Month: March 2019

It’s amazing to me that we as humans give so much credit to the brain for everything which we do.

For some reason this afternoon I have been considering the fact that when I really have a deep feeling, whether it be love, sadness, anger or longing, that feeling wells up from within my chest, never from my head….

I feel my heart beating within me every night and I thank God for allowing it to continue. Life is so good, even with all the bad things that often happen. Even with the spirits of darkness which swirl in the air around us on a daily basis…..life is good.

I am thankful for my family and my friends, who give from their hearts to me when I often am undeserving.

I am thankful for my friends who exist for the most part here…in this land of pictures and words and images, even those with whom I have never had a handshake or a touch. I value your good intentions, your kind words.

Henry Van Dyke said: “A friend is what the heart needs all the time” and it is true…

“Its mind over matter” they told me in school….

“If you don’t mind, it don’t matter….”.

But, if nothing matters, what’s the point in even living?

If goodness does not matter, then what’s the point in existing? And love?

If love doesn’t matter, then we are all simply empty husks being blown by the winds of chaos.

But, I DO care…so things do matter. The right things. The proper things. The logical things. The things that may be hard, but that matter for the good of ALL mankind.

Not just a select few who think they matter the most because they have accumulated more strips of green paper (some call it money…cash…riches) than everyone else.

Green paper won’t protect you from everything. There’s a solution for that, and the solution is simple.

It’s mind over matter.

We have been given a great gift, whether by luck or on purpose, depending on your belief system. In either case, it is a wonder and a miracle. It is our life here on this wonderful planet.

Out of all of the stars in the sky at night….the millions and billions, our star…the Sun, Sol… sustains this third planet from the sun and we live here in relative comfort.

Out of all the species on Earth, we humans have become the dominant life form.

I think we fail to realize sometimes that the resources here on our planet are finite, not unlimited as we seem to think. One day, all of the things we take for granted will run out. Chief amongst them in rank of importance would be air to breathe, water and food.

I don’t know how quickly things are becoming critical, but it seems to be happening faster than many scientists have anticipated. I’m not sure how severe things will become in my lifetime, but certainly the next couple of generations will see changes that will require major adjustments.

It is to that end that I am concerned with issues involving our environment. I think it would be to our advantage, for the sake of our descendants, that we all be concerned, and do what we can to preserve a world on which those descendants can live.

My generation has been the luckiest and most fortunate of almost any which have come before, as far as the manner in which we have been able to live. I feel ashamed personally for not having had the foresight and the resolve to be more careful about what we have been doing to our world. I’ve been on “cruise control” just sailing along and not thinking of anything much other than my own immediate needs and those of my close family.

If indeed God did create us, and give us a caretakers role for the Earth, we haven’t done well. I hope future generations will do better, and I’m trying to help them what little I can while I’m still around. We all should. We owe it to the future residents of this wonderful planet.

HABITS

by Larry Bowers

I lost my watch,

And it’s an embarrassing situation,

To go around looking at the back of my bare wrist,

And talk like I’m doing some weird incantation:

“Two hairs past a freckle.”

I murmur to no-one in particular.

It’s like the time I lost my glasses,

And went around poking my finger at the bridge of my nose.

People thought I was crazy.

At least they thought I was close.

So don’t lose anything,

Lest you go round showing other humans

what a creature of habit is man.

When we started measuring time, our eyesight got worse,

From concentrating on the “our” hand.

LOVE’S PLEDGE

by Larry Bowers

What would I give to you?

I would give all that I have and hope to have,

Every beat this heart could beat.

I would give a healing hand, like a medicine to your soul.

Or a gentle gaze, like a soft summer wind.

What would I give to you?

I would give all the joys of a joyful life.

All of the encouragement you need,

Built up like a protective wall around your heart,

To keep it warm when days are dark.

What would I give to you?

Nothing that some other might not give.

Only more willingly because I wish to,

And eternally, because I love you.

….but yet there are ones so young that they believe they can overcome the darkness and build a place of light for all of us to dwell. A future of hope wrapped up in their innocence, without futility in their nature. No cynicism walling up their ideas of a new paradigm for humanity.

And if the world is turned over to them, we will have fewer worries. The dreams they dream will be of tomorrows in space exploring the universe, and problems here on Earth boiled down to mathematical formulas and solved.

There will be no violence and no war. There will be no racial hatred and religious killing. Police officers will again become peace officers.

There will be paper made of hemp for all of us to write upon….and the soft, sweet smell of ganja drifting on the breeze from the joints of the old people in pain, who will be smoking them to relieve the pain in their joints….

Can you dig it?

In the Mormon “White Horse Prophecy” the United States Constitution is “hanging by a thread” (Republican Senators refusing Obama his Constitutional right to name a Supreme Court justice, Trump threatening the First amendment..and much more) and a member of the Mormon priesthood rides in on a metaphorical White horse to save the Constitution and our country.

Four years ago, the extreme constitutional issues that exist today, did not exist. It was not time for the White Horse. This election cycle…perhaps, probably…especially if you believe in those types of things.

I could see, if Rubio wins Florida, and Kasich wins Ohio, that there would be a contested convention. After the first vote, delegates can vote for whoever they want, including Mitt Romney. And he will be there, ready to accept, because I believe that HE believes in this prophecy. He took aim at Hillary Clinton today, just as if he were running against her already…right after he decimated Donald Trump.

Romney is thinking of the momentum he would have coming out of the Republican convention as the Republican party’s savior. He thinks it would be almost insurmountable especially considering Hillary Clintons continued problems.

Of course Donald Trump considers himself to be a “prophetic” candidate also, being a descendant of Clan McCleod, through his mother Mary Anne McCleod.

The Macleod Clan descended from the bloodline of Olaf the Black. Olaf was a mid 13th century sea king who ruled the Isle of Man (Mann) and parts of the Hebrides. Basically, Olaf was a Viking King who spanned both the pagan and Christianization of the Vikings. Olaf the Black was not just a Viking, he was Scottish, native Celtic, and the last of the Norse kings.

As a descendent of Olaf, Trump considers himself a Norse/Celtic “king” entitled to greatness. Why keep up the blonde hair, the tanned skin, and of course the Aryan view of everyone else in the world who is not like him?

So…which prophecy wins out, the White horse, or the second coming of Olaf the Black?

Footnote: since I first wrote this, the White Horse has made a comeback. Maybe his time is still to come.

I can’t get the thought out of my mind that we are all the same. We are sparks of life embedded in many different flesh and blood houses, and when the spark goes out in the house, it will never reassume a place in the “physical” world again. Perhaps I’m wrong, but that’s what I believe.

“We are neither Jew nor Greek, bonded nor free, there is neither male nor female…..” so begins Galations 3:28 “for you are all one in Jesus Christ”

“Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.” says Buddha…

So that when that one light from the single candle is extinguised, it lives on in others…but only in shared happiness, not hatred, never in hatred, because that which is darkness cannot become light.

I guess I could say: “We are not human beings having a spiritual experience; we are spiritual beings having a human experience.” – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

…and in our human experience we should try to make lives better for those around us taking that same journey, even those human beings whose spirit is evidentally not of a good nature. And there are many. I don’t understand the purpose behind the existence of those two opposing natures but I know there is a purpose.

I feel that in the nature of the existence of the Universe, no matter what your individual belief, good will endure in some way over evil.

On a Mountaintop

I wish I lived on a mountain top, so I could see the stars more clearly,
I wouldn’t mind the cold wind, or the thin air.
It would be well worth an extra cloak to be closer
..to their persistent and lasting beauty.
It would be worth an extra breath of steamy warm air
…in the cold, still night
..to be able to almost reach out and tickle the moon.
Somewhere on a mountain top. There’s a million stars waiting.

Larry Bowers.