A NEW MONDAY

Another beautiful Morning on Planet Earth. The Sun is streaming in my windows giving a promise of all good things.

I wasn't very happy about losing my blog on Friday. I was relating the story to one of my favorite daughters and she harangued, “Haven't I told you a million times that you should use a word processing app and copy and paste to your blog. That way you won't lose it. It will be in the your computer.” I may be paraphrasing, but it was something like that. I hate to admit. I don't even know how to cut and paste, something that today's ten year old appear to do. Hey! I am one of the oldsters, I didn't see my first TV until I was thirteen and we were one of the first in our town to get one. I can learn. You can teach an old dog new tricks. In fact I am using the OpenOffice app right now.

I won't try to reproduce what I wrote, and lost, on Friday. I was contemplating the age old questions, “Who are we?” and “Why are we here?” I do have my answers; but, I would like to see a gathering of folks discuss these questions without reference to any religion or philosophy.

It seems that any idea derived from religion or philosophy plugs up the reasoning process. Of course, the idea could be freeing and not limiting. However, most beliefs limit knowledge; they become stopping places. We cannot answer these questions if we borrow heavily from our preconceived ideas.

It has been postulated by our spiritual mentors, that we do know everything already and it is a matter of remembering. What if we could get people together, and meditate for awhile, and see what we come up with. No idea would be considered a truth and all ideas would be attacked. I use the word attack. I can't think of a milder sounding word to indicate an idea, turned over and and over, and thoroughly discussed.

We need to answer these questions for ourselves and not rely on old programming. I think the only belief we can hold that is not limiting, is Love.

I will bring this discussion up again. This blog is an experiment. Do I really know how to copy and paste? I don't want to take a chance on another Friday debacle. My nerdy children are at their own homes.

One note before I close. We have a new dog. Last year, August 3, 2014, our dog Rosie, who had been with us for more that fifteen years, died. It was very peaceful. She found a Sunny spot outside, curled up, and gave up her spirit. She was a poodle/yorkie mixture.

We received a call from a person who was referred to us by Rosie's groomer. This poodle/yorkie mix dog needed a new home. She belonged to an elderly couple. He had a heart attack and died and she had Alzheimers and went to a nursing home. The dog was being cared for, by a relative, who couldn't keep her. She is four years old, has all her shots, and has had good care. They were only a few miles a way; Jamie went over and picked her up yesterday. So far, she is a perfect addition to the family. Her name is Tina. We may rename her.

Okay, the great experiment begins. I will attempt a copy and paste.

Love and Peace, Gregg