Sometimes I need to step back and ask myself, "Why am I blogging?" Often, I don't know what I am going to write about, until I sit down in front of the computer. I may have a general idea, but, only occasionally, do I have it worked out.
I have said, what I thought was important, more than once. Still, I know, I need to read things more than once. Repetition is okay.
For many years I have felt there were great changes coming. I was always keenly aware we could be living in a saner world. As a child and a young man, my mind was boggled by how crazy the world was. I was one of many, many children who could see that "the emperor wore no clothes" It was easy to see, most problems would be solved, by loving and respecting each other. I think people saw me as a rebellious child. I had no sense of that. I didn't know, what was going on, and I didn't know, how to fit in. I had no wish to be rebellious. That is a story I don't want to launch into now. Perhaps some other time.
I wasn't a successful student, until I was able to reinvent myself, when I joined the Air Force. I studied electronics and became a Radar technician. I excelled academically for the first time. I learned much in the traditional twelve grades. I could read by the time I went to school and I read widely. By high school I read a book a day. Yet, I wasn't able to translate my learning into good grades.
When I was in grade school I doubted my intelligence, because, I could not please anybody. But, somehow, I knew I was bright. I joined the Air Force so I could get the GI bill. I knew college was my only escape from the quasi working class environment that surrounded me. I saw my peers graduating from high school and then working for the rest of their lives. Work, being something, you would rather not be doing.
I often had fantasies, of how the world could be better, if we could only start over. But I didn't start seriously musing, about such things, until I was out of college and established professionally. I loved college. Whatever plagued me, in my earlier years, was gone. I was married, had kids, and owned my own house, while working almost full time, so I wasn't the whiz kid I may have been. I did well enough to go to graduate school.
I always knew that love was the answer. Even when I was in the Air Force, we would sit around a table at the NCO club, drink beer, and argue philosophy. In those days, the military was populated by all types, because of the universal draft. There were many borderline pacifist and out and out pacifist because it was easier to, give in and join the military, than be a conscientious objector. CO's were treated horribly, in the culture of the time, and most kids hadn't formed that strong an opinion by the time they are eighteen.
About the same time we got into Homesteading, I started reading the Edgar Cayce [The Sleeping Prophet] material. Although, I had been reading philosophy for many years [I read the complete Mentor series on philosophy when I was in the Air Force], through Edgar Cayce, I got a new slant on our history and how our knowledge of spirituality developed. I was fascinated with man's cultural and intellectual origins, where we came from and why. I studied anthropology, in college, and read widely since, but the academic pursuit has many built in limitations. I became fascinated with the rise and fall of civilization. Why did it take us a couple thousand years to reach understandings that were commonplace in Classical Greece? What happened to the Sumerians? Why are most of the accomplishments of the Ancient Egyptians shrouded in such mystery? Civilizations have met collapse, time and time again, in the past. Some seemed to die of decay, others seemed to be swept away by disasters.
Some forty years ago, I began to feel strongly that it was happening again. Civilization, as we know it, was again at the crossroads. The old was to be washed away. It might be accompanied by climate change or Earth changes, but it is over.
When I first started writing this blog, I felt the most important thing was for folks to become self-sufficient. Since we are well versed on how to live off the land, I saw myself, as one, who could facilitate that change, and encourage people to move back to the land. It seems like plenty of people are doing that. Folks, all over, are making gardens where vacant lots or waste areas stood before. They are motivated by many things, good nutrition, good taste, economic necessity, and a compelling interest, to get ones hands in the dirt, and watch things grow. How many people feel a change coming; I don't know?
As I began to write, my interest, emerged more and more. The change in consciousness, that is happening, and is needed. I saw that, whatever happened in the material world, more important, was our understanding, of who we are, and how we can facilitate the changes we want. I perceived that we were about to make a huge evolutionary jump. That this leap forward would occur, with or without, Earth changes. I believe that if we focus on, how we can grow, and learn to love each other, our survival will take care of itself. I think our renewed interest in gardening and all things natural is all part of the love we are experiencing for ourselves, others and our wonderful Mother Earth. It is incidental to our survival, of course, but if we discover how much we love each other, we will do what we need to do.
A teacher teaches what he is trying to learn. I want to experience the wholeness of 'oneness'. I want to feel the freedom of Unconditional Love. I want to be free of all judgement. I want to see the perfection, of every person, my eyes fall on. I want to eliminate all negativity from my life. I want to be free of all anger and be incapable of an angry retort. I want to walk outside and feel the oneness with nature. I want to feel my oneness with the trees, the grass, the flowers, the clouds, the Sun, the stars, and everything.
So the focus of my blog, well for the most, it is going to be about what I am trying to learn.
I can write a lot, when I don't know what to write about. My dish water is getting cold. I better get to them.
Let the Universe feel you with Love and shine it on your neighbor.
Love and Peace, Gregg
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