. What I recently realized is that the size of the lesson, is the size of my resistance to learning it. In other words, the more I resist, the harsher the lesson is going to be. For example, if a certain lesson involves taking time off for myself to expand my inner growth, and I keep on being distracted by work and other activities, a slight headache may not suffice to deter me from such distractions. I inadvertently call in something more challenging to force me into alone time. This can be a simple yet painful stomach flu that will make me stay in bed for a day. If I don’t absorb this lesson and immediately rush back to work, the stomach flu may be followed by something more severe such as COVID or even cancer. This is not to say that anyone who has COVID or cancer is someone who ignores taking time for themselves. The means – a disease in this example, is a tool that may be used by the Divine Plan for various purposes, but it does mean that if the challenge we are facing is severe, it is because we refused to yield and learn the lesson the easy way.
As we go through life, the curriculum is unbeknown to us, yet it is pre-set. The way we will learn these lessons depends on how open we are to truly listen, integrate and implement. Therefore, the harsher the lesson, the question to ask is not “why me?” but rather, what did I miss, or am I still missing? A relationship fallout, romantic or otherwise, may be an indication of me missing the bigger picture, of making poor choices. Can I see it, learn, and integrate, or does the lesson needs repeating in a more painful way next time around? The size of the pain in the lesson, the size of my resistance.
As I go through life, may I remain an open vessel for lessons to come, and I pray I learn it the first time around. And so be it.
A disclaimer: I am not a medical expert – not certified nor social-media self-proclaimed, just a guy making some observations.
As if we didn’t have enough friction going on in this country around topics such as discrimination, Black Lives, Me Too, abortion, gun control, climate change, and immigration rights; COVID, amongst its many “gifts”, added masks and vaccinations to the national and online debates.
Round and about, it is amusing how people who find themselves on the negative side of a debate, look for a positive word to represent their position. For example, anti-abortion became pro-life. And nowadays, anti-vaccination have turned into “medical freedom”. No one wants to be on the “anti” side anymore. I guess since I am anti-war, henceforth I will be named “pro-peace”. There, that settles that!
Back on topic: I was giving some thought to the debate about whether to get vaccinated or not. For me, getting vaccinated was a no-brainer. For some, the statement I just made that it was a no-brainer will mean that people without brains rush to get vaccinated, while for others it would mean that no brain is required to realize the benefits of the vaccine. I leave that choice up to you.
Back to me. I had experienced COVID firsthand back in March 2020, and after 10 most miserable days – my COVID experience I can only describe as flu on steroids — I rather take my chances with science, even if it is not yet cooked to perfection. And while I met several self-proclaimed “experts” on COVID who explained to me why getting vaccinated is a poor choice, I am yet to meet a person I would consider a real expert to claim the same. Thus my choice to be vaccinated as soon as it was made available to my age group back in March 2021.
That being said, I do respect choices other people make, so long as it has little to no effect on me or on others/the environment around them.
That means that you can smoke your lungs out so long as I don’t need to second-hand feel your smoke, and that there are no other ramifications to me such as your medical bills added to my insurance cost. I respect your choice but with this caveat.
What it comes to COVID, here is what we know that is hard to argue with.
When I write “hard to argue with” it means that if you wish to question data coming from various countries and claim that COVID is a world-wide conspiracy, I would like to refer you to the Flat Earth website where you will be in better company than here… 😊
We know that vaccinated people are less likely to contract the disease. They can still get infected, but if they do, it’s likely to be less severe.
We know that vaccinated people are less likely to spread the disease. They can still be asymptomatic and thus carriers, but to a much lesser degree than non-vaccinated people.
We know the Delta variant is highly contagious.
We know that you can skip vaccination and still not get sick, or catch the virus and be asymptomatic (lucky busters…)
We know that a small percentage of the people who get vaccinated suffer from complications.
We know that countries / states with high percentage of vaccinated population have lower cases of COVID.
We know that in many places the hospitals (and health support system at large,) are at full capacity because of COVID, which makes it difficult, if not impossible, to take care of people with non-COVID challenges.
As a result, if not yet, I can make an educated guess that our health insurance costs will rise a lot in the coming years.
Taken all of the above into consideration, and remembering that we also wish to honor freedom of choice, the solution I suggest is as follows:
Any person who can be vaccinated but refuses to do so, will sign a legal-tight document where they take full responsibility over any and all medical and/or other bills, in case they contract COVID and have to be hospitalized. If one wants freedom, let that person take the full responsibility that comes with that choice. Why should I pay for someone else’s choice? You want it? Own it!
Round and about, I would do the same with people who refuse to wear a seat-belt in a car, or a helmet on a motorcycle. I agree that they have the right to do as they please, so long as it does not put others in danger. But own it. If you get into an accident and somehow survive, albeit with much medical complications, you pay your bills and don’t expect the insurance to cover it because you decided a seat-belt is not necessary.
I know this is dangerous ground. Some may argue that if we go this path, why should we pay for a heart by-pass surgery for someone who choses to eat poorly and not exercise? I agree. We should not. The whole health insurance system is skewed and should be revised. I, as a member in an insured group, am willing to participate in funding medical care for people who have born genetic issue. I view it as part of my responsibility, being a member of the human-kind. But I do not wish to take responsibility over other people life-style choices.
If What I wrote thus far makes sense, it is not easy to implement. The main reason is privacy. For us, as a society, to offer fair insurance that is based on life-style choices, means that we will need to poke into the closets and kitchens of our society members, and as I am also a privacy advocate, that cannot be. Once we let the Big Brother in, which we already partially did, there is no end to it. Thus I do not have a full solution yet. I suspect that with us surrendering ourselves more and more to the likes of Google, Siri, Alexa, and such – a form of the Big Brother disguised as online programs designed to learn us so we can better be served, knowing all there is to know about our private lives will be less of an issue for future generations growing up with this sort of invasiveness.
But on the short term, I still stand behind this idea – don’t want to get vaccinated? Yes, you are posing a greater risk to people around you as you are more likely to be a carrier, which is not cool, but at least own your decision by owning all your medical bills in case you do get sick.
And… after all that being said, I wish us all a healthier year.
When I speak with a person who had an orthodox Christian upbringing, it is curious how determined they seem to be that Jesus is the only Savior, and that anyone who would not follow the path they follow, is doomed to hell. Yet when I speak with an orthodox Jew, or a devout Muslim, they seem pretty sure that their path is the one absolute road to salvation. How similar orthodoxism (yeah, I know, not a dictionary word…) seems to be. There are some variants between the different religions, not to mention their many flavors (e.g. Catholicism, Baptism, Presbyterian, JW…) but the conviction remains the same.
Whatever path one follows, imagine being born into a whole different environment. If you are a Christian, imagine being born into an Orthodox Jewish or Muslim family. If you are Jewish, imagine being born into a Christian or Muslim family, and so on and so forth. From a very young age, you are being pounded with the belief system of your parents, teachers, and later on, your friends. It is a brainwash. Very few are able to, as they grow up, break away from that programming. That is no wonder. At a tender age we are most susceptive, and whatever our parents and other authoritative adults in our lives say, must be true.
Maybe Jesus was the son of God. I personally believe that we are all sons and daughters of God, but that aside, maybe he was the one and only Savior. Or maybe he was just a Jewish guy on a quest to end corruption that prevailed in the Jewish leading institutions of his time. Regardless, Jesus became a symbol and a deity representing something larger than life; an aspiration. The way I see it, one does not need to be a Christian to be inspired by Jesus, by St. Francis, or, for that matter, by the Buddha. If I can form a relationship with the vibrations these deities represent, they become energies I can call into my life at a time of need. To say that one is a Christian and then act in a manner that discriminates others for their ethnicity, gender, sexual identification, or any other such factor, is to say one thing and act another. My perspective is that to connect with St. Francis is all about charity and unconditional giving. To connect with the Buddha is to be an observant of suffering without becoming entangled in the drama. To connect with Jesus is to offer forgiveness without playing the victim.
The spiritual path is not one but many. We each walk our own unique trail, and rather than imitate what others tell us is the right way, we can have a direct experience with what is Divine for us. Doing so, we ultimately come to see that despite our differences, and maybe because of them, we all share the same Divine Heart. Names and titles of deities become somewhat irrelevant. Words and actions are what really matter. I love Jesus for what he represents for me. I love the Buddha and Quan Yin for what they inspire me to do. And with that said, I chisel my own path in this journey called my life.
COVIC vaccination, should one take it or not? This seems to be a topic of discussion for quite a few people these days. I am no expert but here are some thoughts.
Those who oppose the vaccine, typically recruit either God or science to their aid. Many orthodox people claim there is no need to take it. For the believers, God will provide shelter. Others says that the vaccination had not been in use long enough to evaluate the long-term effects of this new treatment.
When it comes to God, an old joke comes to mind. A guy who was a firm believer in God, found himself stuck on the roof of his house during a flood. Being who he was, he prayed to God for help. Soon after, a man in a rowboat came by. Seeing the guy on the roof, the man in the boat called, “Jump over, I can take you with me to safety.” The stranded guy calmly replied, “No, it’s okay. I’ve been praying to God and the Almighty is surely going to save me.” So the man in rowboat rowed on. The water continued to rise, and some time after, a couple in motorboat came by. Seeing the guy on the roof they called, “Jump in, we can save you.” The stranded guy replied, “Thank you but no thank you. I’ve been praying to God. I have faith. God will surly save me.” The couple in the motorboat wished him well and went on. By then the water reached the knees of the guy on the roof. A helicopter came by and the pilot called, “Here, grab this rope and I will lift you up to safety.” The stranded guy again replied, “Thanks but no. I’ve praying to the good Lord. I am a believer and I know he will come to my aid.” The helicopter flew away. The water continue to rise and eventually the guy on the roof drowned. Reaching Heaven, the drowned guy met God. “I had faith in you,” he complained, “but you abandoned me. Why didn’t save me and let me drown instead. I don’t comprehend, why?!” “It is you I don’t understand,” came God’s answer. “I sent you a rowboat and then a motorboat, and I even sent a helicopter. What else did you expect?”
I can only imagine those orthodox people arriving in Heaven and voicing their grievance, and God replying, “I sent you a vaccine that was developed faster than any vaccine ever been offered. What else did you wish for?”
My other friends who oppose the vaccine, express fear of the unknown long-term side-effects. They suspect, and not without merit, a conspiracy of the government and the pharmaceutical companies. They believe that, with the help of the media, the government and pharmaceutical industry are bestowing fear on the public in order to sell more vaccinations, making some executives very wealthy. When it comes to trust in the government and the pharmaceutical companies, I tend to agree. Both provided us with plenty of opportunities to doubt their agenda. Yet, lets look at fear. It is my belief that the COVID virus is a manifestation of the global fear we have been experiencing over the past decade. I already did a blog post about this fear so I would not go into it again in great details. It is no surprise that COVID appeared and spread like wild fire at a time the administration in the USA, and elsewhere in the world, was promoting fear; fear of immigrants, fear of LGBT, fear of just about anything different. Fear brings about isolation. COVID allowed us to go into further isolation so that we can look at the fear and start to address it. And thus, while those who oppose taking the shot claim the government is scaring people into taking the vaccine, they themselves are subject to a fear of the unknown.
I Googled a phobia name for a fear of vaccinations. I found no such word expect for Trypanophobia which is a fear of needles. It is not the fear I am addressing here and I wonder when a new phobic word would be created to describe it. However, there is Xenophobia, which is a fear of the unknown. We all have some of it, yet we don’t let it stop us from getting up in the morning, believing we know how our day is going to go, yet feeling surprised when things don’t go as planned. It doesn’t prevent us from stepping into our cars and onto the road, a place where a million things can go wrong. Eating at restaurants, where we trust that those who prepare our food will keep hygiene and use safe products; and so on and so forth. Life is one big unknown.
The question is a matter of risk evaluation. What are the chances of one catching COVID and suffering the possible long-term effects of the disease, or even face death, versus taking a shot and risking its possible unknown futuristic effects. We each have our subjective opinion as no one really knows. Yet one may wish to ask themselves what sort of fear is controlling our decision. To claim that those who take the vaccination are acting out of fear is not to admit to one’s own fears. Whatever our decision, I suggest that we do not belittle others for what they believe is the right course of action for them.
On occasion, I would find myself having a discussion with a person whose opinions and perspective are quite different than mine. There are also conversations in which the other party shares with me a challenge they are having. I used to see these situations as an invitation to provide my own opinion, or offer a word of advice. In the case of a difference in opinion, that would often lead to friction in which each party is trying to prove the other wrong. In the case of the other person sharing a challenge, the advice I provided was not always welcomed.
What I have learned is to simply listen, listen without making any comments. When the other person finishes to present their case, I would reply with, “I understand.” If my opinion is different, I understand does not mean I agree; just that I have heard them.
When it comes to a friend sharing a challenge, I do not offer an advice unless asked. The most that I will do is ask permission to offer my thoughts, saying, “can I offer my opinion?” When asking for permission, if granted, the other party is more likely to hear what I have to say. If they do not accept my advice, it is their choice, and I have learned to honor it.
This may be a little trickier with a spouse, a partner, or with my kids. Yet, they are no different. Working in the Light means that I commit to honoring the free-will of others, whether they agree with me or not. At times it is a challenge, especially when it is very clear to me that their choices are misguided, and may even lead them to harm. But it is the path I am choosing. I am learning to trust and have faith that if they stick to what they believe, it is by design and not mine to alter.
All this is still work in progress as I am shifting from old patterns into new ones. Next time you see me and have something to say, if you hear me reply with “I understand,” you will understand why. 🙂
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