Swami Said Self

“The machine mechanically performs all the movements

its maker wants it to perform, its movements are not those of life.

How can we make the distinction between the living and the dead, then?

In the living there is freedom, there is intelligence;

in the dead all is bound and no freedom is possible, because there is no intelligence.”

———-      ~ Swami Vivekananda

Hug This Emotion!

Yea, Reach out and hug my thoughts as I unload them on to this space.

I am wondering about the levels of our shared imagined material world… Material, If everything is material how can I live in the flow of particles which demand that I am kind to myself?

So I understand the things I can see, touch, and hug. I believe in the world of thought since childhood. I had a drawing of a bit of space with wings and the heading: Thoughts Have Wings. I know that emotions are as real as my toes even though I cannot reach out and grab an emotion.

Mother Of The World

I know that the thoughts I have as I go through life, as I drive in traffic, as I dance down the aisles of my well stocked grocery store move my body, mind and heart. I can feel the pitter patter when I see a dear friend approach. I shrink from confrontation with bilious sorts. The function of my senses bind me to the solid forms. I am ready to step into the energy which is magnetized by the action of where I choose to place my thoughts.

I had a great insight when His Holiness The Dalai Lama informed the world that Kindness is his religion. He shouted this into every media site in an effort to wake people up to the definition of Kindness. All kindness starts with Kindness To Yourself. Otherwise, unless you have a direct actual internal experience in your own life you have no real experience. All truth is truth that you have lived. That is the way you can know ‘stuff’.

People fool themselves that they understand grace, goodness, and kindness, all the time. You can tell who is actually knowledgable and who is putting on the airs by their behavior in words and actions. Truth is Love In Action, playing out on the breeze that is the breath of our Mother Nature.

Our Lady of Kibeho

Crystal clear sweet sharp clarity in taste and poise, touch and scent, in beauty for all eyes to see.

 

I left New York and the east coast of America for the weather and unanimity of the bay area but I do not long for my past as a ‘home’. In fact I went back for several weeks last year for my birthday. I saw all my dearest best friends and retraced the steps that helped build the person who has this life I now live. I noticed that I am traveling at an inner pace which is different than the outer wave length lived in those seasons that now will always be my past.

 

I am home in my heart and at peace as I strive to see the energy in its more refined layers of My Material World! Accomplishing everything everywhere without exception!

Peace: A Facet of Fairy Tales

Peace

The stories of fiction and non-fiction are not so far apart. Those Myths and Fairy Tales we all seem to have grown up on spread out a bridge of many colors as a path on which to trod forward. Are they purely fiction?

I have been listening to a running conversation within the AI community about the important meaningful stories of each individual. The inclusion into the Singularity of the life stories of all people on earth has had the spotlight shinning on one sector project. It is not the intellect or the ego driven complications, which are essential to the coming evolution of intelligent machines. The value is in the everyday goodness. Ray Kurzweil’s father was a wonderful musician and conductor. His life was of great value though he is not internationally known as a conductor. He is deeply loved by his son, who has collected every scrap of paper and every tangible item, music and more with all the pictures in one place. All this information about the life of this one man is to be a template that will be used to ‘upload’ all the stories of all the people on our Mother Earth.

The physicist, Richard Feynman, Nobel Laureate, saw stories in the clouds. He did not talk much about what he was looking for as he flew into the clouds day after day. Then when he was invited to give a series of lectures at Harvard, he told his story in language that was understood by almost everyone. His was a fiction about non-fiction!

There is wonderful value to the every day.

My story about Peace starts in 1971 when I was invited to the Peace Bell Ringing at the United Nations in NYC. I had no idea what a remarkable event is was going to be when I got up that morning and traveled into The City. One of Jean Huston’s Mystery School students was going to ring the Peace Bell. A group of us who were doing monthly live readings of Aescalope’s in the building where John Lennon family lived went together. More soon

R E S P E C T

It’s preposterous how I let things, important projects, important letters, forms, calls, just slide away and out of the window of opportunity. Then I create a personality issue like low self esteem or blame. Letting life flow recklessly along without adequate direction is causing me pain.

One step to mitigate this pain problem is to generate an inner sense of peacefulness.  To Love inside your heart for yourself and gratitude that you are here now investigating the possibility of inner peace changes thinking. Peace, which you can send out as a general cloud of positive thought feeling and a prayer extended to all the people you encounter and all beings around the globe is a great tool for understanding how to feel peace. What does Peace feel like inside your body and mind?

The ‘Gratitude Attitude’, I first encountered in a meaningful way at a TED slash BIL conference in Monterey, California, either in 2005 or 2006. A very productive and gentle man gave a talk about generating gratitude by using the simple act of the manner you use signing your written communication.

Instead of ending with Sincerely, Best Wishes, or Best, which have lost any meaning and have become an ‘off handed’ thing clunking at the end of the conversation, you can choose to place a thought from your heart.

He impressed me with his valor and the importance for using a communication mode which becomes an action, that both woke the writer up to how very lucky they are, and to wish a good heart attitude (emoticon Hearted), to the reader.

He instructed us to try the experiment of signing our letters and texting with a feeling of goodness; With Respect and Gratitude, or With Gratitude and Respect.
I have adopted this ending for my letters. I feel good that I take a moment to allow myself to rest in the idea of just how lucky I am. Gratitude, not only to be breathing but to be living in a time and place where I am truly grateful for being able to write letters.

Start Swimming

Through the good fortune of Nature and Nurture, I learned how to enjoy water. Swimming is it’s own special reality. Being completely comfortable in the dense wetness focuses my mind. Will swimming do that for your mind?   Sardine like I am sliding along with my society of swimmin’  humans, each swimmer is in a lane slicing along the surface. Summer is the time to join the Sardines.

Swimming is just singing along with your favorite song. The first thing is to get to know how you breathe. How long does it take for you to breathe in air and send it out of your body? I mean relaxing easy breathing. The step of being in rhythm with your easy breath is the bases of your individual singing stroke.

I remember when the idea of how long I could breath out was when I was in first grade. Every once in a long while I got to have chocolate milk. I wanted to have this experience last as long as possible. I had a straw made of hard plastic that had a figure eight and squiggles. I filled my chest and tummy with air and lifted the straw to my lips and blue out a stream to create glass circumference size bubbles. Blowing bubbles into my glass of milk has been a creative meal time activity for kids around the world.

It’s the way to start! Stand at the edge of the pool and put your arms out and hold on. Bend your knees and blow bubbles with your lips just at the top of the water surface. I suggest you do this for fifteen minutes at least with no distractions. So you can feel relaxed and knowledgeable as to the time you take to breath in and out. Once you understand this base line inner rhythm.

The rest of swimming is easy…  It is the breathing under water that creates all the tension and resistance.

The legs kicking do a count of One Two Three Four to each in and out breath. Your arms do one stroke to two kicks of your legs.

Its One Two Three Four base which can be most songs with the One and a Two melody line and off you go out of the kitchen blowing bubbles in to the great wide world of water fun!

The Meaning Of Life

Man Know Thyself! I have heard this my whole life in one way or another. Where should I start? It is such a Gordian Knot of a puzzle! I have tried looking in the mirror to try and see who I am. I mean as though looking in the mirror would let me see under the boundaries I have constructed to swim with the zillions of people, beings, animals, and such that flow along and cross my path. I was hoping that by looking in the mirror I could see beneath the surface, under my skin and deeper than my muscles, sinus, and cells. Man know thyself is asking me to know what part of my complicated structures of my current self in this my Ira Glass idiom, “This American Life”.

Yesterday during my morning meditation, after years of deep wondering, as I have tried to peel the onion of understanding, one layer at a time I had an Ahh Haa moment. I suddenly saw that all the years of study about Dependant Origination snapped to attention.

The Bhavacakra (Sanskrit; Pali: bhavacakka; Tibetan: srid pa’i ‘khor lo) is a symbolic representation of samsara (or cyclic existence) found on the outside walls of Tibetan Buddhist temples and monasteries in the Indo-Tibet region. In the Mahayana Buddhist tradition, it is believed that the drawing was designed by the Buddha himself in order to help ordinary people understand the Buddhist teachings.
The bhavacakra is popularly referred to as the wheel of life. This term is also translated as wheel of cyclic existence or wheel of becoming.  ~  Wikipedia
The center of the Wheel of Life holds three animals — the snake representing anger, the rooster, greed and the boar, ignorance – on a background of blue, which is as expansive as the vast open cloudless sky.  Blue has, since the end of the Mycenaean culture, been a way to express the vastness of the infinite spacious nature of the human mind. Mycenae was a small fringe settlement dating from around 1600 until 1100 BCE. Most known for the Minoan fine-wear pottery are made from well purified clay of a buff color. The Ancient Grecian Phoenician eyes had not evolved the cones and rods necessary to see Blue. They represented their sky as buff orange.

Surrounding the central animals spinning in a seemingly endless circle of blue are half circles of dark and light areas. On the light side are representations of those seeking to lessen the effects of the poisons and on the dark side are those figures suffering due to the presence and intensity of the three.

I suddenly saw that Man Know Thyself is seeing the actual way that I as an individual express in thought and action my relating out from my personal accumulation of Ignorance. Each person has their own desires and fears which they bounce on to communication with the world. Now again, I feel the vibrating truth of “Don’t Worry, Be Happy!

Stones

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Stones: The Stories In Our Stones

‘Be ready to let go of the life you planned to make a place for the life that is here: The life that is coming’.
~Joseph Campbell

Stones can not forget what occurred in those solid walled rooms.   The surface of the granite boulder or grain of sand, be it the Viking Celtic Rune stones widely used to describe what only their hearts did imagine, then Gladiators all fashioned and shape into implements.  These became the storyboards of that age for all time. Though everything has a flaw, the flaws seem to give the stones added strength.

The percussion used to manufacture early sharp points and the lethal edge includes the dedicated imprint of both the time of construction and the spawn from the maker. When no one was watching the flintstones were sucking up the sonic information just like a sponge.

Onyx slabs or Opal cabochons, with fiery veins, fashioned into beautifying bedizen bedazzle is permeable to sound waves.  All the flaws criss cross in a matrix song the singing out is such a rich spring breezy spreading around the world. The desire of life itself  sprouts out juicy living blossoms from seeds, some seeds even planted in rocks. The songs that grow out of those tough crags are the sweetest. They are the songs spilling out right from the heart.

Do you ever take a good long look at your walls?
This tough surface stuff holds so much constrained emotion. Just like the clap of intense interactions continue to move in our human nervous system long after the event.  Since sound charges each person or object with a striving after some effect, I react with jingle jangle or stoical silence. Sound waves continue on out to the edge of the universe. Sound keeps going in a undulating wave and never stops.

In my every in out moment of breathing, there is the possibility of attention to the task.  I can choose to pay attention to my small regular act. I can hear the air rushing past my nostrils                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             My body has a feeling with every movement of stopped motion at any point of the inhalation then the inevitable exhalation. Could my human breathing sound be  stored to be opened by an audio system yet unimagined.

Our bodies take in information and readily send it out. Stone, this hard material, which is widely used to make implements and structures, is listening to everything all the time. Double decomposition happens when at least one of the substances does not dissolve. The sound wave enters the solid and is held in the warp and woof for a specific project or purpose. The sound energy is waiting to be interpreted. When is it disclosed and by whom is the question of time. I choose to transform myself and as a sound magnet have rolled into a tight fetal position under this structural calcified Crusty Material Form in stop frame function,  communicating with my Muse.

What will I do, what is the tool be that I use to care for my inner knowledge? Inner or outer, day and night, I hear Bucky Fuller whisper in our ear, it is In /Out and not up /down. What is essential is not to be taking any of this structure for granted. This is the struggle we have to get past while we are in Night and unable to physically move

I would like to separate the Day from the Night. But I am inside the Dark, it’s ok but I am staying in here. The activities of Day are not available from my place inside this Rock.  I am left in darkness that I can only explain to you, my reader, as Night.  I hear that reference in the song, ‘Cupid Please Draw Back Your Bow’ by Amy Winehouse at Glastonbury, 2008,  Amy says, ‘ It takes a long time to get dressed but just seconds to undress.’

Most tools are constructed with a sharp edge, or a strong point, for a  percussive action along a surface. That is not possible in the Solid Night Life estranged for a time being from the other. Inside out building has to be understood as a flow of thought arrows intersecting Building  with whatever was lying around and what had to be chiseled into the shape of choice stones is the origin of  process.  When no one was watching the flintstones, glistening and sharp on the outside, the internal structures were sucking up the sonic information just like a sponge.

Everything has a flaw; the flaws seem to give the stones added strength. All the flaws crisscross, marking with crossed lines in a weave that is a method of surface production in which two distinct sets of ions that are interlaced at right angles to form a solid surface. The word ion is the transliteration of the Greek, ἰόν, which means “going”. Electron heavy molecules intersecting the Proton heavy molecules continue spinning in the dance of creation.

I am a steward of my options, the small sights and low expectations or the expansive healthy post tree structure with my eye on the goal. I am excited to see inside the network construction of solid structures. I have to have something inside, within me to help me survive the upheavals and changes that come in every year, decade, lifetime, on and on as long as the life inside stones.  Gumption is the action that makes the pebbles survive!

Singing, softly from my heart, my tune is a sent out, though not well understood, not well received, the notes are rocks on the road, pebbles moving in our atmosphere. Sound moves through, within, and around the building blocks of our world. All sounds, songs, and stories move as electronic sound from an individual alone or in a choir. The songs are enjoyed as the sound evaporates into the atmosphere. Sustained singing is a way of gathering together the variety of seeds from around the world where juicy living blossoms grow from seeds planted in rocks. The songs that grow out of those tough crags are the sweetest. They are the gifts spilling out of the stable matter, right from the heart of creation.  Do you ever take a good long look at your walls?
Sound waves continue on out to the edge of the universe. Sound keeps going in an undulating wave, which never stops. The fabric production is when two distinct sets of waves are interlaced at right angles that form a surface.

Sound is a sequence of waves made or as well as causing pressure that propagates through compressible media such as air or water. Sound can propagate through solids as well.  Sound that is perceptible by humans has frequencies from about 20 Hz to 20,000 Hz. In air at, the corresponding wavelengths of sound waves range from 17 m to 17 mm.

How do the waves relate to density?  The relationship creates pressure as every noise moves is guided by the surrounding temperatures that pause to let it sink in.  It is different in air and water than wind. When the wind is moving the sound move faster. In the solid

All the concerts ever held sing out from all the walls in all the rooms in all the prized castles in the city, the rural towns, and all the countries around our globe. The stones build buildings of power.
Wondrous beauty is preserved in the molecular construction of the stone, stacked one upon another, reaching to high ceiling cell spaces. Our rooms are built for living life to the fullest and catching and holding every moment of our vibrant life.  I listen to every instant of my life. I hear, that all life is brimming with sound.

This World is not Conclusion.
A Species stands beyond –
Invisible, as Music –
But positive, as Sound –

~ Emily Dickinson

I am lovingly washing the same cup for the rest of my life!

I am a one of a kind life, a one of a kind stone, and every stone is unique, just as each person is a one of a kind. Think about each of us as a stone which is used to build a, ‘ one of a kind’ room or a one of a kind cell for this important one of a kind individual. Walls are for boundaries, confining a separate and safe space from whatever the outside forces of  both civilization and nature.    Unlike concrete, which has no long-term connection to the core of the earth, stone holds in its layers all our stories.                                                                                                                                     Concrete was widely used during the Roman Empire. For example the Coliseum was largely built of concrete. This technology did not resurface until the mid 1700 .

Stone time, taken from our molten beginning, reaches back into our global origin, it records our structural creation compounded from dust. Concrete has none of the made by Mother Nature molecular structure that retains sounds.

Sound is ‘energy in action’.  Every sound flows as undulating sign wave which does not stop waving. Sound is an unending movement in air that is forever carrying our songs and sighs of happiness and sadness out to the edges of the finite edges of space. Does space have an edge?

Sound is Energy. Just like in science class where I learned that energy is the capacity to do work, I came to understand that sound moves mountains too. Sound is also the capacity to play.  Sound is a property of any system, which diminishes when the potency moves. Doppler begins with vigor to diminish as vapor on the wind. Sound could collect in an effort of laziness often labeled as a song stuck in my head. It is funny to listen as the sound system does ‘work’.

When you flow into doing what you love it might give you the ability to make a living.

Work and Play are both an action on another system. How do you choose to label your everyday activities? Work and Play are movement.  Both are consumers of energy.   The words I choose are my way of communicating a level of gravity about each action. Time sure flies when you are having fun!

The diminution of this quality of vigorous sound in time calls to my mind the communication between the Space Station and NASA. Hello Huston, I say hello! What ‘work’ builds our bodies, what play does the same building? Both play and work builds our minds, bodies, our lives, and our structures.  Joy is the potential amount of usefulness we, each of us use in the creation of everything we think say and do and produce. Songs and stories do the heavy lifting in life. How else are we to be useful, both for our self and the many other selves?

Remembering that we were sitting still in a stone building, we constructed in our imagination, hearing the resonance bouncing off the walls of our brain, the history recorded in our breathing in and out.

In this present moment, where we are now, sitting or standing,we are able to be actively remembering that we can breath as we play and work.  We flow along with the Earth in its pushed spin around the sun.  Storms of particles bombard every material thing from the cyclic explosions on our system Sun.  Our Earth is a small dot in a small solar system in the far left arm of our spiraling galaxy.  We are stardust!  Shimmering reflections of refracted light held together by some habit pattern. We are the flow of electrical signals in a consensual harmony.  This pattern can motivate your thoughts into material forms that become the self-fulfilling prophesy. Don’t Worry, Be Happy!

The ability to act while watching the effect on both things and people is a force of leadership. When we marvel at our unlimited natural source of usable mental, emotional, and physical potential then we have a visual reference of the results of your actions.  We can see that our ‘grace in action’ blossoms from the seeds emanating from a ‘self’ we plant with every thought and step.

Watch the tension and the exertion of thought, as you generate and direct a desire, for instance. It is desire that moves us into and through life. The desire to create life and your personal desire to be born makes your world as well as the interconnectedness of all of what we call real world. A desire for comfort, or a fear of discomfort, or an anger with whatever that takes the ease and creates dis ease. Be an observer of yourself in your own life.  Breathe with your own rhythm and listen to your sound.  Hear your thoughts as you move. Move into a language made up of words you use to describe the place where you are and the place you are moving toward. The truth about life is that even if you are sitting still you are always moving.

Language is used in a way to stabilize movement toward a goal. It is specific thoughts by specific people spoken in adequate language makes a real and deep connection with our inner integrity.  Never lose sight of the story of self with value-based connection builds truth from the inside.  With the specifics, we get to match our shape of the inner small puzzle piece, who we know we are in the outer dimensions with our heart felt inner self seed.

Listen to yourself breath.  Nothing special, just listen in the position you are in and no special counting or practice, just notice how you in your natural rhythm of your inspiration and expiration. As you listen and learn how you breath you will listen to Nature differently. Not the birds tweeting or the trucks traveling but the silence generating the power of our natural world.  This will allow you to hear the breathing patterns of those people in your close personal proximity.

Start to pour your whole heart out in to yourself without putting up any walls. Let your breath fill you with air and bring you life just as air did in your first intake when you were born.  You may not remember that first breath but just for this moment, act as if you do.  You have seen pictures of the Birth Professional, whether it is a doctor or midwife or family member, hold a newborn upside down and give a gentle pat on the back to inspire aspiration.  Go back to that moment using your creative imagination and breathe as though you are upside down and it was your first breath, your first breath every time.

Now we can dance with this energy of our choice to live. We are jiggling with sizzle and flow inside our skin and overflowing with passion. The oxygen carries the ‘stuff’ our brain needs to send signals throughout the body.  More oxygen more mental action more mental action more success in whatever we want to accomplish.  Without deep movement of oxygen, our choices are not in character with the reason we are here at this moment to make a choice.

As shallow breathers, we will now notice that our minds, hearts, and bodies are or get depleted due to improper exchange of good gasses for refuse gasses. We are making unconscious choices.  Choose or loose suddenly means choosing at every nanu second in every intersection of all the directions on all the points of the compass of possibility.   I know that understanding every second of my life is a great place to make my choice.  I can feel my bottom on the seat right now. With the slight movement of air on my face and now I know where I am.  It is in this grounded presence that I can choose what to think, feel, using all my senses and move with a sense of poise and clarity. This is a great beginners step in making real choices using your heart as a compass.
The World usually sees a Compass as an external navigation instrument. It finds directions on the Earth based on a pointer aligning itself with the global magnetic field. For a short time let us each use our Heart to find the magnetic connections in Nature with all life forms, including the connections with other people. Using our hearts and thinking of choice as points on a compass opens up seeing many variations on a theme.

Choice is an important mirror in which to see you.  Look long into this mirror and give it the label, ‘My Choice’. See yourself as a collection of choices that you built, brick by brick, out of decisions mixed with actions, choice by choice, into this body, mind and emotions.

It is your ability to choose anger over understanding in relations with friends, family, or as you travel on the highways of life. To see yourself clearly, to see the truth of life itself as you look at your thoughts, words, and actions and see this as a real life mirror.  To see that as you choose you have the power of a true creator.  True vision cannot become a method to accomplished true choice in an instant or a second, or in a minute, or in one day!  It is an effort to truly be yourself and enjoy the trip that will unite the seconds into a necklace of such beauty that you will stand in breathing and marvel.  People will be attracted to you and your ideas and offer their energy to build this harmonious project, whatever it might be, together to change your world.
How have we lost the ability to choose?  Why did we bury our ability for truth?  When did so many brush aside ‘truth’ to such a point, that each of us, as a human biped, has lost touch with our inner truth.  What we really want to choose in life struggles to reach the surface from within a dustbin built in our core.

Take the opportunity to live your life out-loud. Take a frog and make him/her into a prince or princess!

Live out-loud without external stimulation of caffeine.  Adrenal exhaustion is a build up of old anger.  That extra cup of coffee sends acid along with the caffeine, all through your biology and pumped through your nerves into your brain.  Give up the baggage!
Live with loving attention to your body.  Get up and go for a walk, a swim or a dance to bring fresh oxygen and its handmaiden the added energy you need as you sing and dance and listen to all the people in your ever-widening circle.

Family

The three of us were sitting in the sunny booth in Sconehenge.  I had devoured the chili relleno while sitting next to my daughter and across the street across the table from her father. More beautiful than the delicious morsels is the immortality of  better relations between the generations.

It was, looking over the time, after all those years, my actions and not the words of my instructions and reprimands that molded my child. It is the beginning of a Legend, “When the legend becomes fact, print the legend.”  So many people have children while being afraid to have fun building the next generation. The Helicopter Mom or the Asian Tiger are popular manifestations of this doubt and fear. Why not look and listen to the young human in your midst and help this youngster grow believing this world is a good and safe place.

What To Say About The Holiday Spirit

What to say to people at this season of flaunting religiosity?

I like to include the entire person I am speaking with so I say, “I honor you”.  I honor others beliefs, what ever corner of their heart or the world they come from. I might learn some special facet of this man or woman!   I hope to do this with a quiet warmth and well mannered grace, a quiet quality that creates a container of quiet for the other person to fill with his or her story.  Then when the right  moment occurs I might say that I am a JewBuQuackAPrestarianChrisIsm.
Then the conversation in no longer confrontational. It is fun to be opened to life though I might be too exotic to be included in a circle of friendship, where people are a group who all believe the same thing. But I was true to myself. And as I broadened the idea of what is the true holiday conversation, I am not feeling bad.

My friends are not all like me. I look for and like people as they really are and offer my gift of friendship
smile, in recognition that the tiresome overused language that cloth infinity would only build a concrete boundary.

I look forward to Festivus For The Rest Of Us! With the Airing of Grievances, the undecorated poll, and giving wrapped stuff you have in the house that you do not want! What an idea. Topping the experience with meat loaf and spaghetti and ‘red sauce’ and drakes cakes makes this a power preserve day of fun.
just sayin’

AAhhh, It’s a Festivus Miracle!!! The ‘rest of us’ need Festivus!

Need an alternative to the usual Xmas fare? Then create a party or join others to celebrate, “Festivus,” a holiday for the “Rest of Us.”

The origins of this alternative holiday tradition can be dated back to an episode of Seinfeld titled “The Strike”. In this episode Frank Costanza expresses a concern over the increased commercialism and consumerism that tends to saturate the December holiday season.

Festivus Pole

See: http://youtu.be/dS7-jcsB_WQ

Celebrate Peace: A Simple Practice For This Season

Here comes the holiday season. It is the intersection of dark and light, the shortest amount of daylight transitioning into the growing light. Humanity and Mother Nature herself note this moment with rituals. Deep in the Maple roots, Sap, in its internal cellular aspect starts to generate the future sweetness which will be poured around the world.
So have localities generated a tradition to mark this dark moment and the glory of reaching toward the best and brightest future growth. We are a heliocentric carbon based life form functioning with an electrical charge that is generated from within by our heart beat.

Just imagine the centers of smog and foul air hanging on to the communities in low lying areas. We too carry a factory of potential smog around our bodies as an envelope of thought. If I am in the habit of worrying about the list of my details, will I be able to actually see the solution that is right in front of me. My habit of generating internal worry, anger, fear, and jealousy create a fog of individualism which fights the incoming light.
How, in the season of possible community building, can you and I walk together into the best, most hip and groovy goodness that we long to have, hold, and hug?

I suggest we build Peace and Harmony from the inside out.

It is not complicated but this does take practice to build and use. Sit or stand comfortably and do not do anything special or stiff with your body, mind, or breathing. Just be comfortable and let your ideas and tension sink down into the ground. My Mother taught me such a simple act which she used to remove infection from her body back in the old country just at the turn of the 1900’s. It was a time before antibiotics, telephone, or cars. Back at the very beginning of the dawn of the electronic era when she and the mass of humanity lived from dawn to dusk, she relied on what was known about botanicals to regain health. Some of her practices have fallen out of use and others are gaining a rebirth as useful and natural.  For instance she would wrap a cut or wound in spider webs. She claimed it had a penicillin component. I have never looked into this as anything other than an interesting Russian bit of folklore.

But there is a practice she passed on to me that is worthy of applying to our current stress. There is a way of letting the tar and smog of generalized ambient thinking that can be mentally directed into the ground. My Mother would lay down, preferably in the actual soil or right on grass and rest in such a way so all worry stopped. She would direct her body to let the illness or negative emotions to sink into the waiting soil, into the earth itself. To feed the waiting micro societies which turn this into a further sinking lower into the slices of global construction, until the negative thoughts are compressed into and by the molten core of this planet. There are practices which are less Nature Spirited and Pagan than hers.

The Buddhist practice has you sit in meditation and imagine all your negative emotions about family, friends, or coworkers, or even elected officials and their handymen, the police and armies as black tar salamanders that form and migrate out of your bottom into the earth  I have read that the Jesuits practice is a wrenching out of the negativity in a barren room after a long period of concentration and contrition.

I suggest that we take a few moments to bring peace into our very core. There truly is peace in every human heart. It is this actual seed of peace that allows you to understand and long for peace and more peace. So say I have peace in my heart. I feel peace in my body. Every cell in my being is at peace. And feel the peace generating the fresh air of a walk in the country. You are no longer in the purple haze smog of negativity and gloom. You have generated your inner light. You are the peace you want.

Peace inside. Breathe as a peace machine, breath in and count in your mind how many numbers you can say easily for your natural in breath. As you easily and in a relaxed manner breath out also counting out the mental numbers but breath out one number longer. This easy breathing in and out will loosen the hold your generated bad feelings have on your nervous system.
The Buddhist practice has you sit in meditation and imagine all your negative emotions about family, friends, or coworkers, or even elected officials and their handymen, the police and armies as black tar salamanders that form and migrate out of your bottom into the earth.

Imagine you have peace in your heart and this peace fills your entire body. At some point you can simply let slip this calm energy of true intention of peace out into the space around your body. It is all you need to do. There is no grand goal. You have ignited your body/heart/mind into a lighted candle of Peace.
Try it !