It is another absolutely amazingly, marvelous Morning. I could just sit and watch the view from my window. I mentioned this giant Canadian Thistle that grows right outside the window. I didn't realize those pink blossoms provided nectar for butterflies. Yellow Swallow Tails, as well as Monarchs, visit them. Gold Finches are constantly flitting by. The other day, I was outside, by the fence, I was looking for the sheep, when two Gold Finches did a dance in front of me. They were flying beak to beak. They were so engrossed in their activity, that they were not aware of me, until they were right in front of my face. They were two males, so I assume it was some kind of fight, but they looked like they were kissing.
When we were coming back from the thrift store on Wednesday, I opined that the store must not have been there long. Jamie replied, "It has been there at least five years." I said, "Five years isn't anything to me any more." Then we had a conversation about the illusion of time. If you take that same five year block of time and move it back to 1958 -1963. It was hugely significant. In 1958 I was a non-high school grad entering college. In 1959 I got married. In 1960 I bought my first house. In 1960 I had my first child. In 1962 I graduated from college with a BA in psychology. In 1962 I had my first professional job. In 1963 I had my second child.
In that five year period my whole life changed. Every aspect of life evolved significantly; scholastic, marital, economic, professional, parental and social. I developed a whole new network of relationships. There was very little resemblance between my life in 1958 and 1963.
When you have been on this planet eighty years you see how relative time is. I have been retired fifteen years. It seems like no-time. Imagine the same fifteen years, from when your first child is born to their fifteenth birthday, that could seem like eternity. I lived in my first house fifteen years. I have lived in this house forty years. It doesn't seem like I have lived here, two and a half times longer, than I lived there.
In terms of our perception of time, it is certainly illusory. As fast as time goes for me now, it still drags for me sometimes. For instance, Jamie says, "Why don't you stop at this thrift store, I will run in, just for a minute, you can read your paper, I'll be right back." Sometimes it seems like 'just a minute'. Sometimes it seems like an age. I am not sure the actual time on the clock matters so much. What is going on in my mind and body will be of most significance when experiencing relative time. If I have the urge to micturate, it will really seem a long time.
So the perception of time may be an illusion; but is time itself an illusion. Supposedly it is, in eternity. How many of us can really grasp eternity? We live in constant change; the grass comes up, flowers bloom, we are born, we grow, we get teeth, we get taller, we get older, we lose our hair, we get gray, we get fat, we get thin, our bodies gradually wear out and give up. In the meantime, the whole world changes around us from season to season. Cities come and cities go. Nothing stays the same.
I am perfectly willing to believe that time is something, we measure on this planet of relativity, and that it is different in other spheres of existence. The idea of unending creation in all directions, without reference to time, is something at this point, I can only vaguely grasp. However, when I meditate, I can get some sense of it. Perhaps if we learn to live in the moment, without reference, to past or future, we will be able to understand it better.
Our teachers tell us that time and space do not really exist. I don't quibble about the reality of this idea. However, 'reality' is the operant term. Right now our reality is the illusion we have created. Perhaps we will see more, soon.
Love is shining brightly, it is changing our perception of everything.
Happy Friday!
Love and Peace, Gregg
Friday, July 31, 2015
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
TIME
The cool air came back! Salt shakers work again. The bathroom door doesn't stick. We haven't used our air conditioner yet, this year. We came close, the day before yesterday. We had endured one night that didn't cool off and another loomed. The extended forecast indicated it was going to cool off, at night, for the rest of the week. We have a screen porch, and that is where we spend much of our time in the Summer. As long as it cools off at night, to give us good sleep, and cools the house down, we can start the day in comfort. It doesn't matter that it gets up to eighty in the afternoon, if it cools down as the Sun goes down. We don't like the way the air conditioner shuts us off from the outside. On the other hand, we can't take successive days when it is uncomfortable to sleep. Maybe, we won't have that happen this year.
I was mulling over the idea of writing about time. Supposedly, it only exist in this third dimension. Can we imagine living without time? Every Morning, I get up, get a cup of coffee and sit down with the crossword puzzle. The crossword puzzle takes 30 to 45 minutes. It is then time, to let out the chickens. The clock reads 8:30. I let the chickens out and then, do my bathroom ablutions. I set up the dishes to soak in hot water and if it is a Monday, Wednesday or Friday I begin my blog [which can mean; staring out the window; meditating; staring at an empty screen; ruminating; wondering why I do this; etc.] On Tuesdays, our friend from across the lake, comes over and regales us for two and one half hours. Every other Thursday the cleaning lady comes[ yes, we have a cleaning lady! It is fantastic!] On alternate Thursdays, I have a free Morning. Only twice a month there is nothing scheduled in the Morning; usually something comes up. Saturday is kind of a 'grab bag' day. About every other Saturday I go to recycling. Sunday is truly a kickback day, read the paper etc. Of course, everyday I have my chores. I wash the dishes, water my animals, gather the eggs, count my sheep, mow the grass when needed, pick up sticks, the usual stuff to maintain the homestead.
All these activities happen in time. If one were to clock them they would find very little variation from day to day. Even the animals respond to time. The chickens know when I let them out late. The sheep have their pattern, that is consistent from day to day. They have their time to eat, their time to rest and ruminate. One could measure the pattern with a clock. Our bodies respond in time; doesn't it always surprise us, if we are hungry at an unusual time? Everything is in some kind of rhythm. It can even be interpreted mathematically. It is cycles within cycles forever. Is that what 'no time' is; eternal evolving; eternal creation? If we are just in this moment; there are no past moments or future moments, we are in eternity.
We may experience that someday, for now we are in time. The question is, are we in a natural rhythm or an artificial one? Are we following the natural cycle of life or rigidly following the clock? Jamie and I lived for seven years, for the most part, with no schedule, but the one Nature presented. [In truth that is impossible-we couldn't escape from the larger world]. However, we got more than a glimpse, of what living without clocks, would be like, and the time Nature presented, dominated.
We live close to the natural cycles of life now, yet, I find myself pressured by the reading of the clock. Even today, we need to go to Mora and pick up a dresser, Jamie bought at a thrift shop, and we need to bring in some donations. I glanced at the clock to see how I was doing with time. What is a natural rhythm? I have to follow the clock, if I am going to get the stuff to Mora, and get back here before late afternoon, because some people are coming over.
We have a world that is committed to artificial cycles. Every working person on the planet knows the difference between enforced artificial time and natural time. We put up with it. It doesn't seem like we have a choice. We need to fit into somebody else's artificial schedule in order to get paid. It is a matter of survival.
Can we imagine living in a world where we followed the natural cycles? A world where we wouldn't force our children to get up in the dark to go to school? A world where we wouldn't be slaves to time? A world where we would respect our bodies, and wouldn't ask them to do things because of what the clock says?
I find myself pressured by time. Jamie is rattling around, getting things ready to take to Mora. I am going to need to write more about this another day.
Life is Grand!
Love and Peace, Gregg
I was mulling over the idea of writing about time. Supposedly, it only exist in this third dimension. Can we imagine living without time? Every Morning, I get up, get a cup of coffee and sit down with the crossword puzzle. The crossword puzzle takes 30 to 45 minutes. It is then time, to let out the chickens. The clock reads 8:30. I let the chickens out and then, do my bathroom ablutions. I set up the dishes to soak in hot water and if it is a Monday, Wednesday or Friday I begin my blog [which can mean; staring out the window; meditating; staring at an empty screen; ruminating; wondering why I do this; etc.] On Tuesdays, our friend from across the lake, comes over and regales us for two and one half hours. Every other Thursday the cleaning lady comes[ yes, we have a cleaning lady! It is fantastic!] On alternate Thursdays, I have a free Morning. Only twice a month there is nothing scheduled in the Morning; usually something comes up. Saturday is kind of a 'grab bag' day. About every other Saturday I go to recycling. Sunday is truly a kickback day, read the paper etc. Of course, everyday I have my chores. I wash the dishes, water my animals, gather the eggs, count my sheep, mow the grass when needed, pick up sticks, the usual stuff to maintain the homestead.
All these activities happen in time. If one were to clock them they would find very little variation from day to day. Even the animals respond to time. The chickens know when I let them out late. The sheep have their pattern, that is consistent from day to day. They have their time to eat, their time to rest and ruminate. One could measure the pattern with a clock. Our bodies respond in time; doesn't it always surprise us, if we are hungry at an unusual time? Everything is in some kind of rhythm. It can even be interpreted mathematically. It is cycles within cycles forever. Is that what 'no time' is; eternal evolving; eternal creation? If we are just in this moment; there are no past moments or future moments, we are in eternity.
We may experience that someday, for now we are in time. The question is, are we in a natural rhythm or an artificial one? Are we following the natural cycle of life or rigidly following the clock? Jamie and I lived for seven years, for the most part, with no schedule, but the one Nature presented. [In truth that is impossible-we couldn't escape from the larger world]. However, we got more than a glimpse, of what living without clocks, would be like, and the time Nature presented, dominated.
We live close to the natural cycles of life now, yet, I find myself pressured by the reading of the clock. Even today, we need to go to Mora and pick up a dresser, Jamie bought at a thrift shop, and we need to bring in some donations. I glanced at the clock to see how I was doing with time. What is a natural rhythm? I have to follow the clock, if I am going to get the stuff to Mora, and get back here before late afternoon, because some people are coming over.
We have a world that is committed to artificial cycles. Every working person on the planet knows the difference between enforced artificial time and natural time. We put up with it. It doesn't seem like we have a choice. We need to fit into somebody else's artificial schedule in order to get paid. It is a matter of survival.
Can we imagine living in a world where we followed the natural cycles? A world where we wouldn't force our children to get up in the dark to go to school? A world where we wouldn't be slaves to time? A world where we would respect our bodies, and wouldn't ask them to do things because of what the clock says?
I find myself pressured by time. Jamie is rattling around, getting things ready to take to Mora. I am going to need to write more about this another day.
Life is Grand!
Love and Peace, Gregg
Monday, July 27, 2015
THE MOMENT
My window looks out on the over gown pasture, the sheep are in the process of taming. Right outside the window, there is as giant thistle presenting its knobby buds, with their deep pink blooms, to the world. It is visited by Gold Finches as well as butterflies. Monarchs frequent it. I didn't know that Monarchs liked thistle nectar. I can only touch on the beauty and magnificence, I see out this window. A little while ago, I watched a Green Heron creep along the top of the fence. What a sight. I didn't imagine Green Herons would walk on fences.
I can be in the moment, when I am looking out this window. Right now my mind is peaceful. I can report, however, it is not always peaceful, and staying in the moment is sometimes difficult. We have had a lifetime of people teaching us that peace can be found in the moment, and that joy and love emanate from there.
Most of us don't doubt the teaching, we have had experience enough, to validate the truth of it. Why is it difficult to stay in the moment? We have a culture that encourages us to constantly worry about the future. It is always couched in the way, that if we do this, or buy that, we won't need to worry. If we would only buy this insurance; take this medicine; vote for this candidate; support this proposition; et cetera, et cetera, ad nauseam; we would be okay and wouldn't need to worry. Interesting.
We have been programmed to be fearful of the future and our present moment is bombarded by thoughts of an uncontrolled future. If we only could control the future we would be okay.
Our minds have been controlled and manipulated by fear for aeons. Very early in our evolution, beings into power and control, realized that fear could be used to control our destiny. We have had many teachers, in the last several thousand years, who have taught us the way out. All of them, taught that we could eschew fear and see love. In every generation there have been a few who have mastered their thoughts and have been able to stay in the moment. Every time a teacher, has begun to make progress, in teaching this to the public, they are somehow marginalized and their impact is minimized. If they are too successful they have been eliminated.
However, we have developed a huge store of knowledge, consistent with raising our consciousness, and living in the moment. All through history, a teacher could, teach what he/she wanted to teach, and the learner could learn what they wanted to learn, as long as it didn't present a challenge to the powers that be. What the establishment deemed as a challenge varied greatly over the years.
The good new is, we are can teach and learn what we want, without fear of recrimination. The bad news is that we can do that, because those in power, have complete control of the mainstream media and can marginalize and make ridiculous any person or idea they want. The good news is that the percentage of the population under their control is shrinking. People are awakening and the power, of the control freaks, is waning.
Getting back to my point; why is it difficult to stay in the moment? We are carefully programmed to believe that if we are not worrying, we are being irresponsible. Part of our mind is uneasy, when we are not alert for some danger. It was once, a legitimate and necessary, function of the ego, but has long been corrupted by the controllers.
What do we do now? There are many, many of us who practice meditation everyday. We know what peace is. We have, at least for a short time, have lived in the moment. Every creative person, whether a crafts person or an artist, has experienced the peace of being in the moment. To be totally absorbed in a project can be a heavenly experience.
The answer seems to me, to just keep working on it. We have all the power on our side. For the first time in thousands of years, there are more people who embrace love than fear. The awakening is happening. It is growing apace. Know that when our individual minds are beset by worry, they no longer have the support of the world. It is only a bad habit. Your quiet mind, now has the support of the world. Hang in there. Refuse all invitation to fear the future. Look out your window. Embrace Nature. Embrace Love. Paradise will emerge.
Love and Peace, Gregg
I can be in the moment, when I am looking out this window. Right now my mind is peaceful. I can report, however, it is not always peaceful, and staying in the moment is sometimes difficult. We have had a lifetime of people teaching us that peace can be found in the moment, and that joy and love emanate from there.
Most of us don't doubt the teaching, we have had experience enough, to validate the truth of it. Why is it difficult to stay in the moment? We have a culture that encourages us to constantly worry about the future. It is always couched in the way, that if we do this, or buy that, we won't need to worry. If we would only buy this insurance; take this medicine; vote for this candidate; support this proposition; et cetera, et cetera, ad nauseam; we would be okay and wouldn't need to worry. Interesting.
We have been programmed to be fearful of the future and our present moment is bombarded by thoughts of an uncontrolled future. If we only could control the future we would be okay.
Our minds have been controlled and manipulated by fear for aeons. Very early in our evolution, beings into power and control, realized that fear could be used to control our destiny. We have had many teachers, in the last several thousand years, who have taught us the way out. All of them, taught that we could eschew fear and see love. In every generation there have been a few who have mastered their thoughts and have been able to stay in the moment. Every time a teacher, has begun to make progress, in teaching this to the public, they are somehow marginalized and their impact is minimized. If they are too successful they have been eliminated.
However, we have developed a huge store of knowledge, consistent with raising our consciousness, and living in the moment. All through history, a teacher could, teach what he/she wanted to teach, and the learner could learn what they wanted to learn, as long as it didn't present a challenge to the powers that be. What the establishment deemed as a challenge varied greatly over the years.
The good new is, we are can teach and learn what we want, without fear of recrimination. The bad news is that we can do that, because those in power, have complete control of the mainstream media and can marginalize and make ridiculous any person or idea they want. The good news is that the percentage of the population under their control is shrinking. People are awakening and the power, of the control freaks, is waning.
Getting back to my point; why is it difficult to stay in the moment? We are carefully programmed to believe that if we are not worrying, we are being irresponsible. Part of our mind is uneasy, when we are not alert for some danger. It was once, a legitimate and necessary, function of the ego, but has long been corrupted by the controllers.
What do we do now? There are many, many of us who practice meditation everyday. We know what peace is. We have, at least for a short time, have lived in the moment. Every creative person, whether a crafts person or an artist, has experienced the peace of being in the moment. To be totally absorbed in a project can be a heavenly experience.
The answer seems to me, to just keep working on it. We have all the power on our side. For the first time in thousands of years, there are more people who embrace love than fear. The awakening is happening. It is growing apace. Know that when our individual minds are beset by worry, they no longer have the support of the world. It is only a bad habit. Your quiet mind, now has the support of the world. Hang in there. Refuse all invitation to fear the future. Look out your window. Embrace Nature. Embrace Love. Paradise will emerge.
Love and Peace, Gregg
Friday, July 24, 2015
TRUTH
I am just starting this blog at a time when I am usually finished and on to something else, like washing dishes. I have been sitting here much of the Morning reading stuff on the internet and watching videos.
It has all the makings of a beautiful day. We had a welcome thunderstorm before daybreak and received about 3/4 of an inch of rain. The Sun is shining bright now and the world feels like it is experiencing a renewal, a familiar feeling after a storm.
It is quiet in the house, I am the only one here. Jamie is at the dentist. Naomi and Elijah have been gone over a week now. I haven't quite got used to the difference. No clattering of little feet. No request for a sandwich or a drink of water. No slashing of the air with light sabres. No vanquished enemy, cluttering up the floor. Just silence.
I woke up a little crabby this Morning. Not quite crabby; but the potential for crabbiness. It is the feeling that many folks describe, before their first cup of coffee. But, I don't usually have that, it might take me a little time to adjust, but I generally feel pretty good. I love Mornings. I think it has been happening, the last few days, and this Morning it was worse.
It doesn't make any sense, my life is perfect. I have had the new sheep for almost two weeks now. They seem to be working out well. They seem to be thriving. I still go out and count the lambs everyday, but more and more they flock with the four original adults, and if that continues, I will be less concerned with predators. The five ewes are in the old goat pasture; it is constructed with cattle panels, there is no fear of them getting out. We do not have predators that would go after an adult sheep.
There is always the ebb and flow of family and personal relationships; everything appears good in that area. In fact, better than ever.
So what is it? I get a sense of what part of it might be, when I was reading things on the internet. I am tired of needing to, decipher and run through my BS detector, everything I read. There doesn't seem to be any real source of truth. The main stream news is hopeless, they attempt to shape your beliefs about everything, and perpetually seem to prepare us for war. There is a theme of fear that underlies most news items, and then the commercials come on, and we are terrorized by the diseases we are apt to get or have, if we do not call our doctor and get on this or that prescription.
There are some gems of information on the alternate news sources, but one still has to wade through questionable information. Some sites seem to provide space for numerous writers, that seem to vie, for how absurd, they can be. Paradoxically, in some of these websites, can be found the greatest gems. Since they publish everything, some grains of wheat can be found among the chaff. Jamie has a greater tolerance for this shifting activity and she alerts me to what is worth reading.
I was watching Robert Dean give a lecture at Leeds University about UFOs. He was an intelligence analyst for the US Army and was involved in their Cosmic Project, which was an attempt to determine where UFOs originated. This lecture must have been taped sometime ago, as Robert Dean was born in 1929 and he appears to be in his late sixties in the film. I would guess that it had very little airing, when it first appeared, as it was probably too credible for the MSM.
If your like me, you have been hearing about UFOs all your life. When I was in the Air Force, I had a good friend whose father was an astrophysicist, stationed at Los Alamos, during the fifties and sixties. He was convinced that UFOs were real. I was a radar technician {repaired radar systems}. I was stationed for the most part in South Carolina. Our operators plotted all the bogies on a large map. Occasionally, we would track a plane[?] going at an incredible speed. It would be reported to headquarters and the response was, that we were to scrub it. Nothing else. It wasn't said that we were not to talk about it. Just erase it and pretend it didn't exist. Perhaps that means, we shouldn't talk about. It didn't seem to be an issue. We assumed that they were experimental US aircraft, but they were traveling many times faster than any craft we knew about.
I gave up reading about UFOs because there are too many nuts among the berries. I know there is good authentic information out there, but it is too frustrating, pursuing something when one can find no proof . I don't like to operate on belief. I want to know. It is hard to find out the truth when the culture, driven by the MSM, defines you as a nutball if you are interested.
It has always puzzled me what the secrecy was about. Who would it be disturbing to? It would upset, a few cherished beliefs, about our importance in the universe, but we would get over it. Perhaps, it would open up, too big a can of worms, and folks would start questioning everything. That is long overdue, and something people, in power, wouldn't like.
Isn't there a Beatles's song with a line, "We want some truth now", something like that. Well I am sick and tired of all the BS that is foisted on the public. We want some truth!
I don't don't know if that was what was giving me the blahs, but I feel better now.
The truth will set us free!
Happy Friday!
Love and Peace, Gregg
It has all the makings of a beautiful day. We had a welcome thunderstorm before daybreak and received about 3/4 of an inch of rain. The Sun is shining bright now and the world feels like it is experiencing a renewal, a familiar feeling after a storm.
It is quiet in the house, I am the only one here. Jamie is at the dentist. Naomi and Elijah have been gone over a week now. I haven't quite got used to the difference. No clattering of little feet. No request for a sandwich or a drink of water. No slashing of the air with light sabres. No vanquished enemy, cluttering up the floor. Just silence.
I woke up a little crabby this Morning. Not quite crabby; but the potential for crabbiness. It is the feeling that many folks describe, before their first cup of coffee. But, I don't usually have that, it might take me a little time to adjust, but I generally feel pretty good. I love Mornings. I think it has been happening, the last few days, and this Morning it was worse.
It doesn't make any sense, my life is perfect. I have had the new sheep for almost two weeks now. They seem to be working out well. They seem to be thriving. I still go out and count the lambs everyday, but more and more they flock with the four original adults, and if that continues, I will be less concerned with predators. The five ewes are in the old goat pasture; it is constructed with cattle panels, there is no fear of them getting out. We do not have predators that would go after an adult sheep.
There is always the ebb and flow of family and personal relationships; everything appears good in that area. In fact, better than ever.
So what is it? I get a sense of what part of it might be, when I was reading things on the internet. I am tired of needing to, decipher and run through my BS detector, everything I read. There doesn't seem to be any real source of truth. The main stream news is hopeless, they attempt to shape your beliefs about everything, and perpetually seem to prepare us for war. There is a theme of fear that underlies most news items, and then the commercials come on, and we are terrorized by the diseases we are apt to get or have, if we do not call our doctor and get on this or that prescription.
There are some gems of information on the alternate news sources, but one still has to wade through questionable information. Some sites seem to provide space for numerous writers, that seem to vie, for how absurd, they can be. Paradoxically, in some of these websites, can be found the greatest gems. Since they publish everything, some grains of wheat can be found among the chaff. Jamie has a greater tolerance for this shifting activity and she alerts me to what is worth reading.
I was watching Robert Dean give a lecture at Leeds University about UFOs. He was an intelligence analyst for the US Army and was involved in their Cosmic Project, which was an attempt to determine where UFOs originated. This lecture must have been taped sometime ago, as Robert Dean was born in 1929 and he appears to be in his late sixties in the film. I would guess that it had very little airing, when it first appeared, as it was probably too credible for the MSM.
If your like me, you have been hearing about UFOs all your life. When I was in the Air Force, I had a good friend whose father was an astrophysicist, stationed at Los Alamos, during the fifties and sixties. He was convinced that UFOs were real. I was a radar technician {repaired radar systems}. I was stationed for the most part in South Carolina. Our operators plotted all the bogies on a large map. Occasionally, we would track a plane[?] going at an incredible speed. It would be reported to headquarters and the response was, that we were to scrub it. Nothing else. It wasn't said that we were not to talk about it. Just erase it and pretend it didn't exist. Perhaps that means, we shouldn't talk about. It didn't seem to be an issue. We assumed that they were experimental US aircraft, but they were traveling many times faster than any craft we knew about.
I gave up reading about UFOs because there are too many nuts among the berries. I know there is good authentic information out there, but it is too frustrating, pursuing something when one can find no proof . I don't like to operate on belief. I want to know. It is hard to find out the truth when the culture, driven by the MSM, defines you as a nutball if you are interested.
It has always puzzled me what the secrecy was about. Who would it be disturbing to? It would upset, a few cherished beliefs, about our importance in the universe, but we would get over it. Perhaps, it would open up, too big a can of worms, and folks would start questioning everything. That is long overdue, and something people, in power, wouldn't like.
Isn't there a Beatles's song with a line, "We want some truth now", something like that. Well I am sick and tired of all the BS that is foisted on the public. We want some truth!
I don't don't know if that was what was giving me the blahs, but I feel better now.
The truth will set us free!
Happy Friday!
Love and Peace, Gregg
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
LIFE'S DISTURBANCES
I heard coyotes howling last night about midnight. They sounded very close; just outside the yard. I would enjoy them more if I didn't have five just weaned lambs, without a mamma to protect them. They are getting fairly big and I don't think a coyote would normally bother them. It's just one of those things in life to be concerned about. Yet reality is, there probably is nothing to worry about. Then there is, probably. If your like me, you long since know that worrying is an awful waste of time, but the flirtation with the goddess of worry continues.
The good news is the lambs have finally joined up with the adult sheep. When I first put them in the fence last Monday [7/13], they split up into a group of three and a pair. The grass is so tall in the pasture, I could not readily see them. All they needed to do was lie down and they were invisible. To reassure myself that they were okay and had not escaped, I would have to roam the seven acre pasture looking for them. I would generally spot one of the groups and have to hunt for the other. Last evening, I went out prepared to do my usual search, I reached the gate and right in front of me were all nine sheep, grazing together, for the first time. Hopefully, they will follow the four adults into the barn at night.
One of the unintended consequences of getting these sheep, is the uptick in the amount of exercise I have been getting. I actually lost a few pounds. I love exercise, but I have never been one who pursues exercise, for exercises sake. A few turns around the pasture every day was just what I needed. I have often thought of making a habit of walking through the pastures every day. It is a wonderful experience and I don't need lost lambs as an excuse.
At the same time, that more and more of us, are seeing the possibility of peace on Earth, we are experiencing disturbances in our own lives. We have committed ourselves to living in love, peace and joy; yet we have relationships and other situations, that are determined to rob us of the possibility. The vibration of love and togetherness are very high. Those who are ready to respond to it are enriched. However, some folks are threatened by the possibility of greater intimacy and connection. The higher vibration is scary to them. In order to protect themselves from, what they feel as an invasion, they can be prickly, uncommunicative and sometimes hostile.
All that we can do is love. Sometimes our love, and the love pouring in from the universe, isn't enough to overcome folks lack of love for themselves. Loving people does not mean putting up with their unhappiness with self, out-pictured as unhappiness, with everything outside them. This is especially true in close quarters, where we might get the flack and blame, for their internal struggles.
The most loving thing we can do, sometimes, is separate ourselves from these generators of discontent. If we cannot maintain peace in our own hearts, we cannot be much help in bringing peace to a troubled soul. When we find ourselves in one of these situations, we can ask ourselves; "If I loved myself what would I do?" "Have I done everything I can do, consistent with respecting myself?" The answer will be clear. We are never to martyr ourselves on the altar of someone else's craziness.
Be peaceful, know that when we make it possible for us, to be more loving towards ourselves, everybody is better off. Those who are not ready to appreciate and gain from the love emanating from creation and the hearts of those around them will learn. They will create just the experience they need to grow. We all do.
All those who ask for help will receive it. You might not be the one to give it.
We can create Paradise around us, and those capable of appreciating it, will be attracted.
Hold your light high.
Love and Peace, Gregg
The good news is the lambs have finally joined up with the adult sheep. When I first put them in the fence last Monday [7/13], they split up into a group of three and a pair. The grass is so tall in the pasture, I could not readily see them. All they needed to do was lie down and they were invisible. To reassure myself that they were okay and had not escaped, I would have to roam the seven acre pasture looking for them. I would generally spot one of the groups and have to hunt for the other. Last evening, I went out prepared to do my usual search, I reached the gate and right in front of me were all nine sheep, grazing together, for the first time. Hopefully, they will follow the four adults into the barn at night.
One of the unintended consequences of getting these sheep, is the uptick in the amount of exercise I have been getting. I actually lost a few pounds. I love exercise, but I have never been one who pursues exercise, for exercises sake. A few turns around the pasture every day was just what I needed. I have often thought of making a habit of walking through the pastures every day. It is a wonderful experience and I don't need lost lambs as an excuse.
At the same time, that more and more of us, are seeing the possibility of peace on Earth, we are experiencing disturbances in our own lives. We have committed ourselves to living in love, peace and joy; yet we have relationships and other situations, that are determined to rob us of the possibility. The vibration of love and togetherness are very high. Those who are ready to respond to it are enriched. However, some folks are threatened by the possibility of greater intimacy and connection. The higher vibration is scary to them. In order to protect themselves from, what they feel as an invasion, they can be prickly, uncommunicative and sometimes hostile.
All that we can do is love. Sometimes our love, and the love pouring in from the universe, isn't enough to overcome folks lack of love for themselves. Loving people does not mean putting up with their unhappiness with self, out-pictured as unhappiness, with everything outside them. This is especially true in close quarters, where we might get the flack and blame, for their internal struggles.
The most loving thing we can do, sometimes, is separate ourselves from these generators of discontent. If we cannot maintain peace in our own hearts, we cannot be much help in bringing peace to a troubled soul. When we find ourselves in one of these situations, we can ask ourselves; "If I loved myself what would I do?" "Have I done everything I can do, consistent with respecting myself?" The answer will be clear. We are never to martyr ourselves on the altar of someone else's craziness.
Be peaceful, know that when we make it possible for us, to be more loving towards ourselves, everybody is better off. Those who are not ready to appreciate and gain from the love emanating from creation and the hearts of those around them will learn. They will create just the experience they need to grow. We all do.
All those who ask for help will receive it. You might not be the one to give it.
We can create Paradise around us, and those capable of appreciating it, will be attracted.
Hold your light high.
Love and Peace, Gregg
Monday, July 20, 2015
BE ALERT BUT HAVE NO FEAR
It's been a perfect Morning. I am late getting started. I have been sitting here looking out the North room window. It is a picture, framing a magnificent world. I watch monarchs and other butterflies float by; dragon flies dart by, and the sheep trudge and munch their way through the pasture, turned wild meadow. A chicken's cackling, periodically, gets me up to see if something is wrong. Sometimes it is hard to tell the difference between the joyful cackle saying, " I laid an egg" and the hysterical call that says "I see a hawk". It is especially difficult when a couple other hens and a rooster join in on the egg celebration.
As I mentioned last week, we lost a rooster to an unknown predator, I suspect a fox. Then two days later we lost a White Orpington hen to a Red Tailed Hawk. Ironically, Red Tailed Hawks are one of my favorite birds. On Wednesday, I came in to the yard from the pasture, and I interrupted a Red Fox chasing the chickens. He or she was so intent on catching a squawking chicken, that it didn't hear me hollering, until I was very close. So, I am alert to potential dangers to my animals.
Yet, does it disturb the peace? No, one can be alert without being fearful. I don't think anything could disturb this beautiful Morning.
It is so beautiful and peaceful, I don't want to write anything. At this moment I have no trouble experiencing all creation, as love. I know if I turn on the radio, or look at certain web, sites I will see a world of pain and confusion. I know many folks are experiencing doubt and anguish. I know, I am no stranger to those feelings. I have learned to stay out of those cesspools of pain and anguish; sure, I trip and fall in once and awhile. But, as creative beings, we know, by now, that we create what we focus on. We don't want to perpetuate the crap.
Yes, we need to be alert and avoid fearfulness, we need to have trust in our ability to create a world of love. We are not alone, we are part of Source; we are being swept away in creation, as well as being creators. We can have trust in Source. Unconditional Love, can Will, only Love.
An important way, to maintain our peace, as the world collapses, is to focus on how we can be of service. Service is love. Service will bring peace to both the giver and receiver. The more we give, the more we have. Let us not stint in our giving. Everybody has had an inkling, that the world, will never be the same again; but many, just put their heads down, and go forward in their life, not really questioning what they are told. These folks will need reassurance that things will work out. They will need re-education. Folks will need help in having a new world view. Those, who haven't learned to garden, will need help. We will learn how to share with everybody around us.
Imagine a world where there is no profit motive in education, medicine, farming, transportation, entertainment etc. Imagine all work being accomplished because it is a loving service that one can contribute to the whole [One]. Imagine working for love, rather than profit. Many, many of us already do, and have been, all our lives.
Be alert; but have no fear. Big changes are coming.
Love and Peace, Gregg
As I mentioned last week, we lost a rooster to an unknown predator, I suspect a fox. Then two days later we lost a White Orpington hen to a Red Tailed Hawk. Ironically, Red Tailed Hawks are one of my favorite birds. On Wednesday, I came in to the yard from the pasture, and I interrupted a Red Fox chasing the chickens. He or she was so intent on catching a squawking chicken, that it didn't hear me hollering, until I was very close. So, I am alert to potential dangers to my animals.
Yet, does it disturb the peace? No, one can be alert without being fearful. I don't think anything could disturb this beautiful Morning.
It is so beautiful and peaceful, I don't want to write anything. At this moment I have no trouble experiencing all creation, as love. I know if I turn on the radio, or look at certain web, sites I will see a world of pain and confusion. I know many folks are experiencing doubt and anguish. I know, I am no stranger to those feelings. I have learned to stay out of those cesspools of pain and anguish; sure, I trip and fall in once and awhile. But, as creative beings, we know, by now, that we create what we focus on. We don't want to perpetuate the crap.
Yes, we need to be alert and avoid fearfulness, we need to have trust in our ability to create a world of love. We are not alone, we are part of Source; we are being swept away in creation, as well as being creators. We can have trust in Source. Unconditional Love, can Will, only Love.
An important way, to maintain our peace, as the world collapses, is to focus on how we can be of service. Service is love. Service will bring peace to both the giver and receiver. The more we give, the more we have. Let us not stint in our giving. Everybody has had an inkling, that the world, will never be the same again; but many, just put their heads down, and go forward in their life, not really questioning what they are told. These folks will need reassurance that things will work out. They will need re-education. Folks will need help in having a new world view. Those, who haven't learned to garden, will need help. We will learn how to share with everybody around us.
Imagine a world where there is no profit motive in education, medicine, farming, transportation, entertainment etc. Imagine all work being accomplished because it is a loving service that one can contribute to the whole [One]. Imagine working for love, rather than profit. Many, many of us already do, and have been, all our lives.
Be alert; but have no fear. Big changes are coming.
Love and Peace, Gregg
Friday, July 17, 2015
ADDENDUM FRIDAY JULY 17
Here are two of the things I read this Morning.
Jim Self Webinar "Why don't I get what I want?"
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read22219
Jon Rappoport
http://www.wakingtimes.com/2015/07/16beyond-one-space-time-continuum-logicandimagination/
I am sorry that I don't know how to enter these so you can just click on them. Both Jon and Jim have their own web sites. It may be easier to access the info that way.
I am sure, at least three of my six children could do it blindfolded. Unfortunately none are here. Next time I have one of my more nerdy kids here, I will have them show me how do it. I often read things I would like to share.
Love and Peace, Gregg
Jim Self Webinar "Why don't I get what I want?"
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read22219
Jon Rappoport
http://www.wakingtimes.com/2015/07/16beyond-one-space-time-continuum-logicandimagination/
I am sorry that I don't know how to enter these so you can just click on them. Both Jon and Jim have their own web sites. It may be easier to access the info that way.
I am sure, at least three of my six children could do it blindfolded. Unfortunately none are here. Next time I have one of my more nerdy kids here, I will have them show me how do it. I often read things I would like to share.
Love and Peace, Gregg
TWO THINGS
I am getting a late start. I got up early and I have been situated in front of my computer, off and on, for three hours. I have been catching up on some reading. The usual stuff- how do we change our consciousness. When we are on this path, we learn and relearn, from different angles. How did we inculcate all the misinformation about ourselves? How can we learn the truth about ourselves? Can we accept the truth about ourselves?
This is going to be a very short blog. I am going to mention two things that we need to do, and then later today, I am going to add an addendum containing some links to websites that I find valuable.
First: We need to question. We need to have the courage to question every belief, idea or assumption we have. Where did it come from? Why do I hold this idea, belief, or assumption? Did we come to this idea, belief or assumption on our own or is it from society, parents, teachers, religion etc.? Do I honestly agree with it in my heart of hearts? Are we willing to hold things, in our mind and heart, that did not spring from our own experience and understanding? It is especially important to question all ideas, assumptions and beliefs we have of ourselves.
Second: We need to like ourselves. It is easy to say we love ourselves in that universal sense, of loving everybody. But let's start with Like. Do we like ourselves? We all have a pile of crap in the back of our mind; ideas of limitation, unworthiness, incompetence etc. It is all other peoples junk that we took on. We accepted other peoples ideas of ourselves; some are very familiar to us-they haunt us everyday, others are buried and make their presence known only when they are triggered.
We were born perfect spiritual beings. There is nothing wrong with us. All these negative ideas of self came from outside ourselves. We must disavow that pile of trash. We can't do much significant world changing until we learn to like ourselves. We can look at every negative idea of ourselves- face it, examine it without emotion, and let go of it.
This a powerfully creative time. We are powerfully creative beings. We need to face what we are afraid of about ourselves. We need to like ourselves. We do love ourselves but we keep it a secret.
I will get a few web sites together and put them in an addendum. They were helpful to me.
I haven't washed the dishes yet and I have lots of chores to do. It is all right. I am peaceful. I love our new sheep.
Happy Friday!
Love and Peace, Gregg
This is going to be a very short blog. I am going to mention two things that we need to do, and then later today, I am going to add an addendum containing some links to websites that I find valuable.
First: We need to question. We need to have the courage to question every belief, idea or assumption we have. Where did it come from? Why do I hold this idea, belief, or assumption? Did we come to this idea, belief or assumption on our own or is it from society, parents, teachers, religion etc.? Do I honestly agree with it in my heart of hearts? Are we willing to hold things, in our mind and heart, that did not spring from our own experience and understanding? It is especially important to question all ideas, assumptions and beliefs we have of ourselves.
Second: We need to like ourselves. It is easy to say we love ourselves in that universal sense, of loving everybody. But let's start with Like. Do we like ourselves? We all have a pile of crap in the back of our mind; ideas of limitation, unworthiness, incompetence etc. It is all other peoples junk that we took on. We accepted other peoples ideas of ourselves; some are very familiar to us-they haunt us everyday, others are buried and make their presence known only when they are triggered.
We were born perfect spiritual beings. There is nothing wrong with us. All these negative ideas of self came from outside ourselves. We must disavow that pile of trash. We can't do much significant world changing until we learn to like ourselves. We can look at every negative idea of ourselves- face it, examine it without emotion, and let go of it.
This a powerfully creative time. We are powerfully creative beings. We need to face what we are afraid of about ourselves. We need to like ourselves. We do love ourselves but we keep it a secret.
I will get a few web sites together and put them in an addendum. They were helpful to me.
I haven't washed the dishes yet and I have lots of chores to do. It is all right. I am peaceful. I love our new sheep.
Happy Friday!
Love and Peace, Gregg
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
AND LIFE GOES ON
It is the first time it has been cool this time of Morning for a long time. It was 57F earlier this Morning, that must have been close to the low point. It is 73F outside now, but it is only 69 where I sit here at the computer.
Yes! We got ten new sheep; five mature, purebred, hair sheep ewes and five lambs, the result of crossbreeding with woolies. It will be interesting to see which hair style is dominate.
We bought them from some local folks who use dogs extensively for herding. In fact they raise sheep so they can indulge their passion for training Border Collies. Watching the dogs move those sheep was amazing. They obeyed immediately [well almost] once in a awhile the dog seemed to be saying, "can't I just chase that sheep a little more." The communication between shepherd and dog, is something to see, in order to believe. He parked his stock trailer along the side of a fence and had the dog herd the sheep into the trailer. First the dog bunched them up against the fence and towards the back of the trailer; then laid down and with his eyes dared the sheep to do anything, but jump in the trailer. The sheep jumped in the trailer. It was a marvelous demonstration of man and dog working together.
We got them home okay. We put the five young ones in the sheep pasture and put the ewes in what used to be the goat pasture. I walked around the goat pasture fence [cattle panels] to make sure no trees came down to flatten a panel. It would take something like that to breech a cattle panel fence. We have found it is the best fence for goats. They will climb on woven wire, and no matter how tight it is, they manage to pull it down.
I went back to the sheep pasture to check on the lambs. I could see only three lambs. I wasn't concerned with the sheep pasture fence, because we have had sheep in there, for several years and they haven't gotten out. I, also, believed that the young ones would herd with the current residents; it has worked before. Well, I was wrong. The sheep were in the barn when we pulled up with the trailer, I was pleased, because I thought the introduction would go as I imagined. Huh, the sheep took one look at the lambs and tore out of the barn.
It was 12:30 or so at this time. I checked the fence. Three sides of the fence I see every day; along the yard, along the driveway, along the road. The fourth side separates our property from our neighbors to the South. I haven't checked it in awhile. I walked along it. It is in miserable shape. Tree branches have fallen on it, and there are several places, where a scared or excited animal could go over.
The four sheep we have, have not been able to keep up with the growing grass, and this is an especially verdant year. It was impossible, to be absolutely sure, the lambs had escaped. I walked around the pasture, however, and I saw no sign of them.
We e-mailed all our neighbors to be on the look out for two lost sheep. Every half hour, I would go out to the pasture, to look for them, hoping they were just laying down in the long grass; I would just spot the three I already saw. The refrain, "leave them alone and they will come home wagging their tales behind them", kept going through my mind. The trouble is, the home they knew, was twenty miles away.
At five 0'clock, I went out one last time. I saw two lambs grazing to my right, I thought I was seeing two of the three I saw before; one kind of lagged behind. Then I looked to my left, and I thought I saw, an ear wave above the grass. On investigation, I spotted three lambs laying down together. What a relief! I can't imagine how those two lambs stayed invisible so long.
All the sheep are eating and appear well acclimated to their new surroundings.
And, after having more exercise in months, I discovered I am not too old to be a shepherd.
During all this time, I was contemplating the decision to get more sheep, one of my sister-in-laws, Arlene, was dying. Six months ago, I mentioned the death of my older brother, Bruce, she was his wife. It was clear that she was dying for awhile and it was, also pretty clear, that she was willing, if not eager to leave her body, and get on with things. In the last few weeks she was often on my mind, I would think of her, as I knew her, many years ago. The first time I saw her, for sure, was when I got out of the Air Force, and I was 23 and she was 19 or 20. I say, for sure, because I had met her Grandmother and other members of her family before. Her Grandmother and my Grandmother were distant cousins. I don't know how distant, I heard second cousins. That would mean that she was my fourth cousin as well as my sister-in-law.
Whenever she came into my mind, it was as that exuberant, vibrant girl. It happened several times as if she was reliving these times. Or perhaps, it was just my strongest memory of her. Yesterday, when I came home from town, I saw on my e-mail, that she had died. It was on Bruce's birthday! Despite the fact, that this was an expected death and welcome; I experienced waves of sadness and the tears flowed. Yet, I am happy for her. It is, a period of my life, coming to a close. It is interesting, that I kept flashing back, to our youth together.
Of course, I don't think death is real. I believe there is only life. We inhabit these bodies, until we have learned what we want, and then we leave. Some of us may come back, again and again, to learn more, or provide teaching for others. Some of us may choose another planetary system. We have a whole universe to explore. But, while we are on Earth, lets bring Paradise here.
Love and Peace, Gregg
Yes! We got ten new sheep; five mature, purebred, hair sheep ewes and five lambs, the result of crossbreeding with woolies. It will be interesting to see which hair style is dominate.
We bought them from some local folks who use dogs extensively for herding. In fact they raise sheep so they can indulge their passion for training Border Collies. Watching the dogs move those sheep was amazing. They obeyed immediately [well almost] once in a awhile the dog seemed to be saying, "can't I just chase that sheep a little more." The communication between shepherd and dog, is something to see, in order to believe. He parked his stock trailer along the side of a fence and had the dog herd the sheep into the trailer. First the dog bunched them up against the fence and towards the back of the trailer; then laid down and with his eyes dared the sheep to do anything, but jump in the trailer. The sheep jumped in the trailer. It was a marvelous demonstration of man and dog working together.
We got them home okay. We put the five young ones in the sheep pasture and put the ewes in what used to be the goat pasture. I walked around the goat pasture fence [cattle panels] to make sure no trees came down to flatten a panel. It would take something like that to breech a cattle panel fence. We have found it is the best fence for goats. They will climb on woven wire, and no matter how tight it is, they manage to pull it down.
I went back to the sheep pasture to check on the lambs. I could see only three lambs. I wasn't concerned with the sheep pasture fence, because we have had sheep in there, for several years and they haven't gotten out. I, also, believed that the young ones would herd with the current residents; it has worked before. Well, I was wrong. The sheep were in the barn when we pulled up with the trailer, I was pleased, because I thought the introduction would go as I imagined. Huh, the sheep took one look at the lambs and tore out of the barn.
It was 12:30 or so at this time. I checked the fence. Three sides of the fence I see every day; along the yard, along the driveway, along the road. The fourth side separates our property from our neighbors to the South. I haven't checked it in awhile. I walked along it. It is in miserable shape. Tree branches have fallen on it, and there are several places, where a scared or excited animal could go over.
The four sheep we have, have not been able to keep up with the growing grass, and this is an especially verdant year. It was impossible, to be absolutely sure, the lambs had escaped. I walked around the pasture, however, and I saw no sign of them.
We e-mailed all our neighbors to be on the look out for two lost sheep. Every half hour, I would go out to the pasture, to look for them, hoping they were just laying down in the long grass; I would just spot the three I already saw. The refrain, "leave them alone and they will come home wagging their tales behind them", kept going through my mind. The trouble is, the home they knew, was twenty miles away.
At five 0'clock, I went out one last time. I saw two lambs grazing to my right, I thought I was seeing two of the three I saw before; one kind of lagged behind. Then I looked to my left, and I thought I saw, an ear wave above the grass. On investigation, I spotted three lambs laying down together. What a relief! I can't imagine how those two lambs stayed invisible so long.
All the sheep are eating and appear well acclimated to their new surroundings.
And, after having more exercise in months, I discovered I am not too old to be a shepherd.
During all this time, I was contemplating the decision to get more sheep, one of my sister-in-laws, Arlene, was dying. Six months ago, I mentioned the death of my older brother, Bruce, she was his wife. It was clear that she was dying for awhile and it was, also pretty clear, that she was willing, if not eager to leave her body, and get on with things. In the last few weeks she was often on my mind, I would think of her, as I knew her, many years ago. The first time I saw her, for sure, was when I got out of the Air Force, and I was 23 and she was 19 or 20. I say, for sure, because I had met her Grandmother and other members of her family before. Her Grandmother and my Grandmother were distant cousins. I don't know how distant, I heard second cousins. That would mean that she was my fourth cousin as well as my sister-in-law.
Whenever she came into my mind, it was as that exuberant, vibrant girl. It happened several times as if she was reliving these times. Or perhaps, it was just my strongest memory of her. Yesterday, when I came home from town, I saw on my e-mail, that she had died. It was on Bruce's birthday! Despite the fact, that this was an expected death and welcome; I experienced waves of sadness and the tears flowed. Yet, I am happy for her. It is, a period of my life, coming to a close. It is interesting, that I kept flashing back, to our youth together.
Of course, I don't think death is real. I believe there is only life. We inhabit these bodies, until we have learned what we want, and then we leave. Some of us may come back, again and again, to learn more, or provide teaching for others. Some of us may choose another planetary system. We have a whole universe to explore. But, while we are on Earth, lets bring Paradise here.
Love and Peace, Gregg
Monday, July 13, 2015
SHEEP SHOPPING
In less than an hour, we are going to be on our way for a sheep buying expedition. If all goes well, we will have nine or ten more sheep this afternoon.
Expect my usual blog on Wednesday.
Shine your Light.
Love and Peace, Gregg
Expect my usual blog on Wednesday.
Shine your Light.
Love and Peace, Gregg
Friday, July 10, 2015
ADDENDUM TODAY'S BLOG
About the missing rooster: I made an assumption that was incorrect. I thought I was seeing the missing rooster when I looked under the lilac bush. They both are the same breed and I can tell them apart by appearance, but especially their mannerism. But when there under a bush well....................... I just made an assumption, because I just saw that rooster on the other side of the yard with a flock of hens. I didn't think he got back that quick. When I went out this afternoon, I saw line of feathers that is typical, when a chicken is being chased and bit at. He was known by different names, Ernesto was his latest moniker. I referred to him as our Renegade Rooster. We will miss him.
The other thing: I said, my intuition told me to buy the sheep. That is a misuse of the word intuition. If it was my intuition, there would be no ambivalence. I trust my intuition. It is wishful thinking. I need to listen more carefully for my intuition.
Happy Friday!
Love and Peace, Gregg
The other thing: I said, my intuition told me to buy the sheep. That is a misuse of the word intuition. If it was my intuition, there would be no ambivalence. I trust my intuition. It is wishful thinking. I need to listen more carefully for my intuition.
Happy Friday!
Love and Peace, Gregg
A DECISION
I couldn't find one of my roosters this Morning. I have two roosters and twenty-one hens. Normally that ratio works out fine and the roosters get along okay, but not for these two. One of the roosters sleeps by himself in the old chicken coop. He is generally underneath our window at five in the Morning serenading us. I get used to it and don't hear him. The only time a rooster crowing would keep me from sleeping, is if something else, was bothering me.
This Morning I didn't see him when I went out to open the chicken door. I looked around and didn't see him anywhere. I thought perhaps one of the dawn prowlers got him. A little while later I heard him crowing and went out looking for him. I discovered him hiding under a lilac bush that is situated a few feet from the chicken coop. Something scared him. Jamie said she heard commotion outside during the night and again in the morning. She said it sounded like a large animal. Raccoons can make a huge noise, like you have bears rampaging in your yard. Usually, hiding under a bush, indicates a hawk or owl, but that doesn't take in to account the noise. We may never know. I love the mysteries of Nature. We do have bears in the neighborhood, but they are usually quiet, and chickens aren't usually afraid of them.
We started getting our milk from the Amish so our milk goats were redundant. We kept them for awhile, just because we love goats, and then last fall, we gave away the last of them. We have two pastures, a sheep pasture and a goat pasture. They are both about seven acres, but the goat pasture is divided in two sections. We did this so we could separate the buck from the does in late Summer, before the breeding season started, at the end of August or early September. We didn't rejoin them until middle October. The does have a five month gestation and it is not convenient to have kids born in January. That was the reason for two separate sections of pasture; however, in our almost forty years of raising goats we often didn't separate the bucks and we had many kids born in January. If the doe is an attentive mother and the kids get milk right away, they do fine even if it is twenty below.
We have four sheep, that is not enough to keep up with the grass in that pasture. It is an excellent old, quite nutritious, pasture of a hundred years. Pastures get better with age when they are grazed properly. It could easily handle fifteen sheep. The goat pasture is newer, part of it, was a planted field twenty years ago. I am sure it could handle ten sheep.
We need more animals, sheep or goats, to keep the pastures from becoming forest. When I first raised sheep, the shearer came in the Spring, sheared the sheep and gave us a nice check. Now the shearer shears the sheep, and we need to pay him a setup fee, plus a per animal amount. The wool market collapsed, sometime in the early eighties, [I think]. So I have been thinking of raising hair sheep.
What does an eighty year old man do? Do I pretend like I am going to be young forever and buy ten more sheep? I won't have any trouble caring for them. It is light work. For the Winter I have large bales of hay placed in the pasture; hopefully enough to last the Winter. I always have few small bales in case of emergency. For instance, when the snow is too deep for them to wend there way to the hay lot. So far they have always made their way through the snow in a couple days. So it is just a matter of keeping them watered. We have a hose permanently laid out to the barn area for watering them, when it is not freezing. In the Winter I carry water in seven gallon containers by toboggan. None of it is work I can't handle, and I enjoy doing it.
But I am eighty! I have to admit I feel myself slowing down. So do I want to take on the care of ten more sheep? I have an opportunity to buy the sheep I want. I would like to make a decision today.
My intuition tells me to go ahead. There is the matter of getting them here. We have a carrier, I can put on the back of my little truck, that can carry two or three sheep at a time. Actually getting them here is a much more daunting task than the thought of caring for them.
I hope you don't mind this variance from my usual blog. Spelling it out helps me come to a decision.
Have an excellent Friday on this most beautiful of days. We live in Paradise. It is easy to see, today. I hope wherever you are, you can see Paradise, too.
Live in the moment. Love in the moment. Forgive continuously and celebrate. I have made that decision!
Love and Peace, Gregg
This Morning I didn't see him when I went out to open the chicken door. I looked around and didn't see him anywhere. I thought perhaps one of the dawn prowlers got him. A little while later I heard him crowing and went out looking for him. I discovered him hiding under a lilac bush that is situated a few feet from the chicken coop. Something scared him. Jamie said she heard commotion outside during the night and again in the morning. She said it sounded like a large animal. Raccoons can make a huge noise, like you have bears rampaging in your yard. Usually, hiding under a bush, indicates a hawk or owl, but that doesn't take in to account the noise. We may never know. I love the mysteries of Nature. We do have bears in the neighborhood, but they are usually quiet, and chickens aren't usually afraid of them.
We started getting our milk from the Amish so our milk goats were redundant. We kept them for awhile, just because we love goats, and then last fall, we gave away the last of them. We have two pastures, a sheep pasture and a goat pasture. They are both about seven acres, but the goat pasture is divided in two sections. We did this so we could separate the buck from the does in late Summer, before the breeding season started, at the end of August or early September. We didn't rejoin them until middle October. The does have a five month gestation and it is not convenient to have kids born in January. That was the reason for two separate sections of pasture; however, in our almost forty years of raising goats we often didn't separate the bucks and we had many kids born in January. If the doe is an attentive mother and the kids get milk right away, they do fine even if it is twenty below.
We have four sheep, that is not enough to keep up with the grass in that pasture. It is an excellent old, quite nutritious, pasture of a hundred years. Pastures get better with age when they are grazed properly. It could easily handle fifteen sheep. The goat pasture is newer, part of it, was a planted field twenty years ago. I am sure it could handle ten sheep.
We need more animals, sheep or goats, to keep the pastures from becoming forest. When I first raised sheep, the shearer came in the Spring, sheared the sheep and gave us a nice check. Now the shearer shears the sheep, and we need to pay him a setup fee, plus a per animal amount. The wool market collapsed, sometime in the early eighties, [I think]. So I have been thinking of raising hair sheep.
What does an eighty year old man do? Do I pretend like I am going to be young forever and buy ten more sheep? I won't have any trouble caring for them. It is light work. For the Winter I have large bales of hay placed in the pasture; hopefully enough to last the Winter. I always have few small bales in case of emergency. For instance, when the snow is too deep for them to wend there way to the hay lot. So far they have always made their way through the snow in a couple days. So it is just a matter of keeping them watered. We have a hose permanently laid out to the barn area for watering them, when it is not freezing. In the Winter I carry water in seven gallon containers by toboggan. None of it is work I can't handle, and I enjoy doing it.
But I am eighty! I have to admit I feel myself slowing down. So do I want to take on the care of ten more sheep? I have an opportunity to buy the sheep I want. I would like to make a decision today.
My intuition tells me to go ahead. There is the matter of getting them here. We have a carrier, I can put on the back of my little truck, that can carry two or three sheep at a time. Actually getting them here is a much more daunting task than the thought of caring for them.
I hope you don't mind this variance from my usual blog. Spelling it out helps me come to a decision.
Have an excellent Friday on this most beautiful of days. We live in Paradise. It is easy to see, today. I hope wherever you are, you can see Paradise, too.
Live in the moment. Love in the moment. Forgive continuously and celebrate. I have made that decision!
Love and Peace, Gregg
Wednesday, July 8, 2015
IS IT TIME
One of the reasons I started blogging is, I felt there was a need for folks, to get back to the Earth. It seemed to me that the time would soon be here, when it would be necessary to raise all or most of our food locally. For one thing, it is better for us and for the planet, and food raised in large corporate farms tends to be laden with chemicals and lack proper nutrition. Corporate farming is, also, detrimental to the environment and shipping large quantities of food across the country is wasteful and doesn't make sense on any level.
More importantly, raising food at a local level, with the cooperation of as many citizens as possible, raises the consciousness. Our happiness and contentment, perhaps our survival, depend on a loving connection with Earth. All through history, gardening has been a means of finding peace and a reconnection with Nature.
I have had a vision of groups of people gathering together and creating centers to learn a sane way to live on our planet. I have always believed that Nature provides everything for optimum growth, health and happiness. We abandoned herbal medicine in favor of a technological approach. Has it made us healthier? We can't look back to a much healthier time, because all through our recorded history, our minds have been polluted by false ideas. Religion made Nature into the enemy and there was a time when we even burnt herbalist/healers at the stake as witches. I am sure we can learn something from indigenous people around the globe; I hope so. I think we need to look at the Earth and Nature with fresh eyes. If we think of the Earth, as a being, that loves us, and has our best interest at heart, I think we will discover cures for all that ails us, in our immediate vicinity.
It isn't just our food and medicine that needs changing; we have been stark raving mad for thousands of years. We have taken separateness to the extreme. We honor people who kill other people. Right now innocent people are being killed, with drones and other means, by a country that claims to be civilized. We have no idea what civilization is; we behave more savagely than any indigenous peoples. Pause for a moment; how many people have been killed in war, ethnic cleansing, religious violence and other insanity, in just the last 100 years? Last 50 years? Last ten years? Is it getting better?
We have to admit that we are stark raving mad first, then we can seek a cure. No violence against any individual, country or any group, for any reason, is justified. There is always a better way. What is the cure. First admit were nuts. Then see, that we have been encouraged in our nuttiness, by folks that make enormous profits from war and all kind of divisiveness. Accept that what we have, learned and absorbed from our culture, is mostly error. We have been taught to fear people we don't understand. We have been taught to embrace many kinds of fear and apprehension as if they were protective. We have been led down the garden path of insanity.
This is old stuff to many people, I reiterate, to remind myself and others, just how crazy we have been. We know that for every negative, we can choose a positive. We can choose cooperation over competitiveness. We can choose acceptance over rejection. We can choose oneness over separation. We can choose peace over anger and strife. We can go on and on. Or we can simply say, we can choose Love.
I got a little side tracked talking about our collective madness.
What I am wondering about; are we on the verge of an escalating collapse of our society; beginning with our economic system? Is it time for communities of people, to emerge, to learn how to live on this planet sanely and teach those around them what they are learning? Can you imagine a group of healers, teachers, artist, philosophers, scientist, engineers, farmers, etc., coming together, with a mutual love and reverence for Mother Earth and Nature, dedicated to find the most loving way to live on this Earth and making themselves available to teach and heal the rest of us?
We know that a world created by love, exist behind this illusion created by fear. Perhaps we can help it emerge by joining together.
Love and Peace, Gregg
More importantly, raising food at a local level, with the cooperation of as many citizens as possible, raises the consciousness. Our happiness and contentment, perhaps our survival, depend on a loving connection with Earth. All through history, gardening has been a means of finding peace and a reconnection with Nature.
I have had a vision of groups of people gathering together and creating centers to learn a sane way to live on our planet. I have always believed that Nature provides everything for optimum growth, health and happiness. We abandoned herbal medicine in favor of a technological approach. Has it made us healthier? We can't look back to a much healthier time, because all through our recorded history, our minds have been polluted by false ideas. Religion made Nature into the enemy and there was a time when we even burnt herbalist/healers at the stake as witches. I am sure we can learn something from indigenous people around the globe; I hope so. I think we need to look at the Earth and Nature with fresh eyes. If we think of the Earth, as a being, that loves us, and has our best interest at heart, I think we will discover cures for all that ails us, in our immediate vicinity.
It isn't just our food and medicine that needs changing; we have been stark raving mad for thousands of years. We have taken separateness to the extreme. We honor people who kill other people. Right now innocent people are being killed, with drones and other means, by a country that claims to be civilized. We have no idea what civilization is; we behave more savagely than any indigenous peoples. Pause for a moment; how many people have been killed in war, ethnic cleansing, religious violence and other insanity, in just the last 100 years? Last 50 years? Last ten years? Is it getting better?
We have to admit that we are stark raving mad first, then we can seek a cure. No violence against any individual, country or any group, for any reason, is justified. There is always a better way. What is the cure. First admit were nuts. Then see, that we have been encouraged in our nuttiness, by folks that make enormous profits from war and all kind of divisiveness. Accept that what we have, learned and absorbed from our culture, is mostly error. We have been taught to fear people we don't understand. We have been taught to embrace many kinds of fear and apprehension as if they were protective. We have been led down the garden path of insanity.
This is old stuff to many people, I reiterate, to remind myself and others, just how crazy we have been. We know that for every negative, we can choose a positive. We can choose cooperation over competitiveness. We can choose acceptance over rejection. We can choose oneness over separation. We can choose peace over anger and strife. We can go on and on. Or we can simply say, we can choose Love.
I got a little side tracked talking about our collective madness.
What I am wondering about; are we on the verge of an escalating collapse of our society; beginning with our economic system? Is it time for communities of people, to emerge, to learn how to live on this planet sanely and teach those around them what they are learning? Can you imagine a group of healers, teachers, artist, philosophers, scientist, engineers, farmers, etc., coming together, with a mutual love and reverence for Mother Earth and Nature, dedicated to find the most loving way to live on this Earth and making themselves available to teach and heal the rest of us?
We know that a world created by love, exist behind this illusion created by fear. Perhaps we can help it emerge by joining together.
Love and Peace, Gregg
Monday, July 6, 2015
AND SO IT GOES
It was hot and muggy yesterday, the temperature hovered around 90F for several hours. It rained buckets last night [2 1\2 inches] and it didn't start cooling off, significantly, until this Morning. It is now 64.5 degrees. It is supposed to get down to 50 tonight.
My keyboard quit working yesterday. It would print three letters for every key I pushed. I am using a spare we had. The keys click like an old fashioned typewriter. I kind of like that; it sounds busy and purposeful. I don't like that it has little smaller keys. I have big fingers.
I don't know what to type anyway. I have been sitting here waiting for inspiration. I don't think there is much sense focusing on this mad world. Everything is teetering over the cliff. Economically the excrement is going to hit the fan. Everything, that is done, to address the economic problems is done wrong. Generally, the opposite of what needs to be done. A cynic would say it is on purpose; they [world leaders[ can't be that dumb. Wealth, in terms of money, is not important. It has no reality outside our agreement. Most economic problems would be solved by universal debt forgiveness. The world is choking on debt. Greece is only the canary in the coal mine. We have had enough experience to know, that money has to be placed in the hands of those lowest on the socioeconomic scale, if we are to dig ourselves out of a downturn.
The whole world is in an economic downturn. In fact, economies all over the world are contracting. Household incomes have been shrinking in the Western World for several years. The only folks who have had an increase in wealth are at the very top. So the cynic would say, we don't have debt forgiveness because the elite want to get their foot on our neck, through indebtedness, and further enslave the population.
Well it fits with the idea, that a group of people, of power and wealth, have been trying to get control. Or should I say, maintain control. Just as we are brainwashed to not see, the simple act of debt forgiveness, to save the economies of the world; we have been convinced that endless war makes sense. A boogie man has been created wherever we look. "It is dangerous out there. You need our guns to protect you. Never mind that we will put them in the hands of your sweet and innocent children, to kill the sweet and innocent children, of people, of a different color, religion or nationality."
It is time we quit listening to the claptrap of those who attempt to influence us. I can't say strong enough- we cannot trust our beliefs. Our perception has been manipulated to the nth degree. When it comes to this illusion, we call reality, we cannot trust anything. ANYTHING! The illusion is created to keep us functioning at an ego level and keep us under control.
I didn't want to talk about the decaying world. I know we are busily creating a new world with love, and awe of our Mother Earth. Yet, we have neighbors, relatives and friends who are a little slow to awaken. Our controllers are not going to give up easily. We could go through a period of closed banks and empty grocery stores. It very well, might not get that bad, as their are awakening people, at every level of society.
We need to be alert to the changes around us, and be prepared to help those who need it. Those in control will always try to use fear. As they feel their grip loosening, they will attempt to create fear wherever they can. Resist all temptation to be afraid. These people have no power of their own. They only have the power that we give them through fear, and giving up our right to make our own choices.
I don't know if this message is urgent; but, as I said before, it looks like the excrement is about to be sprayed. I am a long way from being a prophet. My attempts at prediction have done poorly. We all have to listen to our own intuition.
In the meantime, we can only do what we have been doing. Live in the moment. Love in the moment. Forgive continuously. Know love is everything. We create a new world with our laughter, our smile, with every kind and loving thought; we can't fail, we are helping a new world emerge. It is the only Real World.
Love and Peace, Gregg
My keyboard quit working yesterday. It would print three letters for every key I pushed. I am using a spare we had. The keys click like an old fashioned typewriter. I kind of like that; it sounds busy and purposeful. I don't like that it has little smaller keys. I have big fingers.
I don't know what to type anyway. I have been sitting here waiting for inspiration. I don't think there is much sense focusing on this mad world. Everything is teetering over the cliff. Economically the excrement is going to hit the fan. Everything, that is done, to address the economic problems is done wrong. Generally, the opposite of what needs to be done. A cynic would say it is on purpose; they [world leaders[ can't be that dumb. Wealth, in terms of money, is not important. It has no reality outside our agreement. Most economic problems would be solved by universal debt forgiveness. The world is choking on debt. Greece is only the canary in the coal mine. We have had enough experience to know, that money has to be placed in the hands of those lowest on the socioeconomic scale, if we are to dig ourselves out of a downturn.
The whole world is in an economic downturn. In fact, economies all over the world are contracting. Household incomes have been shrinking in the Western World for several years. The only folks who have had an increase in wealth are at the very top. So the cynic would say, we don't have debt forgiveness because the elite want to get their foot on our neck, through indebtedness, and further enslave the population.
Well it fits with the idea, that a group of people, of power and wealth, have been trying to get control. Or should I say, maintain control. Just as we are brainwashed to not see, the simple act of debt forgiveness, to save the economies of the world; we have been convinced that endless war makes sense. A boogie man has been created wherever we look. "It is dangerous out there. You need our guns to protect you. Never mind that we will put them in the hands of your sweet and innocent children, to kill the sweet and innocent children, of people, of a different color, religion or nationality."
It is time we quit listening to the claptrap of those who attempt to influence us. I can't say strong enough- we cannot trust our beliefs. Our perception has been manipulated to the nth degree. When it comes to this illusion, we call reality, we cannot trust anything. ANYTHING! The illusion is created to keep us functioning at an ego level and keep us under control.
I didn't want to talk about the decaying world. I know we are busily creating a new world with love, and awe of our Mother Earth. Yet, we have neighbors, relatives and friends who are a little slow to awaken. Our controllers are not going to give up easily. We could go through a period of closed banks and empty grocery stores. It very well, might not get that bad, as their are awakening people, at every level of society.
We need to be alert to the changes around us, and be prepared to help those who need it. Those in control will always try to use fear. As they feel their grip loosening, they will attempt to create fear wherever they can. Resist all temptation to be afraid. These people have no power of their own. They only have the power that we give them through fear, and giving up our right to make our own choices.
I don't know if this message is urgent; but, as I said before, it looks like the excrement is about to be sprayed. I am a long way from being a prophet. My attempts at prediction have done poorly. We all have to listen to our own intuition.
In the meantime, we can only do what we have been doing. Live in the moment. Love in the moment. Forgive continuously. Know love is everything. We create a new world with our laughter, our smile, with every kind and loving thought; we can't fail, we are helping a new world emerge. It is the only Real World.
Love and Peace, Gregg
Friday, July 3, 2015
FOURTH OF JULY
The Fourth has always been one of my favorite holidays. Unlike most of the holidays, we did not have a traditional celebration, neither in my nuclear family or my family of origin. Interesting, because in my childhood we gathered together for almost all the major holidays. I am not sure why the Fourth was an exception. We always celebrated, but every year it would be different. My grandparents had cottage on a lake, many times we would go there, sometimes we would go on a picnic with family friends, other times we would stay home. We often would go to the park and enjoy the municipal fireworks. Firecrackers were illegal in Minnesota when I was a child, but we often had a few. When I was very young they may have been legal, at least, my Father managed to have a few cherry bombs. Watching a can fly high in the air accompanied by a huge bang was a delight to his children.
Of course, cap guns were legal, and my brothers and I, found ways of making big bangs with caps. We would put whole roles of caps on the sidewalk and whack them with a hammer. We had other ways of making our own firecrackers. I don't think I want to go into the things we did. We escaped any serious injuries, but I had a friend [as an adult] who blew off his thumb. I am not opposed to the sane restriction of fireworks.
People talk of Memorial Day as the jump off to Summer. But on Memorial Day, the Spring chores are still ominous; gardens need completing and weeding. The grass is growing fiercely, there is always a Spring related chore to get to. By The Fourth, things have settled down. There is a good chance that the garden is weeded. The grass is growing a little slower and Summer has definitely arrived. Weekend barbecues, and other summer entertainments, stretch before us.
In the last several years, my oldest Son Stuart, has established a tradition. His in-laws have a farm site in Wisconsin and they have been gathering there for several years. His family, and several friends and relatives, pitch tents and make a two or three day celebration. We are invited and have attended several times. We planned to go this year, but we need to help Naomi move to St Cloud tomorrow. She signed the lease yesterday and works today and Tuesday. We are going to be busy with back and forth trips to St Cloud. She has lots of stuff.
I don't have anything profound to say, about why we celebrate the Fourth of July. I have always been suspicious of patriotism; it hides many sins. Celebrating our freedom from tyranny, certainly makes sense. I wonder when it will happen? The revolution began our search for freedom, and our Constitution and Bill of Rights was a good start. But it was a start; freedom has yet to be achieved. We have yet to fulfill the dreams outlined in the Bill of Rights and the Constitution. Soon after the government was established, it was taken over by folks, seeking money and power. Our Constitution was subverted to serve the few. We have had ups and down in the last 200 plus years. There is promise now; but, we have yet to arrive. We can celebrate our awakening. It is happening.
Yes! We are awakening. At this point we are not sure what freedom is. We are so used to being controlled, it is difficult to see through the perceptual barriers, we have become accustomed to. What are we really like? What is our natural order? What would we be like without programming? What would we do without artificial rules?
Do we really think aggression, greed, violence and related behaviors are Natural? Many of us are quite sure they are not. Many of us think that these behaviors were encouraged and programmed by those who want to control us. They inculcate fear, between us, so they can 'protect' us, hence control.
Things don't happen overnight. We are evolving. We are awakening. What is truly Natural will manifest. We are, at our uncorrupted centers, LOVE. As the folks, who are into power and money, further lose their grip, a truly free society will manifest.
Folks coming together, with loving intent, have incredible power. The build up is slow, but change can happen fast. To contradict myself, change can happen overnight.
HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!
Love and Peace, Gregg
Of course, cap guns were legal, and my brothers and I, found ways of making big bangs with caps. We would put whole roles of caps on the sidewalk and whack them with a hammer. We had other ways of making our own firecrackers. I don't think I want to go into the things we did. We escaped any serious injuries, but I had a friend [as an adult] who blew off his thumb. I am not opposed to the sane restriction of fireworks.
People talk of Memorial Day as the jump off to Summer. But on Memorial Day, the Spring chores are still ominous; gardens need completing and weeding. The grass is growing fiercely, there is always a Spring related chore to get to. By The Fourth, things have settled down. There is a good chance that the garden is weeded. The grass is growing a little slower and Summer has definitely arrived. Weekend barbecues, and other summer entertainments, stretch before us.
In the last several years, my oldest Son Stuart, has established a tradition. His in-laws have a farm site in Wisconsin and they have been gathering there for several years. His family, and several friends and relatives, pitch tents and make a two or three day celebration. We are invited and have attended several times. We planned to go this year, but we need to help Naomi move to St Cloud tomorrow. She signed the lease yesterday and works today and Tuesday. We are going to be busy with back and forth trips to St Cloud. She has lots of stuff.
I don't have anything profound to say, about why we celebrate the Fourth of July. I have always been suspicious of patriotism; it hides many sins. Celebrating our freedom from tyranny, certainly makes sense. I wonder when it will happen? The revolution began our search for freedom, and our Constitution and Bill of Rights was a good start. But it was a start; freedom has yet to be achieved. We have yet to fulfill the dreams outlined in the Bill of Rights and the Constitution. Soon after the government was established, it was taken over by folks, seeking money and power. Our Constitution was subverted to serve the few. We have had ups and down in the last 200 plus years. There is promise now; but, we have yet to arrive. We can celebrate our awakening. It is happening.
Yes! We are awakening. At this point we are not sure what freedom is. We are so used to being controlled, it is difficult to see through the perceptual barriers, we have become accustomed to. What are we really like? What is our natural order? What would we be like without programming? What would we do without artificial rules?
Do we really think aggression, greed, violence and related behaviors are Natural? Many of us are quite sure they are not. Many of us think that these behaviors were encouraged and programmed by those who want to control us. They inculcate fear, between us, so they can 'protect' us, hence control.
Things don't happen overnight. We are evolving. We are awakening. What is truly Natural will manifest. We are, at our uncorrupted centers, LOVE. As the folks, who are into power and money, further lose their grip, a truly free society will manifest.
Folks coming together, with loving intent, have incredible power. The build up is slow, but change can happen fast. To contradict myself, change can happen overnight.
HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!
Love and Peace, Gregg
Wednesday, July 1, 2015
WHY ARE WE HERE?
Eventually, we ask the question, "What am I doing here." If we assume free will, then we must have chosen to be born in to this world. Why? If we are all part of Source, and we chose to explore creativity separate from Source, then we all have a part in preparing for our return to Source. What do we have to learn to know our part in Source? Well we are One, so we have to learn what Oneness is. We are, at our center, Unconditional Love {as is Source}, so we need to learn Unconditional Love.
So what did we [each individual] decide to do, or learn, in a given lifetime? At some point, it occurs to us, that we have some kind of mission or calling to contribute to the One. For some of us it is clear. We paint pictures, sculpt statues, teach, heal, build houses, raise crops, fix TVs, repair plumbing, dig big holes, etc.; we know what we are good at and we do it. We know it is important and we can see how it is helpful to everybody. For others, sure their job contributes, and they do it lovingly, but they feel their main contribution is how they make people feel. Others, may see that they spur people to think about things they never thought of before.
This whole calling or mission thing would have been easy, if it wasn't for, the corruption of the ego, and the ages of manipulation humankind has endured. How can we know what we are supposed to do or feel, when we have been manipulated to fulfill some agenda of society?
We get to the point where we realize, we have a reason for being here, we could be ten, we could be twenty, thirty, maybe not tell were eighty. How do we discover what we really were meant to be or do? I can be reassuring on this point, we do know, and most of us, at least, find the form of what we are meant to do. We do have abilities. and coupled with intuition, we find the place where we can contribute.
We have heard for ages, that we must find our passion, we must find what we really love to do. We do have all the guidance we need. We were born with it. However, our upbringing in a corrupt world has stilled the voice of guidance and we often ignore our loving urges in favor of pursuing something that brings us wealth, fame, celebrity or notoriety of one kind or another. There is nothing inherently wrong with any of these things, as long as they just happen, and are not ego pursuits.
Our world has been heavily focused on doing and neglects being. If we focus on our being, our doing will take care of itself. We need to be aware of our internal state. Are we peaceful? Do we feel love? When we know- who we are, and we are centered on Love, we can not help but express our gifts; whatever they are. We are creators. We can't help but create. All we really need to do, is be in touch with our loving center.
As we awaken, we will shed, all the ideas and aspirations about ourselves, that we inculcated from society, and are not really us. We will appreciate who we are and love ourselves for our being. The more we love ourselves the more we contribute to the One. We will learn to Trust and give up all judgement.
Part of awakening is giving up measurement, it won't occur to us, whether we are contributing more or less, than our neighbor. We know, all are contributing. Everything is perfect at this moment. We are all moving towards Oneness. We are all discovering Unconditional Love. That is what we are. Let us know our being. Be in the moment. Be Love.
Love and Peace, Gregg
So what did we [each individual] decide to do, or learn, in a given lifetime? At some point, it occurs to us, that we have some kind of mission or calling to contribute to the One. For some of us it is clear. We paint pictures, sculpt statues, teach, heal, build houses, raise crops, fix TVs, repair plumbing, dig big holes, etc.; we know what we are good at and we do it. We know it is important and we can see how it is helpful to everybody. For others, sure their job contributes, and they do it lovingly, but they feel their main contribution is how they make people feel. Others, may see that they spur people to think about things they never thought of before.
This whole calling or mission thing would have been easy, if it wasn't for, the corruption of the ego, and the ages of manipulation humankind has endured. How can we know what we are supposed to do or feel, when we have been manipulated to fulfill some agenda of society?
We get to the point where we realize, we have a reason for being here, we could be ten, we could be twenty, thirty, maybe not tell were eighty. How do we discover what we really were meant to be or do? I can be reassuring on this point, we do know, and most of us, at least, find the form of what we are meant to do. We do have abilities. and coupled with intuition, we find the place where we can contribute.
We have heard for ages, that we must find our passion, we must find what we really love to do. We do have all the guidance we need. We were born with it. However, our upbringing in a corrupt world has stilled the voice of guidance and we often ignore our loving urges in favor of pursuing something that brings us wealth, fame, celebrity or notoriety of one kind or another. There is nothing inherently wrong with any of these things, as long as they just happen, and are not ego pursuits.
Our world has been heavily focused on doing and neglects being. If we focus on our being, our doing will take care of itself. We need to be aware of our internal state. Are we peaceful? Do we feel love? When we know- who we are, and we are centered on Love, we can not help but express our gifts; whatever they are. We are creators. We can't help but create. All we really need to do, is be in touch with our loving center.
As we awaken, we will shed, all the ideas and aspirations about ourselves, that we inculcated from society, and are not really us. We will appreciate who we are and love ourselves for our being. The more we love ourselves the more we contribute to the One. We will learn to Trust and give up all judgement.
Part of awakening is giving up measurement, it won't occur to us, whether we are contributing more or less, than our neighbor. We know, all are contributing. Everything is perfect at this moment. We are all moving towards Oneness. We are all discovering Unconditional Love. That is what we are. Let us know our being. Be in the moment. Be Love.
Love and Peace, Gregg
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)