A Photo Essay
Until Next Time ~ Be Good to Each Other
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Monday, May 20, 2013
The Compassion of Strangers
My writers garret boasts a bay window overlooking a stand of California Redwoods, and a segment of the Russian river in the valley below, which has inspired more than one to nickname my place "
A few minutes passed when suddenly my peripheral vision caught a very quick flash of movement right in that lower left corner of the window...turning my head I was puzzled to see the web bouncing a bit with a moth carcass dangling in the breeze...but no spider. I just stared at the sight in a minor case of cognitive dissonance as I tried to figure out what had just transpired...when a blue jay flew up from the ground and snatched the moth...exactly as it had just snatched Mr. Spider. It seems as my lamp is feeding quite a few mouths out there...beyond the glass. The point of it all being ... it's becoming harder and harder to make a go of things out there, if you're resorting to spiders & dead moths.
Being something of a retired hermit, (which I suppose makes me a recluse these days;) I've been watching the descent into madness gradually devolve to the current state of affairs we collectively find ourselves in*. From the looks of things in general I'd have to say that it is also getting harder & harder to make a go of things in the world out there beyond the confines of my Redwood hideaway. I see the signs of it more frequently as do we all but mostly I see it in the faces of the people I meet. Increasingly I see what we vets call the thousand yard stare on the faces of so many in the general public. It's a kind of psychic numbing which allows one to function while being traumatized by the conditions they find themselves in. These are not easy times to be sure. We see people hoarding survival supplies, even as the government in many places has made it a crime to collect rainwater! With each new assault against the soul of humanity, it gets harder still to retain one's sanity while navigating the daily grind and trying to prepare for a most uncertain future which some days seems so close we can smell it's foul breath on the nape of our neck.
I tend not to write much about myself, firstly because I'm so familiar with the subject it tends to be boring and second, well that isn't what this blog is all about. Regular readers of my work will know that I am a
What this blog strives to be about, is spirituality, the human condition, and trying to live our lives according to the spiritual principles we embrace. This can be quite a struggle, especially in these troubling times. You see; it's relatively easy to live according to spiritual principles when everything is clicking right along nice & shiny. The more chaos, confusion and fear that is pumped into the equation, the harder it sometimes seems to be to stay centered on that spiritual path. Things tend to pull us to one side or another, and when stuff gets really nasty we tend to circle the wagons and pack our spirituality in the closet, lest it get dirty from all the conflict...we often forget that we become spiritual beings expressly to make getting through tough times with our sanity intact, a bit easier. For the first fifty years of this incarnation I've been blessed with extraordinarily good health, which at times (many years ago) had me thinking I was indestructible. Over the course of the last decade or so I've seen just how foolish that notion was; as a growing list of conditions and diseases have caught up to, and are playing merry hob with me. With patience and attention to detail, one can find a balance point with such health issues; and that is where I thought I was Just a year ago this month when things went from bad to worse, and atherosclerosis first began threatening to take my left leg from me. The onset incident was a nightmare of unrelenting, agonizing pain; and for as bad as it was, having to deal with the quagmire of incompetence that is the VA medical system for this past year has been a far greater nightmare and risk to my health in every regard.
I'm not going to get into a ton of detail here because that just gets my dander up, which in turn ain't so good on my high blood pressure: suffice it to say that in the last year I have been an unwilling guest of the VA Medical Center in San Francisco on three occasions; and each time I went home in worse condition than when I was admitted. The last visit was for vascular surgery last August. My roommate was in for the same procedure as I, and because they must all be sadists, I was ignored like a fart in church while they carved this man up. Three times they took him into surgery, and three times he came back none the better. When this man regained consciousness he told me they had tried 3 times to insert a stint into his femoral artery, and botched the surgery each time. When they came for me and asked if I had any questions; I said I wanted to see the surgeon who was going to work on me. When he showed up, and asked what my questions were, I replied I just had the one. "Did you work on my friend over there" as I pointed to my roommate....and if so I want someone else.
Maybe you have seen movies where patients in a hospital are just shoved aside for hours without being told a single thing. Try waiting eight hours for an MRI scheduled for
Throughout this ordeal over the past year my primary care physician at the local VA outpatient clinic has repeatedly warned that I could loose the leg, it just took me a year to finally realize what she meant was I could loose the leg thru incompetence & malpractice, which by the way there is NO OVERSIGHT for in the VA medical system. A doctor can maim as many vets as he wants and never be held to answer for it! Part of the reason for this is that the VAMC at San Francisco is "A teaching hospital" kinda like a barber college, where the wanna be doctors get to work on those of us who are not quite cadavers just yet. During my vascular surgery last August, the surgeon managed to not get the stint in place, but just for extra measure he did manage to set free a roaming blood clot in my foot. This butcher was about to wheel me out and cut into my foot looking for the blood clot, when one of the nurses suggested they try a Hesperian IV drip first...to try and dissolve the thing. As far as I am concerned that nurse is the only one there earning her wages, as her suggestion indeed, worked, preventing the need for unneeded surgery.
As soon as the following morning dawned I wanted out of there, as no additional procedures were scheduled, but was over-ruled by the 'professionals' who insisted I remain under observation in case complications arose. I acquiesced, as my room was warm, comfortable and reasonably quiet considering I was adjacent to the OR. I don't know why, because nobody would answer my questions, but around
After six months of recovering from the surgery, I asked my primary care physician if she could arrange for me to get a wheelchair, as my walking was down to about five minutes before the leg began to hurt, and having a wheelchair would allow me to have a social life beyond the confines of Ewok village. My doctor declined, saying I needed to keep exercising the leg, or I could loose it. Three months later I made the request thru the DAV, and my request was bounced to several different departments before finally being ignored. They didn't even have the decency to call and tell me...just left me to figure it out myself. This, is a 'snapshot' of how the VA cares for veterans whose claim is still pending approval despite 3 years and one appeal. When confronted time and again by such staggering incompetence it becomes very easy to believe that the modus operandi of the Government is to stall us Vets out, until we finally die, thereby saving roughly 50 thousand bucks for every one of the 900,000 pending Veteran claims. Do the math!
Three weeks ago I experienced a major setback, and as a result have lost all the healing and recovery made during the year since the initial onset of problems...in point of fact, due to brand new incompetence on the part of the VA medical, I am considerably worse off, and at risk of rather serious problems ahead. Following the botched vascular surgery I was put on Warfarin blood thinning medication, which is so dangerous it requires regular testing of my blood to make sure it is within the desired INR range. I was told at the time I would be on this medication for the rest of my life, and that if I took too much I could have a stroke, and if I took too little, I could bleed out internally & never know it till it was too late. They succeeded in impressing upon me how important not running out of the medication is. Well, because of the recent setback I am housebound, and was unable to make my blood check appointment. I called to reschedule, and to re-order my meds, as I was running short. The technician who does the INR checks informed me that she could not renew the prescription without first checking my blood level...What she didn't do was consult with my primary care physician, who is authorized to send the much needed meds. As a result, 24 hours after running out of meds, both my feet and ankles swelled up beyond belief, complete with some rather impressive pain.
It took a week for my doctor to see me, and upon seeing the situation, she wanted to send me back to VAMC which I flatly refused to do. I told her if it was that urgent, why send me on a 65 mile trip when there are civilian hospitals all over the local area. I was sent to a local hospital for a complete ultrasound session on everything below the navel. When it was done, I asked to see the scan results, and was flatly refused. The nurse just said my doctor would have the results before the end of the day. Three days later I had to call my doctor to discover the scans showed no blood clots. I asked her rather perturbed, why she thought it was so urgent I get the scan, but couldn't be bothered to call me with the results. After having my ability to walk decreased to just a few agonizing steps for three weeks, I asked my doctor, the blood technician and even the civilian nurse if this swelling was caused by running out of meds. Just like they were parroting talking points from "upstairs" every single individual gave the same response: "I don't know!" When I challenged my primary care doctor, on this attitude, and inability to ease my extreme discomfort, she just said, "We're not gods" - to which I snapped back, "You've never been in danger of any Vets thinking that."
Like I mentioned, I dislike writing about myself, especially when I am not the focus of the post. You may recall I began by talking about how very hard it's getting to get by these days. We only have to scan a few headlines to see the truth of that. Charles Dickens would never have confused the times we are in as "the Best of times" even in his wildest imaginings. It is important to make that point as it is kinda central to what this post is really all about. In a time when so many are busy looking out for number one, I find that I have an embarrassment of riches when it comes to friends, and perfect strangers. Those folks who comprise my small circle of friends where I live have given selflessly to help me get thru these challenging times. They run countless errands for me, make sure I make it to medical appointments, and even do my grocery shopping for me. It is hard to let other people do for me when all my life I have tried to be as self sufficient as possible, perhaps to my ultimate detriment. Astrologically I have some prominent planets in fire signs, which makes needing and accepting help from others even more difficult.
I was just coming to terms with this as best I could when strangers I've never met blindsided me recently with compassion and love I would never have imagined. It began innocently enough with an email from Zen Gardner, asking how the leg was doing...and so, I shared with him the above details and a few others. Several hours later I received another email from Zen, asking me if I had a PayPal account, and that I should be on alert for an email from Mr. Peak Crackers. As it developed, Zen Gardner deposited seven hundred dollars into my PayPal account to help with living expenses or what have you, and as for Peak Crackers, well he wrote asking for a lot of personal info such as my weight, girth etc...
information he said he needed for purchasing an electric wheel chair for me!!
Edna Spennato at earth-heal. is another
loving co-conspirator of compassion.
Edna has done distant healing work on me previously, which was a big
part of recovering from the surgery as well, and just today I got a message
from her inquiring about my status, and to say she sends her thoughts &
love my way.
I write a lot about Unity, and unconditional love being the frequency resonance we need to embody here at the dawn of the Aquarian age. I just thought I knew what those concepts were like, in the abstract. In the here & now of what we call the real world, or real life, when unity & unconditional love stroll into your life and tap you on the shoulder; it is altogether different from any abstraction the human mind can imagine.
Here are perfect strangers,
coming together to help one they have never met get thru a rough patch of
challenges.
How easy would it be to just remain quiet, to keep one's own counsel, and tend to one's own problems.
How many would invoke the
universal law of non-infringement to justify non-involvement?
This handful of people are teaching us all that compassion & unconditional love are not just for those we personally know and have come to care for. By their actions, and generosity these people are as trailblazers; showing us all that unconditional love and unity are not just heady new age abstractions; but indeed, are the very energies that can lead the tribe of man homeward, if we will but pay attention, and try it on for size ourselves.
This spontaneous out flowing
of compassion and unconditional love has touched my heart in a way that is hard
to describe with mere words. It cuts
thru words, sentences and phrases as if they are impediments to understanding
the energy at the heart of things. It is
something you need to just sit with, and be with. Peak Crackers said something that really
speaks to this issue when he wrote that it was hard feeling so helpless when a
brother was hurting and in need. Those
were not just handy words, as I believe his discomfort was both authentic and
tangible.
Looking around at the condition the human condition is in, it's so tempting to think our best days are behind us, that the archons and their sycophants have succeeded in toxifying the human soul beyond any feasible redemption. That is a trap, and it's exactly what "they" want us all to believe...it empowers their plans for us. When I see this kind of pure compassion for another living being, it makes me smile. When I am the recipient of such compassion it makes my soul shine as if being re-born somehow, and I know it is a harbinger of still larger wonders to come.
Take a really good look around. Look beyond the headlines designed to heighten your fear and anxiety. Look to the things that aren't being reported on but which can be seen by those who look with the right kind of eyes. You will see things like the younger generation turning their backs on guns, and violence. You will see a dying paradigm of rich old white men in it's death throes. Those old dinosaurs are dying out even as we watch, their system all but collapsed in around them. It won't be long now.
How do I know this? Because if such selfless compassion can find
me hiding out in Ewok village, that means it is on the wing, and covering the
earth with its resonance. You don't need
to go searching for it; you just need to be open to receiving it.
Compassion and unconditional love will sneak up and tap you on the shoulder when you least expect it; and when it does; it will change you in ways that you never suspected, as it has changed me.
Until Next Time ~ Be Good to Each Other
Saturday, May 11, 2013
The I AM Invocations
The response to "Clarion Call" has been
such that to not follow it up with something from the same source of equal
power & merit might just border on
dereliction of duty. It is in such a
mindset that I will again 'go to the well' to share with all of you a few
invocations which will, if used daily with intention; serve to raise your
energetic vibration, build up your lightbody, assist you with opening up
to higher frequencies and to declare your intent as a lightworker. These invocations may be used in conjunction
with a wide variety of spiritual practices without any conflict. These invocations are encoded phrases. This means that there are layers of energy
placed in each word; therefore, one should not change the words.
Many spiritual masters through time have tried to teach
us that the words I AM are among the most powerful in all human language, and a
gateway to enlightenment.
Invocation to Awakening
I call the child that
I AM
To take my hand and
teach me joy.
I call the child that
I AM
To show me the
delight of discovery
In all the worlds
that I AM.
I take my hand and
dance
With the patterns of
the Galaxies.
I open my heart and
sing
With the patterns of
Mastery.
I AM the child that I
AM
And I awaken all that
I can be.
I awaken, I AM.
Invocation to Light
I live within the
Light.
I love within the
Light.
I laugh within the
Light.
I AM sustained and
nourished
By the Light.
I joyously serve the
Light.
For I AM the Light.
I AM the Light.
I AM the Light.
I AM. I AM. I AM.
Invocation to Unity
I AM a Christed
Being.
I AM in Unity with
Spirit.
I AM a Christed
Being.
I AM in unity with
All That Is.
The light of my own
being
Shines upon my path.
I AM a Christed
Being.
I AM in unity with
All That Will Be.
I hold the shining Light
of the Source
Within my heart.
I walk in unity with
Spirit.
I laugh in unity with
the Source.
I love in unity with
my fellow beings.
I AM a Christed
Being.
I AM a bridge between
Heaven and Earth.
Invocation to the Universe
I AM the Universe.
I AM the spin and
swirl of galaxies.
I AM the movement of
planets in their orbits.
I AM a comet in the
night sky.
I AM a human being
Moving with the flow
of Spirit.
I AM an atom
Containing All That
Is.
I AM the Universe,
Laughing as I dance
I AM life.
Invocation to the I AM Presence
Ehyah Asher Ehyah,
I AM THAT I AM
I call upon the
fellowships of Light,
I call upon the
Guardians of Light,
I call upon the
Angels of Light
To assist me as I AM
To be who I AM
Linking me to I AM
Ehyah Asher Ehyah,
I AM THAT I AM.
AMEN
I AM a temple of the
Light. Amen.
I AM a guardian of
the Sacred Arc of the covenant.
I carry the Laws of
God within my heart.
I step between the
veils.
I speak with my
Source.
Amen.
I AM a temple of the
Light. Amen.
I shine forth the
letters of the Holy Name from my brow.
I AM a guardian of
the Threefold Flame of the Ein Soph.
I AM a priest within
the temple of my spirit.
Amen.
I AM a temple of the
Light. Amen.
I AM a guardian of
the Sacred Arc of the covenant.
I shine forth the
flame of the letters to the world,
So that all may be a
temple of the Light,
Keeper of the
covenant.
I AM a temple of the
Light. Amen.
I AM a guardian of
the Sacred Arc of the covenant.
Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.
Invocation to Mastery
I AM a Master,
Dancing through
dimensions.
I AM a Master of
possibilities,
Weaving the tomorrows
into NOW.
I AM a Master of
balance,
Skipping on the
tightrope of life.
I AM a Master
Whose strength is
compassion.
I AM a Master
Who plays with
infinity.
I AM a Master
Who tickles
the stars.
Until Next time ~ Be Good to Each Other
Thursday, May 9, 2013
The Clarion Call
Parallel merges,
magnetic surges.
Time collapses,
straining synapses.
Nothing is wrong ~
Bring it on!
Bodies are hurting
from encodements bursting,
Resistance depleted;
works almost completed.
These changes are
Strong ~
Bring it on!
Physical bodies'
communion is genetic reunion,
With codes of
infinity for embodied divinity.
Our bodies are coming
along ~
Bring it on!
Mental delusions and
shattered illusions.
Go through the gate:
Awakening awaits.
Surrender, go on ~
Bring it on!
To Shift realities
into divine normalities,
It's very effective
to parallax perspective.
For what do you Long?
Bring it on!
From Transpersonal
Knowing attachments are going
Emotional upheaval,
then Spirit is revealed.
The Love for the One~
Bring it on!
Open the heart to
jubilation, open the mind to revelation.
Open the body, open
the Soul, to beloved Spirit's goal.
The mission's nearly
done~
Bring it on!
Mystical missions
need magical visions.
Hearts open and wild
frees the magical child.
We're dancing towards
home~
Bring it on!
Our ecstatic
birthright filled with grace and de-light
Is heaven styled
through the magical child.
Touch the New Dawn~
Bring it on!
Won't you join in the
fun? Everybody can come,
to the universal
celebration of humanity's graduation.
Join in victory's
song~
Bring it on!
Old worlds are
ending, Universes ascending.
Merkabahs' spinning
the world's new beginning.
Call of the One~
Bring it on!
Merkabah merges, true
love surges.
Space/time collapses,
Spirit enrapts us.
The flight of the
One~
Bring it on~
Archangel Ariel via Tashira Tachi-ren
Until Next Time ~ Be Good to Each Other
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