Tuesday, November 16, 2010

The Seen and the Seer are One

If that is so, my mother is me, and I am my mother, and I am that altar, and I am its arrangement, and I am this bed and this mattress I feel under me is me and the tree I see out the window is me drinking up the cold fall rain in Cincinnati. A much-needed rain since the beginning of this summer's drought. Even the buckeye trees didn't have their pop pop popping period of time when their heavy fruity nuts would drop, and every squirrel would be running hither and yon trying to keep up with the deluge of the upcoming winter's sustenance. Now the little guys are eating all they can find. I don't think they have food stored for the long winter. Some may die, others may survive, skinny, next spring. 

So, 900 Haitians with cholera are me . . . that has been established. I'm unable to help that part of myself, nor the parts of myself swarming with mourning Iraqis and Afghans. I'm hidden away here, trying to heal myself so maybe I can help those women in Africa who are helping other women form coalitions of labor, profitable businesses for themselves; whose husbands often beat them for joining one of these groups called "Javala". Oxfam let me know that. Oxfam let me know that the woman part of me is rallying together to become more than the sum of these parts. All parts must be cared for equally or life will continue to degrade across the planet. Take care.


  1. if we're what we see, how can we be both the inspiring gurus and the worst of demons. Demons I can't see except in selfish politicians like the Bush Administration.

  2. I think we may not acknowledge the demons in ourselves. We push them under the rug, out of sight, pretending to be ok. Then you get a glimpse of yourself when you see the Administrators. What is the universe trying to tell you to help you on your path?

  3. Also, Liam, how can we be in the world and out of it at the same time?

  4. I certainly hope that the healing is moving apace since the world needs you out there.

    Since you seem a bit "light headed" in your photo I assume you are making some changes!

  5. Yes, Mrs. Bickles, I am doing my best from all my learning and doing, that my temporary deadline is mid-Jan. 2011. Back to the world. To dance by myself, to dance with others as I do hatha yoga every day. I must work up to this so slowly. But keep in mind, overall, my intention is to become capable in all ways and more. Then to set out for those neglected beings all over the world who have always had less than me.
    My light headedness feels light, easier to manage, takes less time to bother with. I want to feel light about things, not heavy and serious. I just colored it red today. I always liked red hair. Makes me feel Celtic/Pagan/Bardic/Druidic. Not just "change" for change's sake, but a definite plan of Ayurvedic diet and Hatha Yoga; later Tai Chi, or Chi Gong. Movement is meditation . . . personal meditation, which, if others watch, some times brings up a calm=abiding audience. But the process is the product here.