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Isolation is a dream killer! Are you circling the drain?

I may not seem like an isolationist by any means.  But there are degrees of disconnection and fragmentation. --And yes, even hatred. It does not matter if these conditions are only mild feelings, like passing thoughts, like only a droplet in a bucket – or, at the other end of the spectrum, if these emotions are so strong they are pressing against your heart and soul and threatening to shatter everything that is you. 

 These tendencies are like seeds, if nurtured, they will smother the heart, shrink the soul and will eventually lead to DEATH – a long, slow miserable death.    

During the past five years of what I like to call “The Dark Days,” I had withdrawn.

How many of us were like the boy and his cat in the photo, hiding inside and looking out?  I was no different than everyone else. I was hurt, frightened, and angry. I disconnected.

It is rare to meet someone who was not affected during that time of disconnection and distrust. For me this blog is my way of taking my first step back into the open. I’m standing on the front porch with my hand still on the doorknob. But I’m reaching out.

I want to share with you what kept me from “circling the drain.”

Today there are too many of us  who are without a community and without meaningful relationships. Only 8% percent of us feel we have anyone in our life with which we can have a meaningful conversation. Teenage suicide has risen 70%! That is an epidemic of which no one is talking about We are  suffering in a valley that has led  us deep into  a wilderness. We are alone.

 Author and  Pulitzer prize winner , Ann Dillon says, “ We must  achieve the complex ability to care for others and give ourselves away,    or we will die because we cannot survive  alone.” 

And I say,   “If we don’t, our body will threaten for a while  trying to warn us, but  then  it will give up, the heart will stop beating while our souls shrink from lack of spiritual nourishment.”

So today I am stepping outside. I am offering you my hand.

I want to share the Spiritual Galaxy  I have found within me.

 

What Are The Odds?

 

Those  of you who have followed me over the last 12 years….12 YEARS!  WOW! A milestone for sure! …. I  am a Positive Thinker.  Out loud anyway.  I’m  a Seeker.  Always seeking something more. And I’m  a Reacher. Always reaching out to make a difference.

The last two years have been a  struggle for me to be a Positive Thinker,  inward or out loud.  I’ve fought every minute of every day  to be  a Seeker of something more, and a Reacher to make a difference. I was  not alone in my struggle. Because you  struggled, I  struggled. No one is an island. Staying alive  has been A Global Challenge. 

 And yet still we are all still  here. Do you know what the statics are of you, me, and each and every one of us even being here, right now, in this moment? That’s 8 BILLION  of us as of December 2022. 

  WHAT ARE THE ODDS that  each of us … you, me … being here, right now? 

  WHAT ARE THE ODDS that each of us, with our own individual uniqueness in which  no one,     anywhere,  OUT OF 8 BILLION PEOPLE,  is like you  or like me?

  WHAT ARE THE ODDS that from the beginning of man living on this earth, over hundreds of thousands of years  that  my ancestors and your ancestors   survived to   pass down their genes, generation after endless generations?  

  WHAT ARE THE ODDS your ancestors and mine lived to  create our particular and unique gene pool?

  WHAT ARE THE ODDS that they all lived through hundreds of thousands of years of  disasters such as  droughts, floods, tornadoes, hurricanes? Through illnesses such as pneumonia, the flu, heart disease,  as well as all the injuries of  wars?

WHAT ARE THE ODDS that we have survived at all to be alive right now?

70 MILLION TO ONE!

So, what’s the point you say? Why am I wasting my time talking about this?

If the odds are 70 million to one that I am alive and writing this. I owe a multitude of awe and gratitude to the courageous spirit of my ancestors, the  loving energy of my God,   the all-knowing of my Creator, and selective power of  Nature herself  …  for the miracle that is me. 

It is a miracle to me that I  have survived what are truely impossible odds,  

It is a miracle to me that I  have truly survived  impossible odds,

I must ask why?

Why are any of us miracles  here?

 It is my belief that my ancestors, the  loving energy of my God,   the all-knowing  of my Creator, and selective power of  Nature herself  have  endowed me with a gift  --their miraculous will to not only  survive, but to thrive. 

Like my ancestors, my  positive thinking (some call it faith) has gotten me this far.  

As one miracle to another miracle, I want you to thrive. I you want to seek   better ways for us to connect. I want you  to reach out,   lift up others who are struggling to thrive. Because just surviving didn’t get us here. 

What have I  learned these past two years?

I cannot survive,  if you don’t thrive.

We are  all connected.

Happy New Year  2023!

Together, 

 let’s find out how to  thrive!

Will It Make Our World Better?

 

Will It Make Our World Better?

 

Two months in  my new home. It is wonderful. It is a refuge, an inspiring place, it is my closet from my childhood.   When I was  a child, I had the luxury of a large closet with a low shelf that served as  a table large enough for a lamp and my diary.  It was my world. When I shut the door, I was not alone.  The closet was crammed not only with clothes  but Something which fed my mind and my spirit  with hope, love,  and dreams.

 My new “closet”  is filled with that Something. I am reminded that I have been blessed  by the loved of two good men and for that my heart swells and my tears flow as I overcome with gratitude.  One man was my better half and he completed me. The other man inspired me to do great things, to realize the love really is all there is.  Close or far way, love is the fuel that makes the spirit soar.

Today I need reminders of how blessed I am, how far I have come in my understanding of the world and its goings on.  I am grateful for my  experiences, the painful ones and the ones that knocked my little red socks off my feet.  – for all the encounters  have prepared me  for what is occurring in my beloved county today.

Some call it the Armageddon. Others  say it is an Awakening. I say it is what I, as an individual have
created  when I did not take responsibility  for the bad in my own little world. Some blame the Devil, another culture, or race, or a government. I am guilty too. Like the others, I saw the cause as something outside myself.

We are like  the raindrop who does not want to take responsibility for the flood.

Today,  I see I am left with only my ,words which will be most likely censored by those  who believe they can harness  what is not their domain – our souls.

But I have lived long enough to know that although I cannot see the big picture, like electricity  and the sun, the big picture  still exists even though I cannot  see it , there is a bigger picture.  I also  know  that I cannot ride into my future by  harnessing the will of others, nor by acquiring all the money in the world.

 Today and tomorrow are mine to embrace, but only  if I become responsible  and seek  what I believe is true for me. And what is that? For me it is invisible. I seek only guidance, not from the news  or socail media  but guidance through my  connection to a higher power whom  I choose to call God. He   lives in the closet of my soul.

Whatever I do or say  today. Will it make the world better?

 

Everyone Is Talking About It

 

 Once upon a time most  everyone was happy. There were no potholes in the road and a  Starbucks at every corner or the way home from work, and a game or a good movie waited for us on tv after a plentiful dinner with family.

 And then....

 Everyone was  talking about  IT. 

The whole country and soon the world was a-buzz. I would find  the trend amusing, I am sorry to say.  if it were not so scarey.  It is as if NO ONE  knew of  IT  before. But no matter. If we had ignored it before we could not now.  Because everyone was talking about IT and we became very afraid.

Our fear drove us  to blame and hate. Everything was wrong. 

Only yesterday, before IT, was  no one  being murdered in our inner cities? Were our children not being neglected in foster homes? Were they not being kidnapped by traffickers? 

Could it be that no one was dying prematurely and at increasing and  alarming rates  from  stress related illnesses such as  heart disease, diabetes, obesity, or suicide?   

Before IT, we were not concerned that our children did not play outside any more, or that they  did not know   the history of their own family or town. 

But of course, not only had  all these issues and conditions  existed, but these conditions  had been growing globally and at unprecedented  rates.  

 And then IT arrived. And overnight we became an enlightened population to everything  that was wrong. We were enraged and wanted change. We were now  wishing and hoping  and waiting  for someone and  something,  outside ourselves to fix all that is wrong with us, our country and the world. 

Everyone is still  talking about IT. 
….  as if there is nothing else.

What if....?

You didn't mentioned IT  for 24 hours?  for 48 hours? 

How long can you go without talking about IT? 

 We  began talking about  A NEW  IT!? 

   A PERSONAL  VISION? A NEW PERSPECTIVE?

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