Sunday, 28 June 2020 19:34

All That We Are Not

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The below is from a book written by Mark Nepo titled The Book of Awakening. Mark is a cancer survivor and has a perspective like so many of us who have been through hell only to emerge stronger and better in some way. His book has daily bits of wisdom that he lovingly shares with the reader. This entry on June 28th is so on point as each and every one of us is here to be chiseled upon as we grow and evolve. Our trials and tribulations are not random, although it may seem as such.

June 28th

All That We are Not

Discernment is a process of letting go of what we are not.

Father Thomas Keating

“I can easily over-identify with my emotions and roles, becoming what I feel: I am angry… I am divorced… I am depressed… I am nothing but my confusion and my sadness…

 

“No matter how we feel in any one moment, we are not just our feelings, our roles, our traumas, our prescription of values, or our obligations or ambitions. It is so easy to define ourselves or our obligations or ambitions. It is so easy to define ourselves by the moment of struggle we are wrestling with. It is a very human way, to be consumed by what moves through us.

 

“In contrast, I often think of how Michelangelo sculpted, how he saw the sculpture waiting, already complete, in the uncut stone. He would often say that his job was to carve away the excess freeing the thing of beauty just waiting to be released.

 

“It helps me to think of spiritual discernment in this way. Facing ourselves, uncovering the meaning in our hard experiences, the entire work of consciousness speaks to a process by which we sculpt away the excess, all that we are not; finding and releasing the gesture of soul that is already waiting, complete, within us. Self-actualization is the process applied to our life on Earth. The many ways we suffer, both inwardly and outwardly, are the chisels of God freeing the thing of beauty that we have carried within since birth.”

Our time here has meaning in ways we may understand and in ways that we haven’t conceived just yet. Maybe the quote from Sogyal Rinpoche, The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying shared by an acquaintance can add some perspective:

“Without any real or authentic faith in the afterlife, most people live lives deprived of any ultimate meaning.”

In imploring you as I have over the past eleven years to Know There is More, understand the More I refer to, is so much more than even I can conceive. We are certainly more that our pain and the forces that are so intent on dividing us from each other. Yet still, our pain and the turmoil in the world today do have a purpose of a sort; they provide a rocky and slippery slope for us to plant our feet, take a stand and endeavor to be part of the solution instead of part of the problem. Even more to point, it is in this stance, we not only find our moral strength, we further evolve toward “the thing of beauty we have carried within since birth.”

In Knowing There is More, appreciate it goes beyond understanding each of us is more similar to one another than not. Recognize that we are the same, part of a greater whole. We are all on the same path, just at different points along the path. What does this mean you may ask? For one, we are eternal; Quinton showed me this, as have all those who have shared with me their experiences of their transitioned loved ones connecting with them. This is what Sogyal Rinpoche’s quote above refers to. Second, all that we allow ourselves to be divided by (color, race, sexuality, political party, religion and the list goes on), none of it exists when we go home; none of it really matters. As we each grow and evolve, we see the truth and realize the drama of trying to make us fear one another is a lie.

Can we solve and conditions that have plagued human kind since inception? No, but we can take a stand as individuals working together to make progress toward that goal.

Peace and Love unto you,

Quinton’s Dad

 

Saturday, 27 June 2020 10:35

It is 5:30 in the Morning

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It is 5:30 in the morning in the valley of the sun. Folks get up early in the summer to enjoy more reasonable temperatures. It is 5:30 in the morning, and many want to connect, ever so briefly, in these challenging times. The covid-19 pandemic has isolated us and maybe the chickens may finally be coming home to roost regarding the racism interwoven into the foundation of this great nation. Together, these two issues and more have divided us – but still, we want to connect.

I am one of them, craving that brief smile and hearty hello. When I do walk, I greet nearly everyone that crosses my path while giving them a wide covid-19 – 6 foot or more distance. More often than not, those I see acknowledge me first, as was the case on the first day of summer, June 20th as forest and high desert fires raged on the eastern horizon. The sun rose behind a wall of smoke, casting the dawn in a fiery red glow. A man approached, asking if I had noticed it as he walked East and I West. Yes, it was a glorious morning. Another approached with her dog. Good Morning I called out from across the street. She greeted me the same and wondered out loud why everyone wasn’t up to enjoy such a glorious morning before the desert heat descended upon the valley. I wished her well and left her with a hearty “God Bless You”! She smiled even more broadly as the blessing touched her and blessed me as well.

We are good people and we just want to connect in fellowship.

Peace,

Thursday, 26 March 2020 14:51

Here We Stand!

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Well, here we are, in a unique situation. We have been through hell and now, here we stand. We stand resolute and strong. We are strong in the Knowledge that we are eternal. We know this because our children show this with their amazing visits and signs. There are no accidents and this isn’t an accident either.

Over the years I have said on numerous occasions, “Once you understand, once you get there by owning the Knowledge, you have a sacred Responsibility to help others get there too.” And now, here we are in a dire time, where our perspective is needed.

Last week, I sat in on a webinar put on by my employer, about the virus covid-19. The whole point of the virus was to help all the employees from a psychological perspective of grieving their loss of normalcy. During this webinar it struck me, the tools and processes being presented reminded me of the initial stages of getting acquainted with a new normal after Quinton transitioned. What further dawned on me was that much of our population was at a loss of what to do and even possibly, who they are without their routines and titles.

We know all about this, don’t we? This is adversity; there will be pain, discomfort and hardship. As we know, after the initial woe is me mindset, something quite magical is possible like the Phoenix rising out of the ashes. Some may call it the silver lining or in our case, the Collateral Beauty. It is already becoming evident as some begin to wake up to what needs to be done. Maybe some more are waking up to deciding to be part of the solution, as opposed to part of the problem. Can it be so simple and far reaching? After going through Hell and emerging better for it, the answer is yes.

Collectively and on some level, we signed up for this and in some way it is for our betterment. Suddenly, there is a clearer focus on what is important – our family, our friends and how we may be of service to those less fortunate than ourselves. Seeing the impact of a smile, a kind word, encouragement, acknowledgement and listening – the impact of being present with someone, even if for a moment is tangible. We are all in this together. Realization of this simple fact is part of the Silver Lining. We allow ourselves to be separated by so very many descriptors, but a situation such as covid-19 wipes away many of the labels we allow to divide us.

Transitioning away from a physical form to a non-physical form, this too wipes away the labels we allow to divide us, as it is the same for all. We are all the same. We are all human beings or maybe more to the point; we are indeed spiritual beings having a human experience. So what are we to learn from this human experience, individually? I truly believe we don’t need to consider the macro-view, because that is beyond our control, at least initially. What are we to learn as an individual? I can think of no better opportunity to focus on this.

Life is an opportunity, an opportunity we all signed up for. Let’s make the most of this, grow from it and help others cope and even grow as well by sharing what we know.

Namaste,

Tuesday, 31 December 2019 13:38

A Gift From Quinton

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The year 2020 is upon us and I would like to start the New Year with a gift from Quinton, after all, the time seems absolutely perfect. He set us upon a new path, a journey to a new land with a different view of humanity.

First, there was the survival mode, with the revelation that all of us are eternal. And some might argue this first point with me, but it is true nevertheless.  His signs and visits demonstrated, even to me in the early stages of heavy grief, that he was and is still alive.  This remains hugely important.  The piercing of my consciousness with little if any exposure to organized religion, that he was alive after shedding his earthly body.  To come to this conclusion so soon after he transitioned was surely a blessing.  The reading and conversations with so many afterward drove home the simple fact, not only was it normal to be alive after shedding our earthly bodies, it was normal for everybody – period.  This new found knowledge and realization, the gift if you will, only deepens from there.

Next, I discovered all the manner of ways we divide ourselves, how we separate ourselves from one another is illusion; this separation is human-made and not real. I am most certain some would argue this point and argue it vociferously.  I get it.  I see the news, although I try not to, and at times I sense the separation, but all of it is still false.  You see, Spirit has no color.  Let’s just start with that.  No matter the color of our skin or our ethnic background, whether Black, Yellow, Red, Brown or White – we take none of that when we shed our earthly bodies.  We take our experiences and how we related with and treated others, but not our color.  Our color means absolutely nothing.  The same is true for our sex and sexuality.  The same is true for our political party and our religion.  The same is true if we are rich or poor in earthly terms; we don’t take that with us either.  And so on.  All that we use to divide us from one another is meaningless as Spirit.  This is what I learned in the years of reading on a quest for knowledge to begin to get my arms around how Quinton was able to send my signs, to visit me and on occasion for me to hear / sense his whispers.  I learned all of this in a quest to understand, why I didn’t know any of it was even possible.  This is Quinton’s gift.  Pretty incredible isn’t it?

The timing is yet again, perfect to share this gift with you, with 2020 upon us as our human made systems rub our noses in discord and divisiveness. Let this gift sink in.  There is no color; let’s remove that category as a way to divide ourselves as we are all spiritual beings having a human experience.  In having a human experience we learn a myriad of lessons, each different from the next.  We cannot possibly fathom how it all works when viewing what seems like chaos, but when we examine our own lives quietly and privately, we do see our own lessons – if we are honest – with ourselves.  Now, replace the word “color” with any and all other categories we allow others to divide us.  The point is the same.

We can rail against the injustice of it all now and throughout history, but still, we are the same. We are Spiritual beings here on planet Earth, learning a myriad of lessons as human beings.  We learn Love, Forgiveness, Grace, Peace, Tolerance, Patience, Fortitude, Gentleness, Strength and on and on and on.  We may learn that as we look into another’s eyes, we are looking into our own.  We may even discover Forgiveness when looking into the eyes of another and seeing ourselves looking back.

This is Quinton’s gift to me. It is broad and deep, but my lessons remain as make slow and tortuous progress toward mastering them.  I dare say, maybe the same applies to you.  Those of the dogma claim we are all born in sin, but I sincerely think the meaning is, we are all born with lessons to learn as we evolve to be more divine.

In accepting Quinton’s Gift, let us endeavor to reduce the ways in which we keep ourselves separate for one another.

With much love,

Quinton’s Dad

 

Friday, 27 December 2019 11:04

The Voice

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I remember after reading seemingly dozens of books on signs, reincarnation, and life between lives – when I finally began reading the Gospels of the New Testament. A dear friend and angel in my life told me, with tears in his eyes to read it and to start with the Gospel of John. And so I did.

I’m not sure how far I was into my reading of the red print, when on early morning a voice woke me up around 3:00 a.m. in the morning. This voice was like the voice that told me when I was single and twenty-seven years old, “You will be a good Dad”.  For the sake of not offending anyone or giving anybody the impression that I may believe God was talking directly to me, I will just say, that voice speaking to me on both these occasions wasn’t mine.  On both occasions, that voice came from someone else.

The voice spoke very briefly in its pointed clarity, and it spoke directly about one verse that I had known of for years, even though I had not gone to church very much at all, and had never read the Gospels. The verse is Matthew 5:39 “If someone slaps you on the right cheek, offer the other cheek also.” (NLT Study Bible)   This is the one verse I had heard spoken of throughout my life and candidly, it made my blood boil. What do you mean if somebody strikes me on my cheek, I am supposed to turn the other?, I would ask in my mind. Oh no, in my imaginary conversation, you strike me and I will strike you right back.  That voice, around 3:00 in the morning, a mere two years or so after Quinton transitioned explained it in a way so I could understand.

The voice explained, more in a feeling than words, the turning of the other cheek is about being okay or at peace with yourself – and I understood. The voice shared a feeling of being so very much at peace with myself and the world at large with all its pain and suffering, so that when struck in the cheek the only natural reaction was love and response, “Brother, what is wrong?”  And I understood it!  Turning the other check had nothing to do with being taken advantage of or subjugated in some way. 

On one hand, I can say “How funny that this message came to me,” or simply “what a coincidence this message came to me,” as much of my life I have struggled to find that peace, a peace through and through. I have box checked with the best of them, in pursuit of peace and in pursuit of meaning.  I have thrashed and flailed about at the feeling of being less than and now all these years later, I am still quite capable of doing the same. And so, yet again, I remember the voice and its message.  To be so at Peace, to be so OK with myself, that I am Love always, no matter the circumstance. That is right, no matter the circumstance.  Ironically, when I see myself in the eyes of others, often this is just what I see.  This is especially true when I see myself in the gaze of my grandchildren.

Does this make sense? I ask, because our language is so limited in expressing adequately, experiences like this.  And as it goes, trying to do so is probably and as usually, more for me than you.  Most anything I say I have come to realize is just as much for me than the person I am speaking to or who may be reading something I wrote.  Naturally, how could it not, this all goes back to Quinton who showed us in no uncertain terms, all of us are eternal, and in being eternal all of us are on the same path, but at different points on that very same path.

My wish is to be at Peace and to be OK with myself more often. My wish for you is the same.

Namaste,

 

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