Explorations of Conscious Reality Creation, Mindfulness, and Other Matters
There are good days, and bad days. Some days I feel excited. I am exhilarated by the possibility the new day represents. I am looking forward to what lies ahead. I am ready for anything. And then, some days, I am exhausted. My energy is sapped, my mind wanders easily. I don’t want to do much beyond bum around, maybe sleep. I can barely concentrate, I don’t want to think or do anything. Those days it is hard to stay
What happened to us, America? I mean, seriously – when did the election cycle become so incredibly long, convoluted, and all-encompassing? When do these ‘representatives’ actually have time to represent, between campaigning? When did we get reduced to ONLY two parties, both of which are more-or-less wholly owned by their corporate overlords? There is a supposed ‘election’ in 10 months. I say supposed because, really, what role do WE, the Average Americans, play? We have, for the president, a choice
Who am I? I have been asking myself this question since I was fairly young. And the answer has constantly changed. In elementary school, I was the teacher’s pet. I was more-or-less a straight ‘A’ student (except my elementary school didn’t use this grading scale) and did extra projects, worked for extra credit and LOVED school. I was an outsider, though. This was never more evident than amongst the other kids at Hebrew school, and in the local Jewish community
How can I make a difference? This question comes up for me fairly often. I want to help other people see the world in the way that I see it. NOT in a ‘my way is the one true way’ idea at all. On the contrary – I want people to disagree with me. I want them to consider these words, and reject them if they disagree. I want them to think, to consider, to ponder their own view on
People often make resolutions for the new year. I’m going to quit smoking. I am going to the gym three days a week. I will read a book a month. I will make more time for mediation. I am going to eat better. And more often than not – the resolution seldom gets past a month before it becomes forgotten, neglected, or otherwise lost in the shuffle of day-to-day life. Paying a visit to Dictionary.com, we see the meaning of
What can I do? This is the question a lot of us, I believe, are asking. In the face of global warming/climate change, the NDAA, SOPA, atrocities committed in the name of God or money or government – what can I do? With open discrimination and hostility against women, homosexuals, Muslims, and stories of intolerance and acts of utter selfishness against people different from one another – what can I do? In the face of so much death, war, famine,
The Occupy Wall Street movement may not make sense to everyone. But I think the one, simple point they are making needs to be spread far and wide. Wake up! That is, I believe, their primary message. Are We, the people, actually in control of this nation? The answer is simple. No. And that is the point of this movement. Wake up and see who is in charge! It’s not the government, it is not the people – it is
To go forwards, you cannot go backwards. There is a push by reactionary conservatives to take us back to a simpler, more naïve time (that never ACTUALLY existed) – and they are pushing through laws and ideas that are, simply, backwards. The ‘personhood’ issue in Mississippi. The repeal of the criminalization of domestic violence to save money in Kansas. Dismissing unions and their place in organized labor all across the country. Suggesting the uninsured should be allowed to die. These
There is some scary stuff being talked about these days. Class warfare. Letting the uninsured get sick and die. Cutting funds for education. Cutting funding for disaster victims. More and more it is obvious that the effort to separate people and put them at odds with one another is of greater import than bringing people together for the greater good. Everywhere we turn we see division. Red state vs. Blue state. Democrat vs. Republican. Muslim vs. Christian. Rich vs. Poor.
What are your hopes? What are your dreams? Who are you? What do you want from life? What are you afraid of? These are big questions we all ask of our friends, our families, and ourselves. I have been feeling rather introspective the past few days. Part of this is related to what I am reading – Paulo Coelho’s The Valkyries. This is causing me to question a great deal about the above questions. The question, though, causing me the