My Good Friday Tweet to the Pope

@Pontifex, Previous #GoodFriday, meat #animal’s were killed, as always. Watching People refuse meat on GF is loathsome. Tens of thousand of pounds of animal meat go to the trash to rot as it wasn’t eaten, so People may feel reverent and pure. Stop this atrocity please.

I sent the above tweet to Pope Francis today, after watching more than one person pick the meat out of their Chicken Salad and Chilli at a restaurant today to have it thrown away. Meat comes from slaughtered Animals. Animals which were killed just so we can refuse to eat their meat today and send it to the trash because it won’t last another day?

There is no Good Friday magic that happens. Meat rots on Good Friday as well as it does on any other day. What is the justification of killing tens of thousands of animals around the world just to throw their meat away on this day?

At least Twenty-Five Thousand people die from starvation each day, and we refuse to eat what is in front of us.

I am ashamed for us! We no longer live in the Middle Ages. If we did, for most of us, meat would be a rarity, not an everyday food. Let’s move Good Friday out of the dark and into the light.

Guide to a Better Life

I heard and read about a book, mentioned now and again, “A Course in Miracles”. I never read a lot about it, passing references. A few years ago, I found, “A Course in Miracles”, in a local bookstore (yes, we still have a few here), but it was way more than I wanted to pay for a [unknown] book. Especially a book that was more merely mentioned than written about. So I forgot about it as other ideas and things caught my interest.

As one of the laws of, “The Secret”, made itself apparent, I found, A Course in Miracles”, this week, in its original plastic wrapping for a whopping $3.49! Needless to say, I decided I could spend that little on the book, and if I didn’t like it, I would not feel bad about it. I found a surprise inside, it is the latest edition, lucky me. I must be ready for the information it holds.

A Course in Miracles, is a hidden gem of a book. Recommended reading if you want to improve your life.

The book is divided into three parts, Text, Workbook for Students, and Manual for Teachers. I started reading the Text portion, intending to follow up with , “Workbook for Students” section. After a few days reading the Text, I was hooked and decided I can read the, “Text” portion and complete the, “Workbook for Students”, section at the same time.

I have read some of the Text and completed the first two lessons. The, “Workbook for Students”, at least the first two lessons, which is all I have done so far, are intended to hit you in the forehead with a baseball bat. Anyone who has not gone through this process in a different setting, will be thrust into a challenging, new and exciting mindset, about the world in which we live.

Each lesson takes two one minute periods per day. I can’t speak to the rest of the lessons yet, but each objective in the first two lessons is straight forward, simple to understand, and simple to do. There is a warning or disclaimer before the first lesson, that some of the lessons may be something your disagree with and other warnings along this line. You are asked just to do the lessons as written, without agreeing with them or liking them. No one else is needed as I understand, so the lessons should be easy to complete, two minutes a day for a year, or longer if you like.

In short, the lessons are not to be a drain on your time, but may rock your world, so to speak. The first two lessons have rocked mine, already. I am already familiar with the first two lessons, so I thought they would be more an affirmation or reminder for me. Yet I found myself having new, almost foreign understandings of some past life events. I am not sure where this paradigm shift came from, as the first two lessons are not new for me, and are general, but they made radical changes in my seeing certain past and present life events all the same.

I am not sure my description of , Text, in, “A Course in Miracles” does the book justice, but I will give it a shot. I have only read a part of the Text so far, so my comments are only from that small part. The text, if read slowly and with thought, is very enlightening. I have learned in a few days reading the full circle of some of the things I am able to accomplish, which I won’t bore you with as they belong in a different setting.

Up until now, I was aware I accomplished these things, but lacked the understanding of why. Probably a poor analogy, but think of ‘discovering’ you are a natural athlete in a sport, but you never tried before. I feel like this in some areas of my life from past events that improved my life. Through some unknown process changes happened, but I could only a guess as to why, and the structure behind them.

In just a few short paragraphs during my browsing, the process is explained and those loose ends which I could only guess at, I now understand more fully, though not completely. Subjects are blocked out, and stay on subject with little sidelining. Much better than a talk I never made it though on, How Judges Think.

As of this post, after only two lessons, I recommend, if you find an affordable copy of this book, “A Course in Miracles”, and start reading and doing the lessons, your life change in ways you never imagined.

Creation, Evolution, or Intelligent Design

With Christmas fast approaching, perhaps it is time to reflect on how we got here, and where we are going? Probably not to Grandmothers house on a one horse open sleigh, or to the buffet for an all we can eat. Rather some thinking on what we think or believe about how human beings came about. I presented both sides in short paragraphs. What do you think about where we came from? Who’s right and who’s got it wrong?

How did we get here and where are we going? How you answer is important.

Biodiversity is more important to human survival than the numbers of humans that survive. Less than a century ago, antibiotics were thought of as the end all for infectious diseases. Today these same antibiotics in there original form are almost worthless. Now we are tinkering with genetics, because we ‘know’ we are more educated today. In the near future we will discover the same end result, only magnified by our tinkering.

An argument can be made that Buffalo created and maintained the Midwest plains area of our country. We killed most of the Buffalo, and put wheat, corn and cattle in their place, adding prodigious amounts of chemicals each year to the ecosystem, to keep the food chain producing, hoping for a future fix to cure the extensive damage we create today. All this in less than a few hundred years.

Most Human hardship is a direct result of human intervention and tinkering. We modified ‘primitive’ cultures, forcing them to abandon a lifestyle that kept ecosystems in balance for thousands of years. We created Frankenstein systems that can no longer support itself, all the while adding more humans to already overcrowded and starving populations, while we hope for a new ‘miracle cure’, to fix what we have created. We are out of miracles when it comes to our biosphere, and we need to come to terms with this.

All this and more

Something to ponder, whether you are a devout Christian or not. I was out walking the other day. Enjoying a beautiful morning walk in the sun. It was almost warm enough for shorts and a tee-shirt though the breeze was cool.

Birds were singing their songs and the breeze was softening people noises. My mind was wandering on the topics our minds are want to wander to in moments like this.

I stopped here, looking at this pond and the mountains behind. The pond itself isn’t really a lot to see by pond standards. Here in the desert however, it is magical. Songbirds, ducks, crows and other small animals, mostly rabbits, are seen around the pond from time to time.

Now that I paused and pondered, I wanted to take a picture of the scene. I thought it was a scene worthy of a picture on such a wonderful morning.

Framing the picture, I said silently inside my head, “Do you see this Jesus?”

A familiar voice replied inside my head, “I am all this”

Desert pond

Should we listen to the voices?

Understanding OOB and NDE Stories

There are people who are able through a normal means, meaning not drug induced, to travel to other worlds. There writings and oral telling’s of these events at times make even the most willing to believe they are real a little skeptical. Places and events are sometime close to a mix of fairy tales, science fiction, and other movie and pulp fiction genres.

Not expecting to hear them, it is easy to dismiss these stories as fantasy, day dreaming, or outright lies. To those who have read or heard them before some of the stories are hard to believe because they are so foreign to our understanding. I think I am able to help explain the diversity of stories, whether the story is an OOB (Out Of Body), or an NDE (Near Death Experience).

The first thought to keep in mind is these stories are based solely on the tellers experience. Plato’s Cave allegory may help for understanding. To understand Plato’s Cave (a modern version), imagine watching a movie in a theatre. If you are sitting somewhere in the center of a theatre you can see everyone between yourself and the movie screen. Looking backwards however your view is more limited because of the projectors light and the way the light is shining into tier eyes.

When it comes to explaining an OOB or NDE, think about the people in front of you in the theatre. People you can relate to because you can see them and you know they are people. The people behind you however are hard to see. You can not really tell if they are people, cardboard cutouts, or aliens from a different universe taking a break from their sight seeing here on earth.

When reading about or listening to someone’s story know they are filtering their experience through how they relate to it, and what they understand to be true. Their description makes sense to them on one or more levels. Or they can not find the right words for a better description. They are describing are the people in front of themselves in a theatre, even though they are talking about the people behind them. We live in a three dimensional world. We can imagine and understand the possibility of a two dimensional world because we can see and understand two dimension which is simpler then our three dimensional world.

We can also understand a one dimensional world. Going the other direction, it is beyond our thinking to imagine a world with more than three dimensions, different method of communication, no gravity, or different types of people or animals. Most of our stories whether they are a result of an OOB or NDE, are of worlds of three dimensions or less because we can understand a world like of these dimensions.

There may be unlimited worlds in existence of three dimensions, let alone all the other dimensions that are possibilities. Most of them we do not or can not access because of our own limitations in understanding. Generally there are three levels of worlds we usually access. A lower world, a middle world, and an upper world.

Some people are taught when they travel (as in an OOB) to go to a middle or lower world where there is a particular physical attribute or landmark. As they practice traveling, when they find this particular landmark, they know they are where they wanted to go. If a particular place or world is reached once, it becomes easier over time and repeated visits to go there again and again.

In these three levels exist (for practical purposes) an unlimited number of worlds that one can travel to. Being familiar with the blind men and the elephant story makes it easy to understand how the same place can have different descriptions. Three blind men all touch one elephant in three different places. When they describe what they understand about an elephant they each have different descriptions of the same animal. One describes the elephant as a snake, one as huge raised log, and the third as a huge tree with the trunk splitting into roots above the ground.

This is why it is so difficult to believe these stories we have all heard. One description is one way, the second another, and so on. Yet are the stories are valid from the perspective of the teller. Unless we choose to be someone who does not believe what they can not touch, smell, see, or taste, it is not real.

The next time you read about or hear one of these stories, try to see it through the tellers understanding. Seek to understand through the tellers perspective makes these types of stories easier to relate to. It also opens the possibility the story might be true.

It is always about Love

I recently finished a book named, Burro Genius, by Victor Villasenor. In itself this is an excellent book, and if you can get ahold of a copy of Burro Genius, I do not think you will be disappointed. Burro Genius is an autobiography of a child’s (Mr. Villasenor) struggle to hold on to what he believes is true in the face of adversity by people who want him to believe untruths and go against everything he was told and believes . The struggles of a little boy are carried into his teen years and beyond.

The reason I mention Burro Genius is Mr. Villasenor in his book, reminds me there is more to our lives than the mundane. He also makes it clear that standing alone on our side of the line in the dirt does not mean we are wrong or we are standing alone.

There are other stories of creation that are as valid as yours or mine. God speaks to us continuously. We all can hear what God has to say if we are quiet, patient, and open to listening. Occasionally, when it is important to God, the message arrives via a stronger messenger and then we hear.

I have been interested in the occult and paranormal. My interest started because I had parents of different religions, and little slices of life memories of before I came here. That was pretty heady stuff for a small child to make sense of. One parent going to hell even though they both believed in God, and making sense of memories that did not happen on this earth or in this world for that matter.

I rarely talked about or asked about my memories of before here when I was a child, and when I did, it was as if a curtain came down between myself and whatever adult I was speaking too. My parents differing religions were the same way with no one neutral on the subject. Needless to say, the two ‘imaginary’ (adult) people in my back yard, and my occasional visions were something I never brought up. By the time I was eight or nine, I had my secrets and I kept them.

When someone going door to door decides I am a good candidate for conversion from heathenism (not being of their church) to the light of their religion, all goes well for a short while. Then I have to ask: When exactly does our eternal life begin? If we love one another and try to do the right thing are we bad people? Did our eternal life started eons ago, and we are not aware of it because it is not Gods will we should be more aware? These questions pretty much stop all discussion. In no time these people of God quickly think of reasons why they need to leave – in mid discussion.

We it comes to our beliefs, we can only know what we know. What we know is only real for us. If someone uses different words or phrases it does not make what they say and think untrue. It only makes their perception and verbiage different than our own.

Many of us see ourselves and our family here on this earth with everything else not part of us.  Everything mystical, religious or paranormal is not of the world we have created unless it is in that little slice of time we go to church in. Eternal life starts when they were born. Eternity is what follows. This is their only chance to determine where they will spend eternity.

Such a tidy way of making sense of life and religion. Anything that does not fall in that narrow depiction of how the spiritual side of life works, is either to be ignored or feared. God no longer speaks, and Evil is winning the war of good and evil. If it doesn’t happen in the Sunday service, it isn’t real. They make a pill for that don’t they?

Speaking of pills for that, I read the other day, if you are an adult past forty and have feelings of immense gratitude, or sadness, this is an abnormal condition. There now is indeed a pill for that. I have issue with the definition of ‘abnormal condition’. Seems to me the people defining abnormal conditions are mundane, and have never witnessed any mystical experiences, how can they determine what someone who may have should feel? Then there is rule 2. If it isn’t part of church on Sunday, it is not real. If it is real, it is surely evil incarnate.

It is not my place nor my intention to challenge your belief system. Your beliefs have been with you your whole life. To you they are as comfortable as say being under your blankets on a cold night. I will suggest however that maybe everything you believe to be true is not the complete truth?

Many of us are explorers of one type or another. Some conquer mountain tops, others the sea floor. Most of us explorers partake in physical pursuits. A few explorers however explore possibilities. They travel inward and outward at times leaving their bodies in a safe place as they travel and explore. They catch glimpses other truths, and experience other worldly events.

Over your lifetime there are experiences or events you pretend are not what they were. Those things do not happen.  But they did, and they do not fit anything you knew before or after. These memories live right under the surface of our thoughts. Visions, sights, sounds, waking or sleeping dreams. We all have experiences we may have never shared with another person.

Why are we so quiet about these experiences we  won’t admit may be true? Is it because they are uncomfortable and do not fit nicely in our world. Are we afraid of what others may think of us? Mr. Villasenor found his answers, and he found his truths. He may explain some things a little differently, and that is ok. It is hard to find fault with an angry little boy cum young man, who found his way to became a caring human being who knows there is more to the world, than a few hours on a Sunday.