Redefining Times

Thailand
photo credit: Aaron Springston

The same internet which spreads misinformation and fear is a wonderful place to find peace, joy, and spiritual guidance in these days of uncertainty. After my morning meditation and reading, I like to be reassured by my favorite seers that there are others holding the light and encouraging us all to do the same. Today I spent some time with Jack Kornfield and his two-part talk entitled "A Steady Heart in Time of Coronavirus". He tells stories to reinforce his point and I found them stirring, yet profoundly peaceful. One statement he made is that the solidarity the world is exhibiting at this time is like nothing we have ever seen before. Thanks once again to the internet and mass communication we know what others are doing in every part of the world. I appreciate everyone who is giving us daily spiritual direction, including all the local ministers who are speaking directly to us from their homes and empty churches. Blake Lasater alway moves me with his pointed honesty, and Father Joseph Archibong retains his humor on his Facebook Live Feeds, giving his parishioners a buoy to grab onto when they are frightened. This week I begin playing for a recorded message from Presbyterian Pastor John Gibson and am looking forward to hearing his perspective. From late night TV hosts to Sunday morning preachers in small towns, everyone is doing their best to translate this new experience into words which will lift us above the lies and confusion. Thank you each and every one. Namaste...

"Men and women of all climes and races are still in bondage to material sense, ignorant how to obtain their freedom. The rights of man were vindicated in a single section and on the lowest plane of human life, when African slavery was abolished in our land. That was only prophetic of further steps towards the banishment of a world-wide slavery, found on higher planes of existence and under more subtle and depraving forms." Mary Baker Eddy - Science & Health Page 225:29

Wandering Thoughts

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It's almost May Day. I love all the romantic and pagan lore associated with this day, and have fond memories of celebrations in grade school. But somewhere in the back of my mind it's all mixed up with "ashes, ashes, all fall down", and then my thoughts go to pandemics. Holy cow, is no thought safe from this?? When I stop and ponder it, I suppose it's similar to seeing pregnant women everywhere when you're pregnant, or everyone has a white Honda Odyssey when you first buy one, or ... Well, you get the point. In writing that, I'm reminded of going into a local graphics place years ago. The woman working there told me that her twin sister was going into surgery that day and she always felt what her sister felt, so she was worried about feeling bad. I suggested to her that perhaps she could share feel-good feelings with her sister, rather than the other way around. She liked that very much, and we talked about ways to make that happen. So as my mind wanders thither and yon, I'm going to try to contain it and keep on the sunny side, the sunny side of life. Grab your coat and get your hat --- oops, wandering mind again! Have a beautiful day, friends...

"We weep because others weep, we yawn because they yawn, and we have smallpox because others have it; but mortal mind, not matter, contains and carries the infection. When this mental contagion is understood, we shall be more careful of our mental conditions, and we shall avoid loquacious tattling about disease, as we would avoid advocating crime." Mary Baker Eddy - Science & Health Page 153:25

This Wild and Precious Life

The gratitude I've felt today has been overwhelming. Every flower, cloud, and bird is exquisite. And then I opened up a magazine and saw this poem, which I share with you...

The Summer Day by Mary Oliver

I don't know exactly what a

     prayer is.

I do know how to pay attention,

     how to fall down

into the grass, how to kneel down

     in the grass,

how to be idle and blessed, how to

     stroll through

the fields,

which is what I've been doing all

     day.

Tell me, what else should I have

     done?

Doesn't everything die at last, and

     too soon?

Tell me, what is it you plan to do

with your one wild and precious

     life?

Social Distancing?

"Answering the Call"
group of Eureka folk supplying food

Today, we may tend to think of self-isolation as a new invention for these trying times. The word quarantine comes from the Latin word for 40, quadraginta. There are many references to 40-day periods in the Bible and other sacred texts, Jesus and Moses being the examples we are most familiar with. These times of isolation may be to protect ourselves and others, such as quarantining ships in harbors, but they can also be times in which moral and spiritual growth are experienced. In reading an article about these things, I discovered something I'd never heard about. There were people called anchorites who would be bricked up in a tiny room, with small windows to receive food and view the altar of the church. They would never go outside again, but they were not lonely because they were the spiritual centers of their communities. People would seek them out for advice and prayer. Our current phrase "social distancing" has an echo of those medieval times, with the term implying that even though we are distant, we are social. Even though we keep a distance from each other, it suggests that we are socially working together for the good of our communities and family. I'm glad to see more people helping those in need from their self-isolated position, acting like anchorites, rather than being on a quarantined plague ship. Thank you each and every one for bringing goodness to so many!

"It were better to be exposed to every plague on earth than to endure the cumulative effects of a guilty conscience. The abiding consciousness of wrongdoing tends to destroy the ability to do right." Mary Baker Eddy - Science & Health Page 405:22

Embracing Anger

Bryce Canyon
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Recognizing anger in my heart, irritation in my mind, often brings shame. I have been listening to many of my favorite seers in my passage through these feelings. Thich Nhat Hanh tells me to embrace that anger. He relates a story of a woman in the kitchen, busily cooking dinner, when she hears her baby crying. She rushes to the infant, embraces it, and discovers why it is crying, transforming its anguish by finding out what is wrong, changing its diapers, calming its fears, meeting its needs. So, he tells us, by embracing our anger, we are able to look deeply at it, get insights into its cause, by which we are able to liberate our feelings and transform them into freedom. Once I am free, I no longer see myself as a victim and I am in a position to be a catalyst for positive change. What gratitude I feel towards this gentle man, leading me into paths of peace, reminding me to breathe consciously, integrating what I before thought of as separate. Namaste...

"The material world is even now becoming the arena for conflicting forces. On one side there will be discord and dismay; on the other side there will be Science and peace. The breaking up of material beliefs may seem to be famine and pestilence, want and woe, sin, sickness, and death, which assume new phases until their nothingness appears. These disturbances will continue until the end of error, when all discord will be swallowed up in spiritual Truth." Mary Baker Eddy - Science & Health Page 96:12

Molly Ivins

I'm so pumped about a documentary we watched this evening, that it's all I can think of at the moment! Raise Hell: The Life and Times of Molly Ivins. I have always known her name, but never given her much thought. I wish I had paid attention all my life and maybe I'd be more like her. What a great thinker and truth-teller she was! The reviewer describes her as having "an anti-authoritarian sensibility trapped in an industry that usually strives to avoid offending or challenging anyone." A self-proclaimed liberal, she would go to the bars and drink with the conservatives, gaining insight for herself and respect from them when she could drink them under the table. Politicians were often flattered to be mentioned in a column of hers, even though she may be saying something similar to this: "Next time I tell you somebody from Texas should not be president of the United States, please listen." Part of her obituary read: "Ivins cultivated the voice of a folksy populist who derided those who she thought acted too big for their britches. She was rowdy and profane, but she could filet her opponents with droll precision." We need more people like her, straight talkers who are not afraid to speak truth. Recently I wished for another Mr. Rogers. Today I want Molly back!

"The question, 'What is Truth,' convulses the world. Many are ready to meet this inquiry with the assurance which comes of understanding, but more are blinded by their old illusions..." Mary Baker Eddy - Science & Health Page 223:14

Calm and Exciting...

photo credit: Aaron Springston

Today has been achingly beautiful. The flowers, the rain, the earthy smells from the freshly-turned dirt, the birds singing, the cats playing hide and seek, the dogs smiling after walks, Kevin devising ways to keep the snow pea shoots reaching for the sun -- it's all just exquisite. Everything seems both calm and exciting, vibrating with the expectation of change, calm with gratitude. There is much to embrace during this time: some of it we're telling goodbye, other things are being integrated as a new part of us we seem to have forgotten. What's next? Let's stay calm and aware and see what happens!

"Beholding the infinite tasks of truth, we pause, -- wait on God. Then we push onward, until boundless thought walks enraptured, and conception unconfined is winged to reach the divine glory." Mary Baker Eddy - Science & Health Page 323:9