old world vs. new world part 6

(photo courtesy malingering)

In the new world there come the understanding that everyone one the planet is equally important, that in the Universe's eyes, the winner of the Nobel Prize and the grade school janitor are absolutely equally important; that each is playing their perfect part in a universal mosaic. As for those we now know as criminals -- when we begin to recognize the importance of every single human being -- anti-social behavior will cease to exist because every soul will be honored, supported and encouraged from birth.

if not now, when?

(photo courtesy david silverline)

As we honor our individual struggles, it's also time to move out of our comfort zones and limited views and reach out to the world, which desperately needs every heart and hand available. we are the ones we've been waiting for.

who am i?

(photo courtesy undy)

Who I AM is defined by how different I AM from everyone else.

spiritual adulthood

(photo courtesy alice popkorn)


The journey from adulthood to spiritual adulthood is the acceptance of the love of self, the acceptance of self, unconditionally.

Spiritual adulthood says that our painful, difficult journeys where in themselves acts of grace.

To become spiritual adults we must make peace with our past and those who betrayed us. And those we have betrayed. Including ourselves.

We must try to see our lives -- not as a series of mistakes, abuses and successes, but as an extraordinary painting made up of extraordinary colors that tell an extraordinary story.

We must accept ourselves as we are.

And we must be willing to love our selves so much that we are willing to let go of all outside forces that judge us and limit us: family, friends, society, our own egos.

We must stop being victims of the outside world.

We must -- ultimately and finally -- come to God/Goddess alone and naked.

There will come a time when we will be able to tell our story to others who have never experienced human life. They will look at us with awe and admiration and they will ask: what is pain?
and we will know.
what is joy?
and we will know.
what is fear?
we will know.
what is grace?
we will know.

We are goddesses and gods who chose to forget in order to explore our own creation from the inside.

We are master artists, each one of us, and in us the Divine delights.

June 19th, 2009

to all this day struggling with more than mortgages and bad press. (and to all those struggling this day with bad press and mortgages as well).


My brother and sisters are one
I am one with them.
I seek to love and not hate.
I seek to serve and not exact due service.
I seek to heal and not hurt.
Let pain bring due reward of light and love.
Let the soul control the outer form,
the life and all events,
and bring to light the love that underlies the happenings of the time.
Let vision come and insight.
Let the future stand revealed.
Let inner union demonstrate and outer cleavages be gone.
Let love prevail.
Let all humanity love.
And so it is.

-- Dwal Kul

born again.....

(photo courtesy mark coldren)


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Old World vs New World Part 5

(a third, earlier blog perhaps still relevant...)

The Rugged Individual. The Sole Survivor. The Independent.

Actually, there's no such person. Never has been. Never will be. Not possible.

Here I am -- by myself -- writing this post on a computer. On a blog site created by people I'll never meet. Working on said computer built by machines built by thousands of others, invented by hundreds.

Inventors taught by teachers. Teachers taught by other teachers, who studied books written by writers, on paper created by printers, on machines powered by electricity, drawn from power plants, powered by rivers.

I am here in this moment ONLY through the countless contributions of others. The glasses and clothes I wear, the food I eat, the waste I create that is disposed of by the nameless and the faceless.

I have achieved NOTHING by myself. I was helped by cab drivers and merchants and newspaper editors and friends and family and pets and on and on and on and on and on.

If we want to be by ourself, then be by ourself. But don't kid ourself that we're an island unto ourself.

We are here -- each and every one of us -- through the grace and grit of everyone else on the planet.

Look at a grove of Aspen trees sometime. Hundreds of trees standing side-by-side, apart, individual. But look below the soil and you'll find a single root system uniting them all.

So it is with each of us.