ST. STEPHENS DAY

Our Christmas was a little different this year. Sunday night, Naomi came down with a violent case of stomach flu and Jamie felt on the verge. Monday Morning we decided to call off our Christmas Party. By Monday evening Naomi was feeling better, but Jamie was still iffy. I made oyster stew Christmas Eve, Naomi was able to partake, not Jamie. I had purchased a fifteen pound roast for our party. I decided to chance it and use a portion for our Xmas dinner. I figured we would have at least three out of four of us for dinner.

Christmas Morning, I began preparing the roast etc. for dinner. Jamie was still under the weather.  In the afternoon, as I was preparing to put the roast in the oven, Jamie began heavy kibitzing. When I protested she implied I was too incompetent for this task. Soon she managed to elbow me right out of the kitchen. I was glad she was better. We had beef roast Yorkshire pudding, potatoes browned in beef fat and butter, the best gravy you ever tasted and a delicious salad. The chief cook got better in the nick of time. After dinner, we had Tom and Jerry's and listened to Christmas music.

If I remember correctly, today is St. Stephens Day; celebrated as Boxer's Day in the British Isles. It is a day when the haves share their largesse with the have nots. At least it was an open acknowledgement of the duty of the rich to the poor. In our day we are experiencing a power struggle over the rich paying their fair share in taxes. I guess the poor no longer exist. It is puzzling to me that there are still people who think the rich deserve being rich and the poor don't. Don't they see that the rich can only be rich by living off the labor of others? It is the contribution of the ordinary folk who make the rich who they are. Who contributes more the worker who makes things for others to use, the farmer who raises food, the miner who digs in the earth, the carpenter, the plumber, the electrician or the person who lives off the labor of these folks and carries the money to the bank?

We know the answer to that question and that is why we are bringing in a whole new world where any disparity in life style will be a real choice. I can see that some people might choose to live very simply and others may like a little opulence. However, there is no excuse for poverty and no excuse for a person living a life style he/she doesn't choose. The change is happening now.

I haven't been connected much to the news lately, either the mainstream media or the internet. I only heard a couple rumors of interest. I see the increase of light, in people I see, day to day. I pick up an increasing gleam of love in the people I come across. When you enter into a conversation, you discover the scales are coming off peoples eyes. Most people see clearly, the world is barking mad. [ I love the expression barking mad- I have no idea what its derivation is.] 

Some people need to get sick to death of the craziness, others readily see there can be a world based on the idea of love. As the consciousness rises we will all see how crazy the old world has been and we will welcome the new.

It is simple really. Really very simple. Know that we are one. If you keep in mind that there is nothing but superficiality separating you from the person next to you; how are you going to treat them? Sure egos can be difficult, but they are superficial and transient and you CAN see through them if you choose. It is only your ego that blinds you to the beauty of who stands next to you. Let us hang up our egos or put them in the closet. Let us see the reality, there is only love between us.

So go out today and everyday, with the knowledge that everyone you see is an aspect of yourself. A cherished aspect of yourself. If the person you meet is out of sorts, it means they are calling for love. They are viewing the world through
their separateness [ego] and they need love, now, to help them see.

Every day make a point of celebrating the light. Let no day go by without celebration.

Love and Peace,  Gregg