It is cool and raining. I can look out
my window and see the grass greening up in the North pasture.
Yesterday it was Sunny and very warm. It got up to 67 F, marvelous
for this time of year. We are in for a cool spell that will last five
or six days. We have been having temperatures 10 degrees above normal for
a few days, then 10 degrees below normal for an equal number of days.
We have had this pattern before; in fact, it seems more common. All
that I know, for sure is, I get use to the warm weather and my mind
and body doesn't like the reversion to Wintry conditions. I get
impatient for warm, settled weather, and I have sheep ready to lamb
in a few days, and warmer weather would be desirable. Yesterday,
would have been perfect for lambing.
Yesterday, was a day for silly little
errors. For example: I wanted to wish my grand daughter happy
birthday on Face Book. I accidentally wrote her Mother's name instead
of hers. I didn't even see my error, until it was pointed out to me, by
one of my daughters. When I went up to Ogilvie to get the paper, the
proprietor asked me how I was, I said, “I feel old!” She asked
why and I relayed my story about the names. She said, “That is not
old. That is human nature. Hey, as long as you used a name in the
same family, you are okay.” I thought that was good affirmation.
No, I can't say that kind of error is age. I have been stumbling
along like that all my life.
Another error, again on Face Book.
About thirty years ago, we planted some crocuses in the lawn. They
bloom and are gone before we need to mow. Every year they supply an
important bellwether for Spring. When I went out to do the Morning
chores I spotted one blooming. I went out with my iPad, took a
picture, and put it on Face Book. I wondered why there was no
acknowledgement. No likes, no nothing. I thought, maybe it is banal,
by now, there have been many first flowers of Spring published. This
Morning something occurred to me, I looked at the privacy setting. It
was set for me only. So it isn't true that nobody loves me { I didn't
go that far}.
We do depend too much on feedback from
others. How can we get over that? We are all perfect beings at our
core. We are unconditional love, yet we have been so programmed to
doubt our worth, that we beg for crumbs from the table. We are all
crippled beings, looking for evidence of our worth, from other
crippled beings. How is that going to work?
Fortunately, many of us have seen
through this charade and realize we get back what we give. We
reinforce others worth and get our own worth reinforced in return.
That is great, but we remain vulnerable as long as we need
reinforcement that we are okay.
How can we get over this need? What has
to happen, for us to realize we are marvelous, lovable persons in our
own right, and we don't need anything from outside us? It is
complicated by the fact that we are not separate. We do need each
other. We nourish each other with our company, with our warmth, with
our beingness. We are not meant to live separate lives. But we are
all equal loving beings. We can enjoy each other, without depending
on others affirmation of our lovability.
How are we going to wash away thousands
and thousands of years of programming? How are we going to learn our
individual sovereignty? How are we going to learn to really think for
ourselves?
The answer to these questions is, that
we are doing it right now. We are waking up and realizing, we don't
need to depend on a sick society, to affirm that we are okay. We know
we are okay. Sure we still slip back into the doldrums, but we are
making progress. We know that all judgement, and any version of fear,
divides us and keeps us from realizing who we are.
Yes, we want to change the world! Most
of us realize, the only way we can do that is to change ourselves. Do
we want more love in the world; love the world. Do we want more peace
in the world; find your peace and radiate it. Do you want more joy in
the world; sing, dance and laugh heartily. We are changing the world!
We are Love.
I will talk about how healing/learning
centers can accelerate this process.
Love and Peace, Gregg
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