Sidewalk Bends

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Reconciling the Evils of Men and Women

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sad angelHow do you reconcile the evil in other men and women? Do you judge their acts and their thoughts? Do you succumb to their ways, whether as a need of acceptance or an act of desperation and survival? How do you reconcile your thoughts, your actions and feelings? From every breath we draw the divine and with each exhale we make a choice. Do we share that grace with others, or do we choose to fall from our own graces just to please another?

Perhaps God does not exist to judge us, and perhaps he does not exist to cause us suffering? We do such a good job of it on our own. We punish ourselves each day. We turn our backs and we turn our faces in shame of the things we’ve done, and contemplate doing. At the end of each day, we must look at ourselves and ask, was I the best version of myself today? Did I help others to be the best version of themselves, or did I act selfishly without regard for others? Did I help to bring calm, or did I add to the confusion? Did I bring peace and understanding, or did I stoke the flames of anger and hate?

Do not become the hate you try to extinguish. Do not stir the pot of confusion. Regardless of the God above, bring joy to all those who come into your life.

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June 21, 2011 at 11:58 pm

Immeasurable

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Lord BuddhaA teacher is not measured by the number of students under his guidance or the number of devotees who seek his tutelage. He is not measured by how many masters he has guided or how long he has taught. He is not measured by the brilliance of his aura or the number of pages he’s written. He is not measured by the words that spill from his mouth, or the clarity of his visions. He is not a measure of the angels who keep him company or the devils who lay in wait.

A true teacher does not seek to be known but seeks to know. He sees himself in others and wishes only that others should see themselves. A teacher does not take over another’s burdens but helps others to put theirs down. A teacher does not try to convert but allows for choice. A teacher does not force capitulation, but waits with an open door. A teacher does not seek out students, but seeks to learn from they who would call themselves students.

A teacher is a measure of his heart. He is a measure of his love. When his love is unconditional, he is immeasurable.

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March 14, 2011 at 7:22 pm

Into the Fold

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accepting hands
When dark becomes you, embrace it. Embrace it, not so that you become it, but so that it shall know itself. Love it, not that you should do evil things, but that it shall know the light. Do not condemn it, but rather raise it up. Do this not so that you praise it, but so that it shall know there is another way. Cast it not aside, but rather bring it into the fold. And though it may fight and leave many times over, each time it returns, invite it, not that it shall bear fruit in your heart, but that it shall know home in your heart. Know the top of your hand as you know your palm, for they are one in the same.

Summon Them Not

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In awe.Fluffy feathers,
Bright lights,
Dancing sunbeams,
Sparks of life,
Summon them not.

Crackling thunder,
Heavenly tears,
Shaking Mother,
Winds of the East,
Summon them not.

Voices of past,
Prognosticators of future,
Fortune tellers,
Scholars of the blind,
Summon them not.

Wicked teeth,
Hollow eyes,
Bringer of consternation,
Fear monger,
Summon them not.

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June 11, 2010 at 8:13 pm

Spiritual

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Setting sun in my hand.What does it mean to be spiritual? Does it mean following any one religion? Does it mean believing in an all powerful creator? Does it mean being able to communicate with spirits and angels? Does it mean seeing auras? Does it mean seeing and feeling the connectedness of all of creation? What does it mean?

Maybe it doesn’t mean anything except to the person who asks the question. We find so many ways so separate, whether it’s race, gender, sexual-preference, culture, religion, socio-economic status or education. Do we need yet another way to separate? Can we not be satisfied that each person, each creation, has their own personal relationship with that which created all. Can we not accept that what sits in one person’s heart can sit in all others as well? Can we not accept that despite all of our outward difference, and even some inward differences, in truth we are the same?

So what does it mean to be spiritual? I don’t know the answer to that, but I do know what sits in my heart. Do you?

The Greatest Miracle of All

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Many of us are in search of something. We’re not quite sure what it is. We look for things to help fulfill our lives. For some of us it’s enough to look at a clear blue sky, to take a breath of a winter breeze, or to just set our eyes on the waves of the ocean. We look for miracles and any sign that we are not alone in this universe. For many it is no longer enough to look at things in our everyday life to remind us of why we are here. We seek to be amazed as if some unexplainable event will give meaning to our very existence.

Man has made so many advances that it no longer seeks to impress. Man seeks to outdo himself. But in this pursuit, man gives credit of the works of God to his own tiny hands. Man gives credit to his technological advances, to his superior mind, and to his ingenuity. It is no longer enough to see the sick be healed, or for nature to do what man can only imagine. It is no longer enough to see the sun rise or the ground shake at our very feet.

Perhaps the greatest miracle is not raising the tallest building, erecting the longest bridge, creating life in a petri dish, or even healing the incurable. Perhaps the greatest miracle of all is love, unconditional love. It heals. It reminds us of who we are. It transforms. It creates. Most of all, it brings us closer to each other, closer to ourselves, closer to the Divine will.

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December 19, 2009 at 8:47 am

Do Not Chastise Me

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Seeing, speaking to and hearing spirits does not mean seeing the Truth.
Feeling others emotions, physical ailments, memories and thoughts does not mean seeing the Truth.
Reading minds, levitating objects and moving objects with your mind does not mean seeing the Truth.
Seeing auras and energy in all its forms and manipulating energy does not mean seeing the Truth.
Having precognitive dreams and visions does not mean seeing the Truth.
Bringing to life animals that were once dead does not mean seeing the Truth.
Having knowledge of the past and seeing memories of the soul does not mean seeing the Truth.

The truth is felt. It is experienced. It is lived. It is in everything and in everyone. Yet, we choose to parse it out as if only some can see and others cannot. Some claim they have seen it. Some claim they know it, and all the while they suffer in the pain that is their own mind. They cast judgments on people. They claim their way is the only way and yet we’ve all been made different. We are different but the same. And though some may argue that, look to your own heart that you may see the Truth.