Posted in Music Video, Musings, Poetry, quotes

Writers are Readers

Regurgitate. As social animals, we do this regularly. We eat words and spit them out for others to swallow. Recycle what everyone else has already said numerous times by bulimic practices. Twice daily, for good measure. Then proceed to wonder why we historically never truly change.

Revolution. In order to avoid this social practice, I am gathering books off my shelves, wiping off the accumulated dust, and placing the thirty-two chosen books in a prominent place to catch my attention. Yesterday, Anne Sexton drew me in and spoke wisdom. She reminded me how once I was blind and buried in a casket, allowing myself to be lowered into the ground. I did not object. Not one ounce of energy was released while cozy in the casket, to invoke my rights to breathe. I held every whisper close to my chest, lest someone hear my plea.

And today? Who shimmers in the window? A faint image of spring graces my eyes and I open Kathleen Norris’s “Amazing Grace: A Vocabulary of Faith”. I enjoy the practice of opening a book to a random page and let it speak on its own merit. I enter the hollowed pages of every book with no expectation, without searching for meaning or definitions or wisdom, but rather allow the mystery of reader’s faith to be trusted. This is always a good personal practice if you possess as little confidence as I do in anyone’s ability to love or guide me in holiness.

And then I open to page 177 and Jeffrey Dahmer shimmers. Kathleen Norris explains how she can understand his crimes all too well. Huh? I remember watching the Green Mile and Shawshank Redemption, and recalling they were innocent, likeable, and punished people, for inescapable reasons. But Jeffrey Dahmer? Please explain Kathleen! And then I get Norris’s thesis. “He (Jeffrey) seemed bewildered, exhausted, a lost soul.” she explains. I am seeing Dahmer through a second set of eyes. Like yesterday, I was, and am seeing in a light that once was shadows.

The chapter “Good and Evil”, where she discusses Dahmer, reflects back to the reader, the easiness of black and white thinking while pointing out the grey spectrum fogs our vision. The grayness noticeably makes us uncomfortable and often fearful. We resist taking time to weed through disturbed society’s murky waters. This defiance allows us to declare that we are good. And they are evil. We lazily separate humanity by merits without even counting the score or trying to understand the reasoning behind what caused us to fear another from the beginning.

The other current phenomenon, Norris rightly points out, is to discredit religion and its ability to heal. The need has never been greater for those who “struggle with ordinary but dangerous temptations to anger and revenge, to pride and greed, the fool’s gold of vainglory, and the improper manipulation of other people to further (their) own ends.” (p. 179). Currently, we rely on psychology to mend spiritual deficiencies, which is incapable of reaching the buried soul, protected by the mind’s easy route to not introspect our own evil, in declaring ourselves good.

“Jeffrey Dahmer shows us what the fear of abandonment can do to the human spirit.” Let us not abandon all roads to what feels easier to manuever. Let us strive to fully understand ourselves spiritually, emotionally, intellectually and mentally. Not solely by science or psychology but equally welcome a rigorous religious practice. What we do not understand is too easy to ignore.

There are no uninteresting things, only uninterested people. –G.K. Chesterton

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Posted in Art, Music Video, Musings, Poetry, quotes, Soul Journal

Deliberate

No man lives in a bubble and even on my island, all the bubbles are vacant.

Thank you to Lynette Davis and her blog post, Perseverance: My Word for 2018 I set off to figure out my Word for 2018.  I have done this exercise in the past, but the stress level of 2018 weighed too heavily to figure out or worry what ultimately this year was going to be defined as.

Then, after today’s conversation with Manuel, at Emotions of Life, I figured out my 2018 word: DELIBERATE.

2018 word of the year Deliberate

Originally, after a three-hour meditative morning, I had decided that REGENERATE would serve me well.  After all, the past six or seven years have been a regenerative process that needed to come to a close some time soon. So, why not dedicate this year to finish that process?

Until I realized it is even more important to be deliberate in everything I do.  This illumination dawned on me as most relevant.  So I changed regenerate into deliberate then set off to find a song that speaks directly to this deliberate mind set?  I choose David Gilmour “There’s No Way Out of Here”.

This is the exact opposite of how I feel though, so why would I choose such a song?

  1. I love the sadness of this song.  I am perpetually sad so it fits in with my demeanor. Oh! except when I am riding on a high!
  2. Reverse psychology works!  “What? I can’t get out of here? Watch me!”
  3. I wanted a song I could listen to over and over.
  4. I needed a song others could listen to over and over.
  5. I have not listened to this song for years, so it felt new.

So? Will you choose a word for this year to meditate upon? One way to go about this is to head over to Word Art and start mindstorming words that speak to you.

Choose words that address your emotions. Pick a favorite color, action words that fit in with your personality, or find descriptive words of your favorite place to be. My chosen words in my Word Art are:

  1. dreamscapes
  2. necessity
  3. smile
  4. tides
  5. orange
  6. conch
  7. rock
  8. spiral
  9. adventure
  10. courage
  11. crusade
  12. refuge
  13. regenerate
  14. metamorphosis
  15. creation
  16. moss
  17. compose
  18. David Gilmour
  19. There’s No Way Out of Here
  20. atmosphere
  21. wings
  22. flame
  23. deliberate

If you do this, please let me know!  I want to read yours!! 🙂

 

Posted in Poetry

unearthing

I recognize the voices, do you?

No sense plugging your ears;

desperate sirens blare, 

these clamoring chains, 

they penetrate much deeper. 

Am I witnessing

your frenzied, fervent pain 

or pleasure as you crawl 

to the mouth of your soul?

Fear strikes us all.

 

Posted in Opinion

America’s future

Courage does not look at the past to justify a hateful heart today. Vile and ugly thought spoken in the public arena is not conducive to bringing brotherly peace. What is needed? I believe inward introspection focused on changing individual hearts. We all should face the world confidently with a smile, being brave not in vengeance but in healing and love. Perhaps we need a Gandhi or Nelson Mandela running for office.

An eye for eye only ends up making the whole world blind.  — Gandhi

If you want to make peace with your enemy, you have to work with your enemy. Then he becomes your partner.  — Nelson Mandela

 

For me that means getting on my knees and praying for myself. Praying for those who hate me. Praying for a time of peace, knowing full well that may never be, but I will be satisfied I did my part.