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| To Whom It May Concern, | ||
| This informal letter is an attempt at covering, and answering several emails that I have received, and meant to convey a deeper understanding of my thoughts and intentions.
Things About Me: I love my privacy. I love seclusion. I love the peace and quiet of the middle of the woods where only my own thoughts have chance of intrusion. I love the sounds and the "flow of life" I find deep in a forest. You won't find me in suit and tie, nor showing up anywhere special for pomp and circumstance, count me out. You might find me barefooted and in jeans, walking paths little traveled, sitting before a mountain waterfalls, doing nothing at all...using my walking stick, my staff, to turn over yet another rock. You may find me lost deep in books, several books at a time, following ideas and stories, that lead me to questions I haven't thought to ask yet. You may puzzle over my expression of the next book "I Feel" within myself, that might just "bring it all together", and my lagging inability to transform all that energy into words on paper. So only pieces make it to an article or poem. I watch my daughter grow each day, becoming a being I can only describe as "Breathless Refreshment". I home school her, yet, I don't teach her...she teaches me. I think that children should not be taught anything. We serve only as their guides...to keep them out of the bounds of troubles that they might encounter at the edges of discovery, yet, they already know what they came here to learn...and they learn very well, perhaps, they remember, easily. If there are teachers, it is them, not us. We've had to learn by "experiencing" things we "were taught". Whether taught and followed or taught and discarded. I am amazed to be in the company of a woman that inspires me when I've given in to feelings of "what's the point anyway", [whose listening?...she responds], "I Am", and "so is your daughter". And more and more, others. I am amazed by the mail I receive from all over the world, in response to what I may have written, or what I've passed onward, "something's" that made some kind of difference. I've sat and cried, me, while reading some of the letters from those who took the time out of their day to offer a part of themselves, in the many ways that they do. I've sat and laughed, been uplifted...I've never sought out praise, or even acceptance for that matter. I have felt like Neale in "Conversations With God", when the woman walks up to him at a book signing, and asked where God was when her child had died. What can you say? The only way to respond is "to feel"...empathy. He expressed to her what came to mind at the time, and "it mattered". He said later, outside the signing, he asked rather, "where did that come from"? It came from "going there", to "the feeling", which is where the woman was...and in that "coming together", the answer came; understanding. I rarely answer letters cut and dry. What people are saying matters to me, a lot. I try to respond the same way I would if they were sitting on my patio out back. We would be laughing, and crying, and learning, and expressing many things. We would "be experiencing" our friendship, our family-ship, our connections. Do you want to know me? I would love to know you. I don't care who you are or what you do. In other words...I don't care if you're a Doctor, Lawyer or Indian Chief. I don't care if you're "worth" a billion dollars or you owe it. I don't care if you live in a mansion or in a box. I don't care if you're popular - "of position" of any kind, or if you do well to be friends with yourself. What I do care about is, are you someone who is just yourself? And even if you're not, that you're trying to be more of yourself. There's a saying that goes something like this: "if we can get drunk together in my living room and go away content, we can come to know each other". Maybe that's not a good example. What that means is, if we can find a place where we can laugh, cut-up, cry, joke, imagine, dream; "be human" together, allowing our defenses to come down, and it's ok...it's really ok...to be ourselves...then, then we can be friends...we can become more than just ourselves...we become "family". We are no longer pretending. The masks disappear. I find myself writing, reading, reflecting...I find myself passing along things that will, hopefully, be of benefit to another...not because it will, but because it did for me. If it doesn't resonate with me first, vibrate, then how could it do so for another, at least where we would find communication on some deeper levels. Too much is passed along that serves no purpose. I won't sit in judgment of what you believe, or see or comprehend. I will however sit and listen. If I offer anything it is only to help you continue your thought, and it's expression. I will help you see, if you wish, how you're looking at something, by your own communicating of it, and if you allow, I will open up your vision to bigger possibilities that you may not yet see. It will not be me who shows you what would be pointed out, but your own vision shown to itself... If you offer a problem, what you see as a problem, I can not help you. No one can. I can not see such a vision for you. I do not see problems inasmuch as I see past the "block" you bring. There are no problems...not even one. What you would call a problem, to me, is but "your solution". If you don't have this thing you call a problem, then what? Your WILL BE DONE? ! Change this "thing" to it's proper name...."Solution". Turn it around. What's my/your problem? said better as, "what's my/your solution". A problem, since you believe such a thing, is but a blockage of the "flow" of energy. What is a solution anyway? "The solving". What is solving? Do you really need me to break this down for you...... Solve, to remove what is not my WILL. Solve, by code...."so l(i)ve"..."So I Live", "so l(o)ve"... To "Re-Solve"...to do what had been done, again. To "bring Love To Life"..."to live love". "To Love Again", "To Bring Back To Life". Why would you bring me "the dead" to revive? Are you not here for this? Raise the dead yourself...resolve, solve, bring back life and love to that which was, the thing you would have Willed. Problem? "My God -Man...remember who you are!!!!!!!" I can not sit and listen to you express (but once), how sick you are, or that you have "this affliction", or "that one"...repeatedly. Isn't being sick or with illness and ailment simply that of "no light", at least in the area affected? Light is but information, Love is but the completing of information. All true information directs completely towards Love. Love is the sum total, the completion. I can only see you as whole and complete. I realize, for myself, that what we manifest is what we focus on, and what we believe. Our words and thoughts create. By awareness or because awareness was not present, a darkness came to the region. Where we see disease, there is only a blocking of information. New information, new focus, new awareness dissolves. Light brings awareness. The dark, or illness can not exist. So, in this thinking, I can not bring myself to agree with you should you mention "what ails you". I believe it is impossible for you to be anything but whole...well. I will send you love, to the completeness of you, and into each cell, and into any darkness that seems to be found...but I can not believe what you would have me believe in your repeating yourself. I will only smile back at you...knowing. This is not ignoring you, not at all...I have complete empathy. That being said, I am still no different than you. I, as flesh, hurt, cry, dream, hope, respond, think, wish, believe, disbelieve, am found and lost, build up, tear down, become, leave behind. If it helps, I've made enough mistakes for all of us, so it seems sometimes. But, as you, little by little, as I focus, things get better, even though they seem worse at times. I experience the things you do...but choose to, as much as possible, to think more about the things I have given thought to; the things that would have me be separated, and powerless. And I choose to think differently. I need more fresh air, to eat better, to experience more possibilities. As a human, I realize my flaws and shortcomings, but I try and refuse to see yours. I would rather see your laughter, your visions, your possibilities. I think we all want peace and love and laughter and beauty to abound. I think we want to celebrate life, and living and creating. I think we really wish to Will Ourselves Whole. I'll do the best I can with what I have, where I am. That's all you can do as well. And maybe, in this doing, we can come together, where it is possible, to do it together, better. And through this, perhaps decide to WILL what we came TO DO.
Intentional Community -
There's a lot of resources online that can tell you what an intentional community is, and what it's not...but in no way be able to explain the "experience", without taking you there. I have had this vision for as long as I can remember, in one form or another. I seem to be pulled back to it when I would attempt to let it go. It was just "too big", "too involved", "too incredible". I read everything I could about "communities". There are communities the world over, each different, and each having a "glue" of underlying connection, that held it together; that made it work. There was a "common thread". Intentional Communities are "self-governing". It is by "consensus". This meaning that, we govern ourselves. There is no positions of power and control. Things are discussed by everyone and decided on. If even one is negatively affected by something, it's going to be modified or shelved. If one suffers, all suffer. If one triumphs, we all do. Community is "Living Cooperation". Read more about what I.C's are and aren't, as well as see many listings for various communities at: IC.ORG. "Do What You Will, Harm None"...is the only law. First, with the single person, then with the unit, or family, and then with the community...and one community begets another. Maybe expanded this should be "Do All You Can So All Are Helped To be Whole & Complete". We change the world by "living the change"...being examples. Not a model held up as the way to go. Not as some foundation of change. Not as a place of teaching. Not another form of intention that amounts to talk and little else. We show example by being ourselves in the fullest sense...and creating out of that the place where we feel inspired and alive to do just that. You don't build a country or an intentional community by simply forming and then telling that "we have the best idea ever, change to be like us". We change ourselves, by taking off the chains of our own possibilities and simply "living as ourselves". Born out of that comes too many incredible possibilities to even imagine. And when others see that...they will be drawn to wanting to be like that too...themselves, in the real sense. And in being drawn, they bring with them more incredible possibilities. I named my vision the "Essence of Eden". What is our concept of Eden? Well, I think it's of, "creating". Where we have a place of beauty, beauty that we just "let be". A place where we learn (perhaps - "relearn"), the essence of what nature has been teaching us all along. Everything in nature works together for the well being of all else. Nature serves itself by serving each other. Our nature then, is to serve all others. In this serving, all of our own needs are immediately fulfilled. Of course, someone with a vision and absolutely no cash or connections comes along everyday. I'm one. I didn't care however, that wasn't going to stop me. This idea was worth trying, and I did do that. I watched for land that would work, that could become what it already was. I painted the vision for those who would listen, showed how it could be paid for with it's own resources, producing it's own purchase and evolution. The vision was well accepted, however, usually those controlling the property needed cash. I sent out the call to whom I knew, but it didn't come about, yet. I had put myself fully into this several times...completely into this idea...and yeah, when it came to nothing, I came face to face with, myself. My baby was stillborn...and it hurt. But I'd heal up, take a minute, and think it through again. The universe had my request, knew my intent...all I had to do is believe it already as so. While what I explain here may lead you to believe it would turn into some vacation getaway, day spa, secluded, only for the select.....STOP. First and foremost, it is a place where a group of "like minded" people can come together and live with a better idea. It is a place of learning and growing. It would be a place that was in a constant state of "living change" - Growth. (used w/o permission - example only - from an intentional community site - unknown) Imagine, from the moment you walk in...the grounds open up into what could only be Eden. Flowers, fruit trees, gardens of every kind...water-falls and fountains, small streams winding throughout the property. Walks and paths grow throughout the place, arriving at benches, and places for quiet meditation, reflection.
Let me put it like this: I sit here on this stump, looking out over the backyard, birds singing, a slight breeze, half glazing my eyes in thoughts, imagining things I desire to "come forth". By creating these bodies of flesh, WE, were able to experience what we created, and since we deciding to NOT KNOW, how we did it, so perfectly...so complete...we wanted to see how IT works, and because we were completely aware of all things in love, our light, our knowing, was not brought along to this body of flesh. We wanted to figure IT out...that is, we wanted to "figure it out" with NO TIME limits, no rush, no judgments, no losers, you can't play this game wrong kind of thing. ENJOY IT. IT, why that's "EXPERIENCING" This Body Coming To Know Itself. Yes, Eden Lives. This place, look at the trees, the undergrowth; see all the shades of green, the colors of life drawing you in, as you discover, IT breathes when you do. The scene seems to vibrate; the sounds of birds speaking of our presence; the squirrels stopping long enough to see it's only us, sounding a welcoming with his mouth full of treats. As we look over here you can see some of the others working on constructing a cob house for the growing family here. See everyone laughing, playing, working together in something that has real meaning, look at their faces, covered with mud as they are, you see that "look"...contentment...the soul shining through. It's a place where people - single people and families come "to live". They share in the things going on here. They come to heal, or to say, to know they are already whole. They come to live a different way. There is no status here...from the children playing and learning, to the elderly, sharing their stories, their wisdom...not one less important, no one more important. You want to know me, get over there in that mud and mix up some cob so we can help each other build our housing, our abodes, our gathering places...built in our sweat, our blood, our laughter, our tears, our triumphs. Let your "real state of being" come forth. Join me around the campfires while we sing, and play, and dance, and celebrate. Join me in our meditations and activities that "come out of being"...determined as we go. Join me in learning, and in teaching, and never knowing which it is we are doing. Do you see it? Can you remember going to summer camp? The activities, the games, the fun, and even the "clean up and work" we all did together...and felt the emptiness and void of leaving our friends at the end of it? Do you remember that? Do you remember better still having said, "I wish it could always be that way"? So, why isn't it..."that way". Imagine this community here, and then over there, another one...not exactly like ours, but in it's own state of being...and then another, and another...spreading out forever. One may learn from and celebrate with others. They may trade with the others as they see fit. But all are self-sustaining unto themselves. Each have their own way of "living their visions". I've seen many ideas coming about, many invention...I don't recall the place at the moment but they had created a water pump, that ran off the flow of a small stream...it was no bigger than a coke can, yet produced enough electricity for a small village. I've seen examples of motors that run on water, and by many other methods. There's solar, and water, wind and self creating energy to be had, by all. While the people who came to live in the community do so to create a better way of life, some of the place serves as teaching and workshop settings. We use and show the use of new ideas for others to take home and put into use, to expand on. We have working greenhouses that produce food and herbs all year long. Our black-water systems work naturally, along with our grey-water systems. We reuse everything. In fact, we even collect a lot of what others throw out, to be converted to new uses. Everyone who comes shares in what is done...the work, and the celebration. After the core group, the ones who live here are in place, visitors and interns show up. They stay and work and play, to see if they might be interested in becoming a part of our family, or taking what they learn back to help other or new communities. People come and pitch tents, park an RV, stay in a Yurt, or TiPi. They experience an eco-friendly home, environment. They could attend a yoga class, or do Ta Chi. They could learn about eating better...such as vegan diets. They come to learn to relax, and to allow themselves to think of better possibilities. Maybe we have some seminars where teachers come in to help. Imagine....and the workshops with hands on doing, learning, becoming. I see the place I would set up...and express onto the canvas of a living being...not coming to control, or change or force myself upon the land, but, arriving...as I walk through this place, I listen, as the earth tells me what it would have me do. I could not, even with a slash of unlimited resources, allow interference into what is to be. And then only after it was "as it should be", would it be turned over to the "collective" of all who live their, to govern and grow it into what it would be it is only my vision, you are welcome to it, go forth and create it, in your images. But if I find the chance to create what is this vision...then I must be free to express it so. We are but the stewards of the land. It can not be bought and sold and controlled and carved up. This needs healing. Are you ready to change the world? If You're Going To Do It - Then Do It.......... I use to ask, if you could go through and change the world...what are the things you would change to make it better. This takes thinking and following each of those thoughts to their ends...backing out, thinking up new ways...it never stops. The sure answer...just start changing it. Ok, ok...so I dream insane dreams...but the weather's great here. What happens when you go to "give gifts"...is that if you're not careful, you wind up caught up in all the tape and strings...you look like the three stooges in action...and nothing gets done, nothing gets given. It's insanity. When did we all get off in the left field of thinking everything is illegal and illogical, unless we declare it legal or logical? That's bassackwards. Look, the way I see it...you want to help the homeless...go get a piece of land, build an intentional community, treat people as friends and family, and the problem disappears...not the people. Soup and sandwiches fill the spot, for a minute...but they don't bring dignity. A homeless shelter might bring a place to lay down for a minute, but they don't "bring home". Here's one, you really want to help everyone on this planet......dump all the "money" in the street and burn it. I don't see the least value in it...it divides...it kills...it devours. The only use I see for it in this moment is to convert it to pure energy, the energy to heal. I use to entertain the idea that you could empty the prisons of everyone. Simply put them in the military...if they can kill, we have a job for them. Like "war time" rules...if they run...we kill them too. But, stay with it for so many years and they earn back their place, so to speak...why risk innocent lives to fight wars, when there was a whole army behind bars who were experienced at it? But.... This was wrong thinking...well, not wrong...just not the answer that would work. Why? Not because of the argument of "honor" or "privilege" to be in the military and fight...where's the honor in killing? It wasn't the answer because by substituting one action for another does not change either. It was a wrong solution, because, someone who would kill, is missing love. It is our solution to heal, to bring love, that is the only possible solution...but the ideals must start somewhere, and be refined as we go. Everyone benefits or no one does. Want to end all wars, STOP....simply stop and refine the solutions. If it is void of love...it is void of life. There comes a time when we must ignore what has been and do what brings life back to living. I won't go into the why's and how's of such problems and how they could be solved, some of which require we stop accepting what has been said as so. Simply STOP participating in what isn't working. Put all your energy in what might. If that means walking away from a job you dislike, and from a mortgage that enslaves you to something you can't own, and sapping your life, and living, your experiencing....then walk away....STOP. Tomorrow will begin just like today...and you might expect a different result. Do you hear the record skipping? It's time to play a new song. I will say that change must start with us...each of us...doing it anyway. Building intentional communities. Finding and using better ideas such as free energy and fuels. Living in a sustainable and self-sufficient manner. And teach this by "doing it". If you want to help people...find out what people need and give it to them in abundance...overflowing. I use to love putting what I could, in cash, in a plain unmarked envelope and leaving it where people could find it, usually people I knew had a need and I had been provided with a way to know this. It wasn't important for them to find out who or why, just that it did happen. You can know what love really feels like when you hide and if you get the chance to see the real expressions on their faces. God, now that's giving. That's living. That's becoming more of what I want to be. I want to give till the giving rushes by and through me like a raging river. Throw your giving at me and all I'm going to do is be a shredder, a wood chipper...I'm going into the river and throw it to the winds that blow into my awareness. Better yet, you get into this flow...you experience this for yourself. I've walked a million miles in a lot of shoes, mine mostly...no, literally...I've hitch-hiked this land from one end to the other in my younger years. Sometimes to just get to where I was going, other times, just to be somewhere different, to experience a new place or opportunity. I think I picked this up early on. You've heard the stories of how grandpa walked to school, uphill, both ways, 20 miles or more. Well, hummm...you see, for a long while, my brothers and I were the first ones picked up on the bus; the last off...and then it took almost an hour and a half to get to and from school. So............I found t easier to walk, and more and more, to hitch-hike...downhill off the mountain, 14 miles one way, and then another 7 miles to work from school, and then another 20 home at night. That was almost everyday for years. I got to school faster...I got home just as fast....and thought nothing of it. When I did a lot of hiking across the country, many sat on the entrance ramps waiting for rides. I couldn't see that...the waiting part...so I walked, until I got a ride. Sometimes I walked "the whole way". Do you know the interstate between Phoenix and Flagstaff? Well, I do, every inch of it....lol But, I'll leave the many stories of growing up and lots of other experiences for another day. I am an ordained minister. "A what"? lol, yep, Call me "Dr"., call me whatever else they call one of those. Frankly, I've never used it for anything. I don't do well with titles, or certificates, medals or trophies. Give me a stick and some sandals and I'm fine. I take no position, nor do I note yours. I appreciate you and your experiences....you, just me, in a different "experiencing". I've studied many things, some of which things are given for to show such learning, yet...I have no use for such things. I am a "listener". You've heard of the horse whisperer...well, I'm yours. I listen, absorb, offer what I can, where I can, if I can. I make no promises...I make no demands. And out of that, maybe, just maybe, we connect, as one living being.
With Incredible Love, "Me" | ||
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