Question: When you get a chance, remind me why you and – supposedly – the rest of the world hate George W. Bush.
All I can say is that I personally promote peace, unity, compassion and a non-dualistic view of life.
I don’t hate him. But I deeply fear the amount of power he holds in his hands. I do not have faith in his intellect or wisdom — with either the planet or the people. And I feel immense compassion for a person who must be in such terrible inner turmoil to project such pain upon the entire world.
But mostly, I just desire a President who respects the advice and learned wisdom of all the other world leaders; who promotes peace instead of war; who has compassion instead of pointing fingers; and who understands that the “evil” we see outside of ourselves is only a projection of that which is already within us.
Question: So if you really intend to pay your debt back to humanity (instead of the US government) how do you plan to do it?
Please see that planning is beyond me. I’m leaving the planning and organizing to the hand of the Divine. And trusting that if I open myself up to the inspiration, it will come to me, on a daily basis. As it has. No more promises to tomorrow; Only today. And so long as I open my heart to compassion, inspiration and undefended love TODAY, then I am working in alignment with the Will of the Universe. And THAT is all I can hold myself to.
“He will cease from what is base and frivolous in his life, and be content with all places and with any service he can render. He will calmly front the morrow in the negligence of that trust which carries God with it, and so hath already the whole future in the bottom of his heart.
The conditions are hard but equal. Thou shalt leave the world, and know the muse only. Thou shalt not know any longer the times, customs, graces, politics or opinions of men, but shalt take all from the muse. For the time of towns is tolled from the world by funeral chimes, but in nature the universal hours are counted by succeeding tribes of animals and plants and by growth of joy on joy. The world is full of renunciations and apprenticeships, and this is thine; thou must pass for a fool, and a churl for a long season. And this is the reward; that the ideal shall be real to thee, and the impressions of the actual world shall fall like summer rain, copious, but not troublesome, to thy invulnerable essence.”
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
And thus, the “season of the fool” is graciously welcomed to my life 🙂
Comment: “To me you seem like a flustered butterfly, flying around the world in the constant search for a new metamorphosis…”
What I’ve learned is this; that what people see in me is only a reflection of what they (consciously or unconsciously) have seen in themselves. If they are afraid for/of me, it is because they fear their own power and potential. If they are angry with me, they have a like unresolved argument within themselves. If they find inspiration in me, it is only because they recognize a flame of the same fire that burns inside of them. If they see me as a sister, it is because they have recognized their own mirror inside, looked inside it, and seen us as One. If they give me unconditional love, it is because their love of self is also undefended. And if they see a butterfly — batting madly about in its excited search for ascension — then it would indicate to me that the observer has witnessed their self on the edge of that same leaf of metamorphosis.
In any case, I am absolutely delighted with the vision. For I once walked 700 miles following the frenzy and fancy of white butterflies, and a more beautiful creature of inspiration I could never fathom. But perhaps what is still misunderstood, is that I am not nearly so much interested in where I am going — as I am in the flight itself.
Other thoughts, Q’s, comments?