WINTER WANING

These last few days of February are demonstrating there is an end to this Winter. It is already 30F and it is only 8:48AM. Although, this Winter has been pretty uneventful and not particularly cold, it has been long for me. Perhaps, because I long for the greater spring that is pushing forward on this planet. The Spring, that brings the end, of the tyranny of littleness.

We have been slaves to our lesser selves, driven by our egos, we have created a world of misery, want, pain and fear of everything. We have been convinced that we are, only, fragile bodies trying to cope in a hostile world. We have not been able to pay attention to the great ones, the spiritual teachers sent by source, to rescue us from the darkness of our own creation. But, despite every effort to extinguish them, the teachings still stand. Look to the core of all religious teachings and you see unconditional love. A God who can only love. All judgement, anger divisiveness was added by those who wanted to control us.

We are beginning to accept, we are part of everything and everything is God. As such we are magnificent beings more than capable of creating paradise for each other. And we shall.

In order for us to realize who we are we must divest ourselves of the past. Our present circumstances were created with fear. Almost, every memory, that comes to mind, leads us, in some way, to fear. At this very moment, you are free and like your source you are unconditional love.

I know, I know as your life comes to you every day, it doesn't seem particularly loving. Problems arise, obstacles appear, your wife, husband or a child is crabby and impossible to deal with. Anger or despair can arise in you like a black cloud obliterating the slightest sense of a loving universe. Yet, yet an hour later, you can walk outside, the sun shines on you, you hear a blue jay squawk, a cardinal looks at you from the interior of a leafless lilac bush, you can begin to see the beginning of the snow melt and you remember love. All of a sudden you feel marvelous. All is right with the beautiful world.

The only difference is love. We have had thousands of years of training, that has enslaved us to a miserable world. We won't walk into paradise overnight. But we can get glimpses of it now. And with our intent we can bring it to life.

Forgive that crabby husband or wife, forgive those miserable kids. Remember they are you and they too, will walk in the sunshine and get glimpses of paradise.

People are waking up! Look for the waking up in others. Encourage those around you to see, by loving them, accepting them for who they are. Give up your littleness. Judgement
makes us little, it ties us to darkness. The world, created by darkness, is collapsing; but don't waste a lot of time observing its end.

Let us celebrate the new. Perhaps it is still over the horizon for you, but celebrating will bring it into sight. Celebrate love at every opportunity. Paradise is ours. Dance, dance, Jamie says dancing will show us who we are.

Love and Peace,  Gregg

PROBLEM WITH LEADERSHIP

We are still buried in snow. The nights are cold; single digits F., but I can feel the Spring pressing ever forward. The last few days the temperature has been above freezing during the day, yet there hasn't been much snow melt. However, the Horned Larks are back! I see them every year about this time. They are our first heralds of Spring. They seem to arrive regardless of how Wintery the weather is; they stay about a month, or so, and then head further North. They nest in Northern Canada. I am always happy to see the Slate Colored Juncos leave; they are here all Winter. They have come to symbolize Winter for me. They arrive about two weeks before the first snow in the Fall and leave soon after the last snow in Spring. They, also, nest somewhere near the tundra.

On Saturday I saw a speck in the snow. I thought it might be a snow flea; I looked closer. It was a little black spider, no bigger than a small gnat, but sturdier. A well built miniature of an  adult or larger breed. I picked it up and let it crawl on my hand for awhile and then placed it on the windowsill of the goat shed. Do spiders normally come out in winter? I wonder.

We have been trained to need leaders. Those of us, who always questioned the need for them, seem to be few. Perhaps, there are more of us than I know. Regardless, the majority of people appear to need them, for now. If we knew our sovereignty, leadership would take on a new meaning. Leadership would only be by example. However, now we need leaders that will tell us the truth and teach us that we don't need leaders.

I have been hoping that meaningful leadership will emerge from the current structure. It doesn't look like that is possible. No matter how well intentioned they may be; they soon get locked into the matrix, and they don't seem to be able to extricate themselves. They need to go along with so much to survive, much less get reelected, that they lose their 'juice' along with their credibility. Leadership exist in all areas, not just politics, but it is the political leaders that hold sway over masses of people.

I know there are leaders ready to emerge. Imagine, if the most loving people in the world arose to the top decision making positions; instead of those, marinated in psychopathy, that seem to have the positions now. Most leaders now, even the most decent ones, use fear to maintain their power and don't seem to mind that they are being manipulative.

Imagine leaders who are dedicated to finding truth and teaching it. Leaders who are dedicated to teaching you how to be free, so you wouldn't need them. The only purpose of seeing more than your neighbor is to help them see, too. Not to see what you see, but as you see. Although we are one, we will all see differently; but we can all see with love. We can all see everyone is equally sovereign, equally worthy, equally deserving, equally valuable, etc. etc.

We may have to wait for the existing structures to collapse before 'real' leadership can emerge. Watch what happens to the Vatican. What you see could be the beginning of the end of that structure.

Love and Peace,  Gregg
   

BUMPS IN THE ROAD

There are few bumps on the road to enlightenment. Let me describe yesterday's.

My everyday chores consist of taking care of the animals and washing the dishes. Other things arise during the week: Mondays I blog; Tuesday mornings we have a neighbor visit us for a couple hours; Wednesday I blog; every other Thursday the cleaning lady comes and we clear out of here at 10:30 and return by 1:30 in the afternoon. We go for brunch and shop; Friday I blog; Saturday is recycling day and other odd things missed during the week; Sunday I often do the our finances, pay bills and balance the checkbook. Everyday, I find time for doing the crossword puzzle and a little nap and meditation.

Were a spontaneous bunch, so this noway gives a complete picture. We go out fairly often and have company.

But if you note every other Thursday, the one the cleaning lady doesn't come, I have only my routine chores. I look forward to those Thursdays as days that I have more time to read, nap or whatever. Yesterday was that day. Watering the house plants was the only thing that needed doing besides my regular chores. I think everything was fine when I awoke, but a heaviness developed as the day wore on. I usually can snap my way out of a mild depressive state. This time it was tougher. By early afternoon I was tortured with self critical thoughts. Not any big things; just little things that I might be embarrassed about. My usual methods of escaping the past didn't seem very effective. It was as if my ego called in an army of discarnate spirits to aid in the torture. Well maybe that is an exaggeration. But this was more than, the usual efforts of my ego, to put me in my place.

I had had just heard of somebody burning sage to clear their home of negative energies, so I tried that. I don't know if it worked but it filled the house with a nice aroma. I told Jamie about my state of consciousness and she told me to take off my shoes and socks. She gently massaged my feet and rubbed frankincense ointment on my soles.

I began to feel better and since it was five o'clock, hey, I thought, a martini would hit the spot. It did and soon I was feeling great. I need to add a note here, that alcohol is not the friend it used to be. It is occasionally good medicine and I find a few drinks at social gatherings great, but regular use, doesn't work for me.  I feel better and sleep better when I do not imbibe. It may have something to do with being 78.

Well yesterday is behind me and I feel great today! Our egos don't like the idea that we are getting ready to scuttle them. I attempt to reassure my ego, it isn't going to disappear, but only going to be in service of spirit and not be in the drivers seat. However, the ego is used to running things. It likes to keep your universe orderly by judging everything and using fear to keep you from realizing you don't need it.

The light is shining bright and it is getting easier and easier to ignore the caterwauling of the ego. However, the ego is very tricky and when we let our guard down and let fear and doubt enter in, it can have a field day.

I was struggling with past issues yesterday. I have some understanding of 'the why' but not completely. I don't think we need to know. We can replace these negative states and thoughts with love. It takes vigilantes. The sooner you catch yourself in an ego dominate state the better. It can be tough. The ego is clever with its disguises.

Giving up the past is an important task for us, who are on the path to enlightenment. As long as we think the past has value, we open ourselves up to the ego's chicanery. Remember the past is past. It no longer exist. For our purposes, it never existed. We live now. We can swim in an ocean of unconditional love.

Love and Peace,  Gregg


 

MYSTERY OR MIRACLE

Remember the old [2yrs.] rooster I told you about? He was ganged up on by two younger roosters and beat up pretty badly. Anyway, I took him out of the chicken coop and put him in the barn, in an area where I raise broilers. This area is fenced in with chicken wire and safe from predators.

He was petty badly beat up and was quite bloodied, he could hardly walk. In a few days he perked up. It didn't look like there was any permanent damage. Since the broiler area is lit only by a single window [when I use it as a broiler cage I have artificial light] I let him out to roam the barn during the day and shooed him in at night.

Last Wednesday, when I went out in late afternoon, he was standing in the barn door [animal door] looking out. I would of had to walk around the barn in the deep snow to shoo him in. I thought, "He'll be okay in the barn. I 'll leave him out" I knew there was some risk from predators, but I thought if I was the rooster I would take the risk and there are a lot of structures he could fly up on, to be out of reach of Brer fox.

You guessed it. The next morning he was gone, I searched the barn. No blood stains or feathers in the snow; but it snowed during the night and that may have covered up any evidence. Likewise no fox or other predator tracks. I figured I would know the answer when the snow melted.

I felt mournful. It was my fault because I didn't want to walk in the deep snow. Also, what was I going to do with one lonely rooster? He needed to be with his ladies but I couldn't put him back with the others. Keeping water out for one lone rooster in this weather was another chore. He only had a little while to drink everyday before his little dish of water was ice. So I was mournful; then relieved and vaguely guilty about feeling relieved.

Friday I searched the barn for him, again. Saturday I searched. Sunday I searched. Although, I now "knew" he was gone for good, I searched the barn again on Monday. There was no place a rooster could hide. That was my last search.

Yesterday morning, when I went into the barn, I heard a thud like tapping. I listened and I thought it must be coming from the loft. I was standing in front of the broiler cage and I heard it again. I looked in and there he was, as big as you please, pecking corn out of a rubber pan I had for him. He looked none the worse for wear. He seemed healthy. His comb was frozen further, which would happen in the cold barn. The chicken coop gets cold, e.g. the water freezes when it is in the single digits, but the barn gets much colder. I don't have animals in it right now. When it is loaded with sheep it stays pretty cozy.

So what is that all about? I will go to my grave believing he could not have been in the barn. He is a large chicken, he weighs close to twelve pounds. He could not have scrunched himself up into a small space. Yet there was no evidence of him being outside the barn. No tracks in the snow.

I will probably never know the answer to this mystery. However, our world is a classroom; all experience teaches. What did this experience teach me. For one: don't hold conclusions. You don't have to have the final answer to anything. We learn even when we don't know we are learning or what we are learning. The only thing I know is that all we can do is love. Life comes to us. All we have to do is put one foot in front of another and love every moment.

Love and Peace,  Gregg

UNDERSTANDING FREEDOM

We don't understand freedom because we do not know how we are not free. We are told we are free {especially in this country} we die for our freedom, we are told we are the freest people in the world. Since we don't really know what freedom is- we can't protest.

 How are we controlled? We are taught to be other directed. We are taught to look outside ourselves for validation. We are carefully trained to look to religion, educational institutions, government, family traditions, etc. for validation concerning our worthiness. We aspire to be acceptable according to the standards dangled in front of us. We are very carefully trained to judge our acceptability on how others accept us.

How then can we be free? At the very base freedom must include accepting yourself. How do you accept yourself? Does it depend on affirmation from all that is outside yourself? Of course that is impossible. The lucky ones, among us, realize fairly early, that finding happiness/freedom, by depending on others, is a dead end street. Many of us try for years to get recognition that we are worthy beings, until through a combination of self study and intuition we realize that we must love ourselves first.

Because we are trained to look outside ourselves, we fall prey to the folks who are willing to exploit our sense of unworthiness to make money. We buy all sorts of material goods to demonstrate our worthiness. If material goods don't work, we will pursue all kinds of self-help stratagems, that enrich the program managers.

Some of these programs will teach you to look inside; but by that time you don't know how.

We need to understand just how controlling our culture is from the point of our birth.  We are largely taught to accept controls both openly and subliminally. Freedom is given lip service. It is not rewarded.

We need to give up everything we learned. Most people don't know what freedom feels like. They equate it with license. They think it is doing what they want without caring about your neighbor. In that case they will never feel free.

Freedom comes from knowing you are loved. Unconditionally loved. When you are swimming in a sea of love, you are free.

How do you get there? You get there by knowing you are love and everyone else is love. Some know it, some have yet to learn. You teach them by your example. Sure getting there is a gradual process, but once you accept the goal, you can see it is attainable. You have to begin by accepting that you know nothing; yet everything at the same time. What you thing you know, the ego stuff, is just old programming; but your real being [soul] knows everything.

We attain freedom by learning to love. It is a moment by moment choice. We can greatly accelerate our learning by meditation. You can learn to do mini-meditations. Close you eyes and drop out for a while. Find that place inside you where it is quiet. A place of profound peace. With a very little practice, you will find yourself flooded with love. You only need to do it for a few minutes. In fact, at first, it will be hard to stay in that space for more than a moment or two. However, it will greatly enhance your quest to 'see' and be free of the illusion.

We are being bathed in love now. We are being reminded of our oneness. Knowledge of our oneness is rising from the core of our being. We are giving up the old ways and realizing that peace, happiness and joy come from serving others. As we allow ourselves to be of service to others, we find love and freedom.

Love and Peace,  Gregg

A MIRACLE

Apparently, I escaped the scourge of bronchitis. This cold is just ending in a fizzle. It is either a miracle or it is because of the heating pad my wife and daughter urged me to apply to my chest for a couple hours. Either way it is a miracle to me. I went to bed early, 10:30, [usual 12:30] slept 8-1/2 hours without a cough. Amazing!

Speaking of miracles, what are the odds of being hit by a meteorite? Ask the folks in Southern Russia. A meteorite blew up over a city and scattered fragments on the town, 500 people injured, nobody killed. Google for details. I think this event happened this morning. There was a fireball in Cuba. Are these events related somehow?

The slow collapse of our institutions is accelerating. There is much going on, yet it is too early to speculate on the meaning of much of it. What does the pope's resignation mean? What does Obama's proposal to reduce our nuclear inventory, by a third, mean? What about the appointment of people with anti-pentagon views? There are many things happening that point towards a change for the better.

I don't like waiting; but my guidance tells me, not to wait. It tells me to use my time to clear out my old programs. Learn to give up my past or, at least, rewrite it so that it contains nothing but love. Giving up the past is a tedious business. It is thought by thought. It is an exercise in forgiveness, love, and forgetfulness. A mental vigilantes is necessary. I must catch myself when I am indulging in past thinking.

There is so much old programming to give up, out of this old programming comes judgements and twisted opinions. We need to look at the world with eyes of innocence. The beauty of the world is now, it is fresh; as our past drops away, we will 'see' it.

We are on the threshold of the new world, where every being is sovereign. No government, institution, family or any other group will be allowed to enforce their views on another. All will be able to chose how they want to live. This is a basic freedom. You may do anything you want, unless it impinges on others right to do what they want. Governing by edict is over. All of us must have equal say in any rule or regulation  that affects us. If someone is disabled or handicapped, in such a way that they cannot participate, then it is our duty to take care of them in a way that their happiness and freedom is most maintained. There is no elite. There is absolute equality.

This awareness is growing like a magnificent mushroom on the floor of our group consciousness. As unconditional love grows, all forms of tyranny attenuate. The most controlling forms of tyranny are not from government {although they may have been gleefully reinforced} they are from religion, family, tradition, political parties, and old ways of thinking in general.

The seed of unconditional love has entered our minds. It is growing. Be alert to the changes in yourself and what you see around you.

Love and Peace,  Gregg

FEBRUARY

Have you heard people say, "I never get sick. What is going on?" I hear it in my household and some of it is coming from me. We have had colds that seem to visit monthly and stay for awhile. The colds I have had, have been very mild, but they are followed by bronchitis that keeps me awake at night for a few weeks. I look for the learning.

I read somewhere that this February was test. I don't know if this was an astrological, numerological or psychic based conclusion. Or somebody was just speaking out of their posterior. In any case it fits for me. They went on to say that we would be flooded  by the thoughts from our past that challenged our lovableness. That has been happening to me. Everyday I remember some time in the past that was embarrassing because of my behavior or general jerkiness. The test is whether or not you can release the past and not suffer the consequences of the thoughts. I don't know how I am doing. Okay, I guess.

On the way out to the chicken coop and barn this morning, I noticed tracks in the snow along side the path, for most of the distance, which is about a hundred yards. They were Elijah's footprints. It reminded me that children need to make their own paths in this world and not stick to the ways of their parents. Which reminds me of a book I read many years ago by Kahlil Gibran, "The Prophet". He uses the analogy of a bow and arrow. The parents being the bow, the child the arrow. Once the arrow is released, it is released. The trajectory of the arrow in flight depends on many forces and the parents need to fully let go. That is a very small part of the book. It is a great read. I would recommend it.

I will need to cut this blog short because we need to go to town for some shopping. We, also, go every Wednesday to purchase Jersey milk from some Amish folks who have settled in the neighborhood. There are several Amish families that have moved in. They all appear quite young; twenties, early thirties. They have been accepted by the larger community and are a great asset. Many people stop by to get milk or eggs and just visit. 

Look for the changes in the world. They are multiplying. In a future blog I will point them out to you. Create paradise around you by loving everything and everybody. If you have trouble loving them forgive them. Remember that some of the people in your life, you will have to love from a distance. Remove negative people from your hearth but not from your heart. They especially need your love. I need to love this body, that just seems to be letting me down.

Love and Peace,  Gregg

IT ISN'T PERSONAL

Sometimes it snows and we welcome it; we even celebrate it. Other times, it seems timed to create the greatest irritation. Yesterday's storm fell somewhere in between for me. Jamie is down with a bad cold, I am feeling like I am in the first stages. I didn't want to struggle with Mother Nature. But, as usual, if I go with the flow and enjoy the moment, I find it really is not a struggle, we make those things up in our mind. We got just enough to need plowing and snow blowing, probably 8 to 9 inches. Our plowman is coming at two this afternoon and I am going to have to quit blogging by one as I have paths to make before he arrives.

We made sausage Saturday. We used pork, chicken, lamb and beef. We have our own lamb and chicken and we often buy, {whole or haves}, pork and beef from neighborhood farmers. We have cuts that we save in the freezer for sausage. We ground up about fifty pounds and put about forty pounds into casings with a hand crank sausage stuffer. We sampled some for supper. Later in the evening, Jamie said, "I think that sausage is off". Both Jamie and Naomi are very sensitive to rancidity. I ate another sausage to test that perception and thought she might be right. Was this taste bud paranoia? We weren't sure. I had visions of feeding fifty pounds of sausage to the chickens. The next Morning, yesterday, I sampled a cold, left over sausage. It was fine, in fact, delicious. Hopefully the rancidity was an illusion within the illusion.

 Life continues to come to you- like it is endlessly squeezed from a tube. We are not conscious enough to know why it takes on the color and texture it does. As we grow in awareness we will see our contribution to its creation. But until we can 'see', don't take it personally. Just love every bit of it and know that you are learning.

In a couple of weeks, you will be aware that things are changing. The news censorship is easing up and things are becoming public that were here-to-fore hidden. You will need to keep your BS detector in good working order, but some truth is leaking out.

I am staring out the window and seeing two automobiles, covered with snow, and I know I have to get out there and make a path to them. Then, my plowman could come early.

We will meet at this space Wednesday.

Love and Peace,  Gregg

LIFE

Do you sometimes wonder what we are doing here? Most of us do. You get to my age and you settle on something. It would be a little disconcerting not to have the foggiest notion. I was lucky in that, my professional life, had to do with helping people. I loved the interaction and the thought that I might be helping was a bonus. But still, what was my life plan? Why did I want to be born into this world? How was I to contribute to the evolution of mankind? Sure I had lofty ideas. I always thought that I was here to facilitate the return [or gain] of paradise on Earth. Of course these ideas were not much in my mind until I was past forty. Before that I was busy proving to myself that I could make it in this strange world. Once I knew I could do pretty much what I wanted; what did I want? Well I wanted a sane world to live in and I thought with the right guidance I could help bring it about. And I am sure, with the aid of several billion other people, I can. As time went on, I realized not much could happen- at least in my sphere- until my ego was disengaged. That ego is a tricky thing. First it wants you to pursue recognition; but if you do, it ridicules you. It continually sets you up and then finds suitable punishment.

I live with my five year old grandson, Elijah. I swear he must have been my guru in some past life, because he keeps me humble and yet gives me purpose every day. I never thought that caring for and paying attention to him would be such a significant part of my life. Then what could be more important?

As I mentioned in my last blog, life comes to us everyday. It comes whether you like it or not. Although, we are involved in its creation, we rarely realize that as it is presented to us. Our reaction to the events determines our state of consciousness. Our world reflects back our consciousness. All our judgements soon show themselves. As the light gets stronger, the results of our judgements will come sooner and sooner. Eventually, they will be immediate, if we haven't given up judgement by then.

A certain member of our household got an annoying phone call asking for contributions to a probable phony charity. Since this person was irritated anyway, they flew off the handle at something else of little consequence. Shortly after that, this person stepped on a dog turd in our dining room. {Our dog rarely has an accident} Minutes later the ridiculousness of the situation dawned and amusement followed. If we need to step on a turd to get us back to our peaceful consciousness, we will.

Life continues. We choose to love or not love. We can create our own mini-paradise and share it with all who come. It will grow.

Love and Peace,  Gregg

A SENSE OF HUMOR

Have you noticed how events pop up in your life that seem to be designed for your learning? Have you thought that, since  we are the authors of our experiences, you must be involved in the creation of said events?

My daughter, Naomi, and her son Elijah live with us, while she attends Nursing School. She drives a high mileage car that has a potential for problems. She is often in school late and I have dreaded the idea of her calling with car trouble late in the evening. Last night about 10PM she called and said she had a flat tire. I drove to Cambridge, about 20 miles, and was able to pump up the tire so she could make it home. I got up this Morning the tire was very flat. I made arrangements with our local garage, ten miles away, pumped up the tire and went up and had it repaired. I had them check the oil, it was dangerously low, if she hadn't had that flat tire she may have ruined the engine. I knew that the car was using oil and I could have monitored it more closely. This is the third time this year we had a problem that turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

I didn't mind, in the least, driving to Cambridge last night. What seemed to be a great inconvenience hardly measured on the 'pain in the butt' scale. It gave me a chance to be useful and we are here to be of service to each other.

I now have an extra rooster. I kept two young roosters that were hatched last year. I had one rooster for 20+ hens. A ratio of one rooster for every ten hens works out well. I had planned to acquire ten more hens so I wanted three roosters; but it didn't happen. It appeared that everything was fine until two days ago, when I found the old rooster battered and bleeding. He was too much for either young rooster alone, they ganged up on him. I have had this happen before. I took the old rooster out and put in the barn. He will heal up and be okay, but I won't be able to put him back with the flock. He is not old. He is only two and has a lot of life left. Hopefully, I can find someone who needs a rooster.

My goats are spoiled rotten. They don't like their hay. It was cured last Spring. We had a very wet Spring and a very dry Summer. It was hard to get hay that was completely free of mold, if it was cut in the Spring. I can't smell any mold, but the goats apparently do. They will eat it, but they give me that look, that I should be doing more. To compensate I give them feed, that I usually give when they are lactating, and they don't need it now. The compensation is for my feeling of inadequacy as a husband of goats. I don't think they need it. Goats have a way of expressing themselves.

Life comes at us constantly. We don't know what is coming next and we are usually not sure of what we are learning. I know we set up things that are for our learning, sometimes they are obvious, but often it is a mystery why we would do that to ourselves. It is clear that we always have the opportunity to be positive or negative; to be loving or fearful/angry. It is amazing how easy it is to be loving; if you will just remember to be.

Through it all, one of your greatest assets {or maybe the greatest} is a sense of humor. To be able to laugh at the ridiculousness of life is wonderful. Laughter clears away negativity like nothing else. It is as easy to see humor as it is tragedy. Love, love and love some more.

Love and Peace,  Gregg 

WAKING UP-A REVIEW

Sometimes I think I am in a rut. It seems like I harp on the same things. I am not sure who I am writing to; am I preaching to the choir? Sometimes I wish I could be an activist and tear down the old world with the force of my will. I will explain why that is not the right approach, as tempting as it is.

Let us go over some things again. We create the world we experience with our thoughts. It is, therefore, called an illusion. Because it is an illusion does not mean it is not real to us; it is the only reality we know. If our language was more precise we would have a better word for it. I think illusion puts some people off. Behind this world, that we create, collectively and individually with our thoughts, lies a world comprised of energy {light/love} that everything is made of. Since this world is a creation  of our thoughts, we can have any world we want.

The problem. Long before our history began, there was a group or groups who knew or figured out this truth. They were not people whose primary interest was the welfare of the people. They were into power and control. They became master manipulators. I call these folks the cabal. They have been called many things and a great deal has been written about them. They are not identifiable, they are not in the news. They make up family groups of inherited wealth and knowledge. They are geniuses of manipulation.

The cabal uses fear to control the population. All wars, famines, pestilences, etc, were either made or enhanced by them to maintain or get control. There has never been any lack on this planet for the sustaining of life. Perhaps a few natural events; but in our historical times, people have been left to starve and be homeless out of greed not supply.

In our present world people have become consumers of information. And all information is geared to create fear and divisiveness. They create a problem, they enhance the reaction and then provide a solution. All solutions provide more wealth for them and in some way consolidate their power. All the hot button issues of the day; whether it be abortion, gun control, global warming, gay marriage, etc. are used by politicians to raise money and stay in office. It is a rarity that they want to do anything about an issue. It is their bread and butter. It is how they gain and stay in power. Think how much money has been raised to fight the abortion issue; do you really believe they want to make abortion illegal?

Politicians are annoying, but they are small change. Although, some are great beings of light, many are greedy little men following their egos in a lust for power and money. They are manipulated just like the rest of us. They are tools of the cabal and have little significance except as conveyers of the manipulation. The people you see in political office, including the president, have very little power. Those who protest too much are dealt with by marginalization or worse.

So what do you do about it? We take back our power by thinking differently. We are manipulated into our way of thinking by fear. Fear is at the base of all control. All negativity is based on fear. For example, greed is fear of loss or inequality. If we are not seduced by fear we retain or regain our power and can create anything we want.

We must wake up. We must see how we have been manipulated, so we can regain our power and create a world we want. [I am not using the word power in the sense I used it in the discussion of power/strength- again language].

My dilemma, is how do I encourage waking up. I don't want to dwell on the horror of the world. I want you to see, but I don't want you to take sides in the conflict. When we involve our minds in the conflicts, that have been made for our consumption, we only reinforce the illusion we are trying to get out of. Yet, I know that you need to discover enough, to decide you don't want to do it anymore. I hope you have.

I would like to get on with creating our new institutions. What we have is miserable. I would like to get my hands into changing things. However, my guidance has been; look close to home. Start with yourself. Work out your own sense of limitation. Let go of your own negativity. Let yourself be reprogrammed with love and replace all that false learning. How are my own relationships? How am I getting along with my wife? My friends? My relatives? Are my relationships filled with love? How much of the time am I in some kind of negativity?

When we have released our negativity and understand we are beings of love, the right actions will be automatic. We will 'see' what needs to be done. Doubt, anxiety, impatience etc. block our intuition and fog our consciousness.

My dishes await me.

Love and Peace,  Gregg

WINTER RETURNETH

Not that it ever went away. It was 20.7 below zero F this Morning about eight AM. I got up before daybreak because I was concerned about pipes freezing. They didn't. They froze the last time it was colder than twenty below; but that was the first time in over twenty years. We think it was because the mouse invasion contributed toward the diminished insulation protecting the pipes. We are not positive, hence the heightened concern.

It was pleasant outside when I did the chores [-8]. The anticipation before going out is far worse than the reality. So much for staying in the hear and now. It is quite a beautiful day, clear and Sunny.

These are anxious times for some people. They feel the impending changes, but can't see them and the unknown foments anxiety. Personally, I have overcome the tendency to get anxious. I am not saying I never will again; knock on wood. There was a time when a fine state of anxiety was a common companion and it some times became acute. Through various forms of meditation I learned to evolve out of that state of consciousness. I may get concerned [like about our pipes freezing] but I rarely experience anxiety.

Fear thoughts racing through your mind blocks your intuition. The guidance you can give yourself, that would normally help you with whatever you are getting anxious about, is inaccessible.

If you have some sophistication about meditation, use your knowledge as soon as you are aware of impending anxiety. Close your eyes and connect with that quiet place inside you. If you have only a rudimentary idea of meditation, practice picturing a place in your mind of great peace. It could be a favorite vacation spot, fishing on a beautifully calm lake, or you can imagine something. Practice creating this place in your mind when you are not anxious. It will only take about five minutes a day. Find a time and place where you will have minimal disturbance. Practice creating the picture that brings you peace. When you find yourself becoming anxious, close your eyes and connect with that place. If you are extremely anxious, you may have to call on your higher self for help; just believe that in the core of your being there is wisdom and unconditional love. If your spiritual beliefs allow for it, call for help from God or what makes sense to you. Help will come.

It is important that we learn to cultivate peace. From peace comes all the states of consciousness we want to experience. Love and joy come from peace. It is only in a state of peace that you can see the beauty of the world. When we are calm, we can see the beauty of our fellow beings. More importantly, we can begin to appreciate the beauty of and in ourselves. We contain all the wisdom we need to make the decisions in our life; both the everyday mundane ones and the crucial ones. We know who we are and where we are going. To achieve this level of intuition, we need to maintain peace. You will do it. It is inevitable. The illusion of time is the only factor.

Peace cannot be found outside you. If you want peace in your surroundings, look for it inside you and extend it outside. You can do it. You will do it. When you know peace, you will see how everything is unconditional love.

Jamie is making cheese and doing things like cleaning out the upstairs freezer. She is finding many interesting, forgotten items. Are they still edible? If not the chickens will feast. She has taken over my dish washing duties. I don't mind.

Love and Peace,  Gregg