August 22nd, 2006

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Solstice Meditation!

Jane and I worked today with May 10th, the day I felt a symphony of pain, and she proposed a twenty minute meditation at the beginning of the solstice.  We were trying to think this morning of a time convenient enough that people would sit for 20 minutes in their time zone together, thus, making a wave of calm across the globe.   People stay up to welcome the New Year with the dropping of a ball in Times Square.   Why not a welcoming twenty minutes of peace with each solstice shift?   September 21st is coming up.  The shift within begins.  Twenty minutes of meditation to welcome the change.   Perhaps, six AM would be doable for most.   Here is to meditation in all its forms, walking, sitting, lying, doing the dishes, driving the car.   Enjoy your day, and may it be one of peace!
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It's Happening!!

Check out:

    http://www.cultureofpeace.org/

    http://www.internationaldayofpeace.org/

    http://www.pathwaystopeace.org/

In 2002, the United Nations General Assembly set September 21 as the permanent date for the International Day of Peace.   One way to celebrate that day of peace might be one minute of silence at noon and every day thereafter.

Let's be the change we want to see in the world.   PEACE!!

   I don't know why you can't just click on the addresses above, but you can cut and paste, or type them in.    It is a mystery to me why sometimes it works and why sometimes it doesn't.  I guess it is another lesson of life.   There are many paths to peace.  





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a forward -

This comes by email and I don't know who to credit, though it is quite great. 

It is, of course, not true for my cats at all.


EXCERPTS FROM A DOGS DIARY

8:00 am Dog food! My favorite thing!

9:30 am A car ride! My favorite thing!

9:40 am A walk in the park! My favorite thing!

10:30 am Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing! 
 
12:00 pm Lunch! My favorite thing!

1:00 pm Played in the yard! My favorite thing!

3:00 pm Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!

5:00 pm Milk bones! My favorite thing!

7:00 pm Got to play ball! My favorite thing!

8:00 pm Wow! Watched TV with my master! Heavenly!

11:00 pm Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!


Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary:

Day 683 of my captivity:
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the floor.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. The audacity! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies."

I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released --and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded! The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe....... for now....