I Believe

I Believe

I believe… Each and every one of us is Here For Something Great,  and the pursuit of that greatness is why we are here. Our individuality was not a mistake.  We were never meant to sing the same song, walk in the same direction, or think the same thoughts.  Our diversity and collective wisdom is the blessed offspring of our uniqueness. Truth is true, until it is challenged and proven to be untrue.  Claims by zealous believers of so-called truth, is often just a belief or opinion held by a group of same-minded people.  Actual, undeniable, irrefutable truth is rare, but it does exist. We are more alike than we are different.  Political party, tribe, religion, ethnicity, nationality are all superficial divisions.  We have learned to compartmentalize in ways that are harmful to who and what we really are…blood relatives of one original man and woman. We know this to be the case, but conduct ourselves as if it weren’t.  This denial and resistance of actual truth is perhaps our greatest downfall. The truth is solid, deeply rooted, reliable, and unmovable.  We cannot break the truth, we can only accept it or break ourselves against it.  The truth is, we are one family.  Death, destruction, and all manner of unspeakable suffering is the predictable manifestation of the foolishness of denying the truth of our oneness. There is an energy or presence of power, intelligence, and unlimited possibility that is all around us, all the time.  There is a connection between the most majestic mountains, the Northern Lights, a Siberian tiger, a fire ant, and you.  The brilliance of music,...
Two Daffodils

Two Daffodils

They weren’t there and then all of a sudden they were…Two daffodils How they came to rest in this place, at this time, I do not know But there they were, proudly proclaiming the arrival of Spring I didn’t know it at first, but I needed to see them Clearly they knew the day I had experienced It is so easy to be weighed down with the burdens of life And to forget the breezy and bright lightness of life After an early warming trend and surprising return to cold My flowers stood though withered by way too late snow Surely these blossoms have never known such inhospitable climate But there they were, day after day, With their faithful reminder that like them, I too will be OK Our most powerful signs can be in the most delicate of things My two lovely friends gently call me to remember To keep my eyes, my mind, and my soul open And receive the life affirming energy that is always available If we would just look I may have seen them before…but this time I noticed them They weren’t there and then all of a sudden they were…Two daffodils   Stay Fly and Fly High,...
Never Forget

Never Forget

“Never Forget”, is a political saying that was popularized by the Jews to commemorate the atrocities they suffered at the hands of the Nazis during World War II. Some Jews feel that if those tragedies are forgotten then perhaps they may be repeated. With that in mind, ceremonies are held regularly to remember those lost and how they were lost. There is power in saying ‘I will never forget’, and in effect say that ‘I will stand vigil over my people to insure that the evil that was done, will never happen again.’ I personally respect and honor the determination of the Jews to stand up for their people. Oddly enough, there is another tragedy connected to America that one rarely if ever hears the words “Never Forget” connected to, and that’s the American Slave Trade. Often times if slavery is brought up, that person is discouraged from continuing to talk about it, and sometimes even being told in so many words to just get over it. Many Americans would rather push aside the ugly history of these United States. These people will say, “We have come so far”. They’ll say that slavery is a thing of the past, and it’s best left right there in the past. It seems to me that it’s easy for some Americans to empathize with and embrace the determination of the Jews to “Never Forget”, because the Holocaust happened in another country, at the hands of non-Americans. It’s easy to see wrong doing when it’s not in your own backyard. Personally I respect the courage and determination of the Jewish people to honor...
Fathers Matter

Fathers Matter

Moms are awesome. There’s nothing like a mother’s love. A child should be with their mother. I’m sure you have seen sayings like these, and many more like them. All of these statements are true. The love and support of a mother are wonderful and even life affirming. What is also true, but less widely proclaimed is that fathers are awesome, wonderful, and necessary. In fact the presence and active participation of a capable and loving father are critically important to the development and success of a child. If you were to ask the average person if fathers were important, I think most would tend to say yes. However, for some peculiar reason the importance of the role of fathers is not discussed and recognized nearly as much as the importance of mothers is. It is a very unfortunate truth that many fathers are completely or partially absent from the lives of their children; and this has a profound effect on the quality of life for those children. In my mind this fact has got to change. To a large extent, fathers themselves are to blame for why their importance isn’t more widely recognized. For a long time men have been the primary income earners for their families. These men would go off to work, and leave raising the children to their wives. Mothers would stay home, building mental and emotional bonds with their children. Because of the bonds made, children naturally gravitate towards their mothers for nearly all their needs. Since the beginning of time men have been enculturated to be strong i.e. ‘emotion-less’, and this over time...