At this time it behooves us to pay close attention to what comes next. All is in flux. Stand up for what you believe. Each must look into our own heart of logic and reason. Spirit and mystery go hand in hand. Mastery of the mystery means letting go of all that is not our own choice. Actively seeking sublime elegance.
Our self is no different from those others sheltering from the storm.
What is to be done? I am so sick of hearing the numbers of DEAD.
Why do we keep shooting off our own foot?
Saturday, November 05, 2005
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
marthamcleod
We all must open our OWN eyes in this CON FUSION.
Clean out your ears; AMERICAN'S.
Listen too your OWN heart. FIND the GREAT HEARTBEAT of
OUR EARTH, ALLOW BEING.
BREATH OUT, my FRIENDS. THERE IS PEACE. THERE IS ORDER.
WE ARE THE EYES OF GOD.
Take that very seriously.
Clean out your ears; AMERICAN'S.
Listen too your OWN heart. FIND the GREAT HEARTBEAT of
OUR EARTH, ALLOW BEING.
BREATH OUT, my FRIENDS. THERE IS PEACE. THERE IS ORDER.
WE ARE THE EYES OF GOD.
Take that very seriously.
Thursday, September 01, 2005
marthamcleod
I want to say something about the culture being alive tonight. Words fail, no more thoughts. I am a painter usually that's what I can do. Somehow the image that comes to me after all the TERROR OF TODAY'S NEWS.
Several years ago{ Sept.1996} my first visit to New Orleans. Even though it was late we went down to the riverwalk to see the river. I remember this little family settling their children for the night on a parkbench. Somehow I knew then that I would sleep on a bench by the river myself before I would leave that city. And I did . And I'm glad. the other day I found a letter I had written at that time about New Orleans being the training ground for the future. little did I know.
Several years ago{ Sept.1996} my first visit to New Orleans. Even though it was late we went down to the riverwalk to see the river. I remember this little family settling their children for the night on a parkbench. Somehow I knew then that I would sleep on a bench by the river myself before I would leave that city. And I did . And I'm glad. the other day I found a letter I had written at that time about New Orleans being the training ground for the future. little did I know.
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Monday, August 29, 2005
Saturday, August 13, 2005
I must resume
Current events compel me to resume this venue of Blog.
What is to be done???? It is impossible to continue on this path of compliance by default. I search my own heart.
What is " a way " to bring a message to those who are so AFRAID to tell the truth. Even to themselves. THE EMPEROR WEARS NO CLOTHES < again. So what is to be DONE?????
STOP THE KILLING NOW......FIGHTING never gets us anywhere.......
What is to be done???? It is impossible to continue on this path of compliance by default. I search my own heart.
What is " a way " to bring a message to those who are so AFRAID to tell the truth. Even to themselves. THE EMPEROR WEARS NO CLOTHES < again. So what is to be DONE?????
STOP THE KILLING NOW......FIGHTING never gets us anywhere.......
Saturday, March 05, 2005
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