Power

Recently, my wife and I were babysitting our two local grandchildren. Their family lives near a very active train yard and we’re pretty used to all of its noises. The screeching of rail car wheels against the tracks and the loud slamming and banging of train cars being coupled. And, all of the whistles.

But, what we heard last Wednesday went far beyond any of these sounds. It was as if every train car in the yard had suddenly been picked up and smashed into one another in some kind of massive train wreck.

It turns out, it wasn’t trains we heard, it was the wind. It howled and shook the house. It destroyed trees, pulling some enormous giants out by their roots and simply tossing them aside.

The devastation was mind blowing and widespread.

And, of course, the power went out. Went out and stayed out.

Once my wife and I were home it was time to go into action. Time to find all of the flashlights and candles and get out extra blankets for us, plus one for my 96-year-old mom, who stayed with us. Of course, there was one more important thing to remember, don’t open the refrigerator door!

You probably have your own tales to tell about power outages, so you know how the story goes. No heat, no food, no light, no TV or computer. And for us, no cell phone, since we don’t have a car charger.

No communication with the outside world.

Powerless.

The part of me that wasn’t feeling sorry for myself understood this is the way vast portions of the world’s population feel every single day of their lives.

I don’t mean being without electricity, although there are many who exist this way. I mean feeling powerless to have the kind of life they want, for themselves and for their families. Powerless, with no real prospect for that to change. Powerless, and probably, hopeless.

I thought of all the people whose whole world falls apart due to some calamity. Some outside or inside force that shatters their lives.

I thought of those who deal with disease or oppression or racial injustice or malnutrition. The list goes on and on.

I thought, what is my powerlessness compared to theirs?

You might be wondering, what is the message of inspiration here?

Well, part of the answer is found in knowing how our electricity was restored. PEOPLE. Humans reconnecting wires and reestablishing a path for the power to travel.

People working together we are capable of incredible things. We’ve been able to reach out and touch the moon and beyond. We’ve discovered new medicines, saved rain forests, created new ways to harness energy. This list goes on and on too.

People working together we can do amazing things. Perhaps we can even offer hope to the powerless. No doubt, there are a million ways to do this.

Choosing just one can make a difference.

We all can make a difference.

We don’t have to cure everything in the world. But, imagine if one million people did one thing to help restore power.

That too would be mind blowing.

Expectations

I still find it upsetting when my expectations are not met. It doesn’t seem to matter what size they are, the unsatisfied feelings I get are pretty much the same. Some part of me knows there is a wealth of value in every experience of my life, but, when I’m in the moment, I often can’t see that.

Here’s a real-life example.

Despite all of my best efforts, my first website post wasn’t visible on Sunday, October 4, 2020 at 7:30am as I’d promised and I’d expected.

I confess, I panicked. I sat in front of my computer, frustrated, unhappy and frankly more than a little angry. And, I had no idea how to fix the problem. I believe I might even have said a bad word or two. Okay, I did say a bad word of two.

Even though I eventually found a work-around, I realized I had many more changes that needed to be made so that you could navigate more easily. And, so that you can share your comments and read those which others have written. I’m still working on these.

Looking back, I understand that I reacted very emotionally. Nothing specifically wrong with that, after all, I am human. But, were my reactions helpful and what might have served be better?

Well for one thing, I could have stopped and allowed myself to sit in stillness. I could have breathed in and out slowly until my emotions came to a halt. And, I could have allowed a part of me to stand at a distance and observe what was going on inside of me. From this place I could have acknowledged my feelings, encouraged them to speak to me and embraced them. If I had, I might have understood what was beneath the surface. I might have realized that each feeling came to serve me and offer me a message.

Many years ago, my wonderful friend and Unity minister, Jim Fuller, shared in one of his sermons that it is very important to ‘feel your feelings’. This idea was a foreign concept to me and had not been a part of my cultural training. And yet, I sensed how significant and necessary it could be for me.

So, I began expressing my feelings in a daily journal. It’s been almost six years and I’m still writing every day and discovering truths hidden beneath the surface.

And now, back to my opening paragraph about my unmet expectations. When I stood still and gently breathed in and out and let my intense emotions drain away, I found that my fear of failure sat directly on top of me. Fear that I could not manage the technology necessary to communicate with you. Fear, that despite my deep desire, I could not keep my promises to you and share my thoughts based on when I said I would.

So, I turned to Lia, one of my names for (god), which stands for ‘love in action’, and asked for her wisdom.

She reminded me of a simple, yet powerful message she’s offered me in the past, “just show love”. These words sunk into me and allowed the power of my expectations, and the fears underneath them, to fade away, replaced by a marvelous sense of love.

I hope to remember this wisdom sooner next time.

Welcome

I am so happy you’ve arrived. It is my greatest desire that your being here will brighten your world, open your heart and offer you an opportunity to transform your life to whatever extent you desire.

It seems that we all establish boundaries for ourselves. Here’s a chance for you to extend them and create open space, to grow and to reveal the truth that lies within you.

My aim is to build a community together. A sacred space where it is safe to open your heart and feel free to say whatever needs expression in you or to ask any questions you have. A community where there is hope and inspiration which is practical and useful in your life.

My intention is to create a new post each Sunday. I encourage you to consider reading and responding with your thoughts, experiences and questions. I see this as a way for us to get to know each other and have a relationship. I will read all of what you write and then share my collective response each Thursday.

I realize we all face obstacles and challenges and this seems especially true in our current environment. We may feel a sense of separation, even isolation. We may feel (god) is not very present in our lives or that we can not accept the way the world works and how unfair life can feel. Our attention may be pulled in too many directions, causing us to feel overwhelmed and anxious. We may even feel that we have no real control over anything. This is a hard place to live from, BUT, it is also important to realize there is always hope and we can offer each other comfort, support and love.

I want to share with you my belief that we always have a choice. I believe we are directly and deeply connected to our source, our spirit. You can insert whatever name you use or that feels right to you, for now I’ll use (god).

I believe one of the reasons I am here on earth is to share my love and offer what has been revealed to me through my conversations with (god). One resource for this is my book, talking with (god), which is dedicated to providing insight, both mine and that of many others. It also provides a simple, practical process to help readers create or enhance their relationship with (god). For more information about this, please open the BOOKS page on this website.

And there is this blog. It too is a part of why I am here. I want to provide you with a respite and a few moments of quiet time, with a chance to breath in and out and slooowwww down.  I want you to have an opportunity to shift your focus and to take in some spiritual nourishment. And beyond that, time to go inside yourself and see how deep you truly are. And then, if you choose it, to speak the truth you find, sharing it with us, your sacred community.

Thank you for choosing to come along on this divine journey with me.