June 6th, 2008

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Good Morning!!

It is another beautiful morning.  My whole body responds.  Of course, all these lovely days mean water becomes even more precious.  I am gradually weaning my plants.  They understand that their roots are going to have to work a little harder to conserve and the luxurious moisture that I have been allowing them at times is coming to an end.

I hear there is rain in Vancouver and wonder why a little of it could not wander down our way, but it seems sunshine is our gift for the day.

My son and his wife-to-be custom-designed her engagement ring and it is quite special as all rings that bind two people together are.  It was stolen yesterday.   She had taken it off for a dance class.   The ring and money were taken.  She thinks she saw who did it.   My son can understand that the person who took it was not raised like us, does not know that theft is wrong.

They had planned to insure it, were talking about it the night before.

I feel sad about it on all fronts.  It is an incredible financial loss, and there is the sentiment and care with which it was chosen and given.

Part of me thinks it is a lesson in non-attachment.   Another part thinks that the one who stole it will realize, and again I go back to non-attachment.  We all kept saying last night, at least we are all healthy and well.  Imagine what might have happened.   It could be so much worst and that is true.

When I would go to my medical appointments after surgery and when in chemo and doing radiation, I would always see people so much worst off than I.  I would walk around thinking how blessed and lucky I was.   That is the way to treat this.   The people who are closest to me are well in this moment, and I give thanks for our health, while also sending out blessings to those I know who could use a little nudge.

Health, love, care - what else is there?

Love, peace, and understanding to all!

And I would love to see the ring returned.

barack obama

Mark Morford -

Is Obama an enlightened being?

Spiritual wise ones say: This sure ain't no ordinary politician. You buying it?

Friday, June 6, 2008

I find I'm having this discussion, this weird little debate, more and more, with colleagues, with readers, with liberals and moderates and miserable, deeply depressed Republicans and spiritually amped persons of all shapes and stripes and I'm having it in particular with those who seem confused, angry, unsure, thoroughly nonplussed, as they all ask me the same thing: What the hell's the big deal about Obama?

I, of course, have an answer. Sort of.

Warning: If you are a rigid pragmatist/literalist, itchingly evangelical, a scowler, a doubter, a burned-out former '60s radical with no hope left, or are otherwise unable or unwilling to parse alternative New Age speak, click away right now, because you ain't gonna like this one little bit.

Ready? It goes likes this:

Barack Obama isn't really one of us. Not in the normal way, anyway.

This is what I find myself offering up more and more in response to the whiners and the frowners and to those with broken or sadly dysfunctional karmic antennae - or no antennae at all - to all those who just don't understand and maybe even actively recoil against all this chatter about Obama's aura and feel and MLK/JFK-like vibe.

To them I say, all right, you want to know what it is? The appeal, the pull, the ethereal and magical thing that seems to enthrall millions of people from all over the world, that keeps opening up and firing into new channels of the culture normally completely unaffected by politics?

No, it's not merely his youthful vigor, or handsomeness, or even inspiring rhetoric. It is not fresh ideas or cool charisma or the fact that a black president will be historic and revolutionary in about a thousand different ways. It is something more. Even Bill Clinton, with all his effortless, winking charm, didn't have what Obama has, which is a sort of powerful luminosity, a unique high-vibration integrity.

Dismiss it all you like, but I've heard from far too many enormously smart, wise, spiritually attuned people who've been intuitively blown away by Obama's presence - not speeches, not policies, but sheer presence - to say it's just a clever marketing ploy, a slick gambit carefully orchestrated by hotshot campaign organizers who, once Obama gets into office, will suddenly turn from perky optimists to vile soul-sucking lobbyist whores, with Obama as their suddenly evil, cackling overlord.

Here's where it gets gooey. Many spiritually advanced people I know (not coweringly religious, mind you, but deeply spiritual) identify Obama as a Lightworker, that rare kind of attuned being who has the ability to lead us not merely to new foreign policies or health care plans or whatnot, but who can actually help usher in a new way of being on the planet, of relating and connecting and engaging with this bizarre earthly experiment. These kinds of people actually help us evolve. They are philosophers and peacemakers of a very high order, and they speak not just to reason or emotion, but to the soul.

The unusual thing is, true Lightworkers almost never appear on such a brutal, spiritually demeaning stage as national politics. This is why Obama is so rare. And this why he is so often compared to Kennedy and Martin Luther King Jr., to those leaders in our culture whose stirring vibrations still resonate throughout our short history.

Are you rolling your eyes and scoffing? Fine by me. But you gotta wonder, why has, say, the JFK legacy lasted so long, is so vital to our national identity? Yes, the assassination canonized his legend. The Kennedy family is our version of royalty. But there's something more. Those attuned to energies beyond the literal meanings of things, these people say JFK wasn't assassinated for any typical reason you can name. It's because he was just this kind of high-vibration being, a peacemaker, at odds with the war machine, the CIA, the dark side. And it killed him.

Now, Obama. The next step. Another try. And perhaps, as Bush laid waste to the land and embarrassed the country and pummeled our national spirit into disenchanted pulp and yet ironically, in so doing has helped set the stage for an even larger and more fascinating evolutionary burp, we are finally truly ready for another Lightworker to step up.

Let me be completely clear: I'm not arguing some sort of utopian revolution, a big global group hug with Obama as some sort of happy hippie camp counselor. I'm not saying the man's going to swoop in like a superhero messiah and stop all wars and make the flowers grow and birds sing and solve world hunger and bring puppies to schoolchildren.

Please. I'm also certainly not saying he's perfect, that his presidency will be free of compromise, or slimy insiders, or great heaps of politics-as-usual. While Obama's certainly an entire universe away from George W. Bush in terms of quality, integrity, intelligence and overall inspirational energy, well, so is your dog. Hell, it isn't hard to stand far above and beyond the worst president in American history.

But there simply is no denying that extra kick. As one reader put it to me, in a way, it's not even about Obama, per se. There's a vast amount of positive energy swirling about that's been held back by the armies of BushCo darkness, and this energy has now found a conduit, a lightning rod, is now effortlessly self-organizing around Obama's candidacy. People and emotions and ideas of high and positive vibration are automatically draw to him. It's exactly like how Bush was a magnet for the low vibrational energies of fear and war and oppression and aggression, but, you know, completely reversed. And different. And far, far better.

Don't buy any of it? Think that's all a bunch of tofu-sucking New Agey bulls-- and Obama is really a dangerously elitist political salesman whose inexperience will lead us further into darkness because, when you're talking national politics, nothing, really, ever changes? I understand. I get it. I often believe it myself.

Not this time.

alan - joshua tree bloom

Healing -

Bella took over my chair when I picked up the kitchen.  Tiger is vocally here, suggesting it is time for bed.

I am awake.  I am aware of the loss of the ring, and the gift in that.  I feel compassion for the woman who took it.  My sense is that she was looking for cash and may have found 20, 40, 60, or 80 dollars but with this theft she got something worth $10,000, a great deal of money, money that could change her life, and was it really needed in its stagnant, sterile form?  Isn't the love and appreciation that bubble even now more freely forth the most important thing of all?   The ring may have stood for something, and like the finger that points at the moon, it is not the moon.  That cannot be touched.  

I feel for her and wish her the best.  We still have all we had and more, because we even more appreciate all we have.

What a gift is that!

I sleep tonight knowing she may have picked up some negative karma unless she uses the gift well and we are even more free and aware of what matters most.

I send her love and compassion tonight.  I do not know what the ring means to her, but I have to believe that the love with which it was created is wearing off and she is affected.   May we all sleep well in love and peace and the wonderful pulse of life and the full beat of heart, and the joy in which we all meet, the joy in which we meet, the gift of fullness and love!