January Prayer – May we appreciate and remember today this food and remember those who are hungry. May we appreciate our family and friends and remember those who are alone. May we appreciate our health and remember those who are sick. May we appreciate the freedoms we have and 1remember those who suffer injustice and tyranny. Peace on Earth. – A Buddhist Blessing for Food.
Soul loss stems from child abuse, and we are all from the scar clan – the brighter the light, the deeper the shadow. The balance of be/do. The important lesson of solitude, which January has taught me – I am being with living my life and following my destiny. I have been alone since November relearning how to take loving care of myself, and to keep adjusting my attitude from hopelessness to what has heart and meaning. Acceptance and willingness are the two keys out of the bondage of self. Elder hood is seeing the world as it is, not how I “want” it to be. Self love is the key – remembering that I am of the earth – holy, and to see the world with the clarity of the eagle, the wisdom of the buffalo, the humor of clown of the south and the introspection of the west – the bear. Walking in balance is seeking the middle and avoiding the extremes of good/bad, right/wrong, win/lose and all or nothing thinking. I am starting my “in person” seven week class on the “Teachings of the 12 steps and the Red Road – Winter to spring. ” on February 1st, Thursday evenings from 7 p.m. – till 8:30p.m. The seven week class leads in to our spring equinox sweat lodge. Ceremony is 90% preparation.
January is a time to reflect on the past and glean those gifts that bring us into the new year – the snow queen who sees only death and destruction. Stinking thinking is tracking my thoughts and “repenting” or correcting my course each day which is the only thing I have choice – following what has hear
my class is open to 12 “in person” participants. For two years, I have been using Zoom, which in its own way has been a teacher, but zoom lacks the person to person contact which only comes from the willingness to go to any length, and suit up and show up. Spring brings us hope of the never ending cycles of birth, death and rebirth – what am I creating today? The creative fires of the east – each day a new beginning – each breath I take in Love and breath out fear. Maybe make this a podcast with help from my tech community.