Clarity

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Its only been a few weeks since I re-discovered my love for the water.  I should have understood this fact from the beginning as I’ve lived near the water at the highest points in my life.  However, life often blinds us to the simple things that enrich our lives.

I have spent so much time on my friend’s boat this summer, that I can feel the gentle rocking of the river even when I am lying still on my couch.  It’s an exhilarating experience when you first step onto the boat, feeling how small you are compared to the might of the James river.  You can feel the boat responding subtly to your movement as you shift from port to starboard.    And the smell of the water overwhelms your mind with a melange of fragrances, carried on gentle breezes in heat and in cold.

I do love the excitement of fishing, especially for catfish.  It has nothing at all to do with the need to forage for food.  It is much more than that.  When you are pulling in the fish, you have to be the fish for that span of time between hooking and landing.  For that short time, you have to be one with the fish, understanding how you would try to escape what you feel to be an inevitable end your existence.  You can sense the primal fear that is coursing through its veins as you try to coax it to the surface.  But, the fish is not wise enough to know who I am, or understand that I simply wish to catch it and release it back — and create an adventure for another day.

Friday, I was fishing and I landed a four pound catfish — miniscule compared the river monsters that lurk in the depths of the channel I fish.  That fish found me with the vigor or any human — rolling over, thrashing, trying to wrap my line around a pier.  It breached the surface three times in my twenty-minute struggle — that deep blue and white indicative of the species — teasing me with each laborious moment.  And, when I finally landed it, we saw eye to eye.  The fish acquiesced to the fact that I had bested it.  However, what was absent in its vacant black eyes was the understanding that I merely meant for us to compete.  I wasn’t interested in keeping it — though I do love the taste of catfish —  I can’t bear to take life.  It does not seem fair for me to decide such things — as with many aspects of my life.  I cannot be the judge or executioner because I do not have all the data that explains the full breadth of my action.

Fish are a lot like people.  They live, they breed, they feed and the die.  It is the fundamental aspect of being an organic creature in our wonderful but strange world.  What I like about the catfish is that they are extremely intelligent, and engaging them in a fight is truly satisfying, like playing chess with an unknown opponent.  But make no mistake on the level if their intelligence.  They will outwit you in a heart beat if you are not careful.

We often catch people in our lines.  You toss out your line into the water or into the world, and you do no know what will come up.  That’s the beauty of our world in all aspects.  I have often found that we are constantly casting our lines out into the world — to find friends, lovers or like-minded individuals. It is all done blindly because we cannot know what our line will catch.  It may be what we are looking for, but it may be something completely different.  What’s more, is it may be something more amazing than what we had originally intended to catch or do battle with.

I throw my line out with no expectations of what I will or will not catch.  I’ve learned that the moment I try to target something specific, it seldom yields the I wanted.  Now, I’ve learned that the universe will give you what you need, when you need it.  It is the learning to listen that becomes the challenge.

I spent my weekend with amazing people, living in each individual moment, trying to improve who I am.  Everyone in your life — the ones that contribute something positive (not necessarily intellectually) — brings something useful and enriching to your existence.  You many not immediately understand the connection, or even the purpose, but if you look at the serendipity of those you have met, you will find that you are being guided.  This is not so say its someone controlling you.  This is to say that your impact on the universe is recognized, and you just have to learn to listen to those prompts.

After 43 years, I am only beginning to understand the music of our universe.  But, I will say that I have learned when to listen and when not to listen, because there is a fair amount of noise.

I wrote this post from a partially selfish perspective.  I wanted to record this weekend, for future reference, but I also wanted to impart to you — my friends — that life can truly be magnificent.   We simply need to see it for what it is — moment to moment.

So You Want to Be A Dreamer?

OneGreetings, Dreamers!

Today I wanted to tell you about  a new project I am working on.  This is something that I have given a great deal of thought to, and I have been asked by my friends and fans to discuss the philosophy behind my Waking Dream series.

The philosophy behind the Waking Dream is much more than a simple dark fantasy adventure story.  I truly believe that we all have the ability to change the course of our reality.  Dreamers are the ones who have that ability, and anyone can become a Dreamer, you just have to learn how to do so.

So, in response to all these questions from interviews, friends and fans, I am beginning a new project to be released at about the same time as the next book in the series, The Unkindness.  This book will be called The Little Book of Dreams – Libellus Somnium, and it will be a non-fiction view of a new philosophy I have formulated called Mism, the Merger of all Isms.  (Taoism, Buddhism, Catholicism, Communism, you get the idea).  You can read the abstract at this link, and my view on creation.  This is only the beginning.

The book is targeted to those who want to lead a more peaceful and meaningful existence.  This is not to say that I have perfected my implementation of Mism in my life, but that is because we are not, and cannot, be perfect.  Perfection is a myth, and a fruitless pursuit.  We will always be learning, experiencing and evolving.  But, I can say with profound certainty that we are eternal spirits.  The body you inhabit now is just a vehicle.  It allows you to experience the world, and experience the universe.  When it is broken, you fix it.  When it completely fails, you abandon it and get a new one to continue your journey.

Many people believe that there must be some specific purpose to life.  There is and there isn’t. You create your purpose based on what you want to experience.  The only innate purpose to life is to live and create the universe.  We are all responsible for taking care of ourselves and one another, because we share a Oneness with each other.  We all affect one another, therefore we are inexorably linked.  My action causes your reaction.  Reading this article will invoke thought, negative or positive, and that demonstrates the connection between us.

I always start off my blog posts calling you Dreamers, because those who read my blog are Dreamers, or want to be.  And the more people I draw in, the more we can share intellectual discourse on how best to reshape our world.  So writing The Little Book of Dreams will simply be a compilation of all that I have learned and infused into my life, as well as the stories and novels that make up the Waking Dream Universe.

I also believe in the Weirdness.  That may sound strange to you, because it is just my word for magic.  Do I believe that magic exists?  Not in the Tolkien way, such as fireballs, wizards and dragons.  I believe that each of us possesses an inherent ability that super-cedes conventional physics and what we perceive as impossible.  I have seen and experienced many of these abilities in other people.  Nothing is impossible — somethings just may not be probable, as we have learned through quantum mechanics.

At the core of Mism, we must understand that to completely understand ourselves and the universe, we must merge all of our disparate ideas into a cohesive framework that allows science and religion to coexist and explain each other.  We would remove the distinction between the two and label it a philosophy of life.  A Philosophy of Everything, if you will.

Now, you are probably asking yourself, who is this guy to tell me anything?  The answer to that is very simple, I am the sum of everything everyone living and dead has taught me.  And you are the sum of the same.  I did not create this by myself, all of you have contributed to this idea, in one way or another.

Finally, you are probably asking, why would I bother to write this all down.  And you are free to agree or disagree with me.  But I am writing this down, because it takes just one thought to make a change.  Look around you, look at the state of the world.  Is this the ideal world you want to live in? Do you feel that the right decisions are being made?  Do you have fear for the future?  Are you concerned about what we are leaving our children?  Have you lost your way?  Do you know what you want out of your life?

I am going to give you my perspective on what truly matters, and hopefully in the process, I will learn more about you, so that I can improve myself as a person, and in turn make the world a better place for us all.

Have a wonderful day, and I thank you for listening to me babble, as always.

Michael

The Universe (Part 2)

OneGreetings Dreamers!

Continuing with our exploration of the universe, and all its glory, I want to talk about Oneness.  Now you may think that this is not something related to the existence of the universe, but it is its most fundamental aspect.

The universe is an isolated system.  Which means all of the energy — and subsequently matter — is finite.  Which means, no new energy can enter or leave the universe.  It can only change forms, and it constantly does.

Before we get into the nitty-gritty of Oneness, let us talk about the fundamentals.  Every atom in your body was created by a star. From the carbon that forms all the molecules that make up your cells, to the iron in your blood, to the hydrogen and oxygen that make up the water, to the gold in your wedding band.  Every bit of it was created by a star.  This means, that we are literally made up from the cinders of burning stars.

We gain our energy from sunlight.  All of the energy that drives us in one form or another is derived by the sun directly or indirectly.  We consume plants and animals that are nourished by the sun.  And when they die or we die, we give up that energy for new life to be reborn, and the cycle continues until this planet is no more.  We cannot escape this.  And to think that any one of us is any better than another is plainly and simply wrong.  We all come from the same thing — no matter how much money you have, or what color your skin, or what religion you believe.  We are all connected physically this way.

But now, let us move onto the spiritual or energetic relationship we share.  As I mentioned in my previous post, I believe that all the knowledge and experience we create is shared amongst ourselves.  We are all teachers and students.  We thrive when we are learning from one another and sharing what we know.  This extends far into the past, as we learn from our collective histories, and into the future as we know what is to come.  It is only when we recognize that we are all connected that we can truly shed our differences and embrace each other as kin.

In my last post, I mentioned the existence of a creator, and I wanted to take a moment to discuss that, because our individual perceptions of a creator are as varied as there are people on the planet.  Since I cannot prove nor disprove God, I would never make a statement that there is no God.  I spent most of my life as an application programmer and architect. I know that an application does not write itself, nor can a house design itself.  The variables that define the universe are so exquisitely defined that if just one of them were changed infinitesimally, the universe would not exist at all.  If gravity were just a little strong or a little weaker, nothing would be as it is now.  All our atoms would fly apart, or the universe would crush in on itself.  So, being a programmer, I am willing to say that in the beginning there was an architect, but I cannot tell you whether he is within or without of our system.

But now that the universe exists, and it has balance.  We have become the stewards.  There really is no need for a God figure because we have been given everything we need to exist. And now we all are collectively God, because we are in control of our reality whether we accept the responsibility or not.  Accepting this responsibility is the most difficult thing we humans struggle with.  Some of us accept it openly, while others want to believe that they need guidance by a supernatural entity.  That is not necessary, because we have one another to admonish ourselves when we are wrong, and praise ourselves when we do amazing things.

The glue that makes us One, is that we are connected through a complex web of inter-relations, vis-a-vis, love, compassion.  When we make a friendship, we become connected to the friends of our friends, ad infinitum.  Social Media can show us that we all are connected at nth degrees of separation.  And though I’m not a fan of Facebook, it has shown me that you can follow a trail from one of your friends to just about anyone else on the planet.  It has exposed that we are all truly connected either directly or indirectly.  But I will take a leap and say that we are connected a much more fundamental levels.

Last night, a friend of mine posted this reply in response to my last post.  It is one of the most poignant observations I’ve read and I wanted to share it with you all.

It’s hard for Me – that is, everyone that I am, anyone that I am – to come to terms with being God…but once I know Myself, well, then, I know I am old and young, good and evil, man and woman, sick and healthy, straight and gay, and so on – how could I not have compassion, acceptance, love, and understanding of Myself? – Dr. Erik Andrulis

I urge you to check his blog, because he is on the same path as I am.  And his insights might give you further food for thought.

So today, I will end this post with another question, and I ask you to step out of yourself before answering.  Look at your friendships, your relationships, your family: Do you believe that every human on this planet is connected at a spiritual level or are we just islands in the sea?

Exploring Humanity (Part 5)

Compassion-3Greetings Dreamers!

I wanted to end this series with a positive message, and discuss the only thing that will fix our world, truly — Love and Compassion.

We all talk about love and compassion. Love is a word that is often thrown around with little earnestness.  Do we do it because we feel obligated because someone else has said it? Do we actually really mean it?  We should mean it, or not say it at all, because it can give the wrong impression, or make us appear as if we are just parrots.

How about compassion?  Do we really empathize with others and show them compassion?  In today’s world, so many people are hurting.  This is just the reality we live in right now.  For instance, here are many more homeless people in the world as a result of all the financial strife our country is facing. I see at least 10 of them every day.  It’s hard to know which one’s are for real and which ones are just looking for drug money, or are scammers.  This is where you have to listen to your inner self.  It is a very difficult thing to learn how to tell those who are earnest, from those who are not.  But if you have spare change, perhaps you should just give it away, no matter what.  In the end, it’s not our place to judge one another.  We must judge ourselves by our own actions. It really doesn’t matter if you give money to someone who doesn’t really need it, because it grows us all as people.  We shed this judgmental aspect of our being, and foster compassion in our hearts.

I don’t want to talk about all the bad things going on in the world — you don’t need me to remind you of that.  My simple message today is that we have to learn to be more compassionate and understanding to those around us.  I know that we are all individuals, but as I’ve said we are all One.  And when one of us is hurting, sometimes it just takes a kind word or gesture to completely change someone’s mood.  And it also means we have to pay attention to our fellow humans.  Some people hide their hurt deep inside.  I personally am very observant of the people close to me — family, friends, co-workers.  It doesn’t help to pry.  But it does help to just show the person you care, and be earnest about it.  When you say you are sorry to someone because they are hurting,grieving, or depressed, say it because you mean it, because they can tell by the tone of your voice whether you are earnest.  If you can’t be earnest, don’t say anything at all, because that will just make things worse.  Trust me, I know how I feel when someone says, “Aww…I’m so sorry.”  But i can tell they don’t mean it, and that just makes me feel more alone and hurt.

So I am ending this series on Exploring Humanity, and next week I intend to move onto a less serious topic — The Universe.  Feel free to suggest something to me.  I’m always open to exploring new ideas.

But before I go, I just wanted to sum this series up by saying that the only true way we can change our world, is by first changing ourselves.  These short essays were not intended to lecture you, or admonish you.  There are many good people in the world, and everyone has good in them — we must believe that though finding the good may take more digging in some, than in others.  Reach out to one another, befriend people and get out of your house.  Enjoy this wonderful world.  Revel in the company of friends and family.  Find happiness in each and every day, even if it’s just for a moment.  It has been a very rough ride for everyone on the planet for the last decade.  But we can change it.  I believe this and I hope you do too.  If we can truly love one another, then we can accomplish anything.

So I leave you with this final question:  Have you reached out and told someone you care about them today — and meant it?

 

Exploring Humanity (Part 1)

FearThis is the first part in a new series of blog posts.  In my previous series, How to Change the World, I talked about just basic things we could do to change the world and make it a better place.  As I read through the series, and in observing people on Twitter and Facebook, I realized we need to explore ourselves before we can even grasp the concept of fixing the things around us.  Today, I will begin with fear, as that seems to be the root of all the problems we face in our world.

Fear is one of the most basic human emotions.  It is the thing that keeps us alive, allowing us to avoid perceived dangers, and causes us to withdraw, hide, or run.  If you just watch one hour of news, its easy to see that there are so many things can be afraid of.  But the question arises as to whether we should be afraid.  There is a fundamental statement which we must all remember — we will all die one day.  There is no avoiding it — nor should we.  And if we spend our lives worrying about it, we never have time to enjoy what time we do have.

My friend just died, as you may have read in my previous post.  He was only 48, only 5 years older than myself.  Two years ago, my Grams died, and she was 92.  When I was 1-year-old, my twin brother and sister died after only one day.  There is no pattern, there is no way to predict it, and there is certainly no way to avoid it.  All of us have been exposed to death at some point in our lives.  A friend, a pet, a parent, a sibling, a spouse, a child.  It happens.  And each time we do experience it, it fans a burning fear in our chest, wondering if we, or someone else around us, will be next.

If you take a long hard look at what you fear, you’ll probably find that it all leads back to avoiding harm and death.  None of us like to suffer or be in pain, and we certainly don’t look forward to death.  I know many people who live in constant fear, and I can tell you from my perspective, they are not at all happy.  It’s not easy to release fears, especially the deep seeded ones.

I am here to tell you that you can shed your fear.  I used to live with a legion of fears, and then one day, I decided I would not allow it to control me anymore.  I don’t know what the catalyst was.  I just woke up one day and realized that I was reclusive, withdrawn and aggravated with the world.  I just stayed with my family and my small circle of friends.  It’s easy to become disheartened.  We turn on the news and someone is killing someone, or we are involved in war, or we see horrible acts of violence against our fellow humans.  It’s okay to be concerned and careful.  But fear eats away at the soul.

It was only when I shed my fear that I was able to live.  And when we shed our fears, and realize that its unnecessary and unavoidable, we can start to look at the world around us with a renewed sense of hope and do it. Changing the world begins with changing ourselves and humanity.  Look at those around you, learn from their fears in order to address your own.

So tonight I leave you with this one question: What do you fear the most and why?

Don’t just read it, think about it and answer.  Sometimes speaking it out loud, will allow you to confront it and end it.

My Friend John — King of the Pokemon

John DulickToday I wanted to take a moment to remember my friend, John Dulick who died on the Fourth of July, 2013.

I met John in June of 2005 when I moved to Chester. Since day one I knew we’d be friends because he welcomed me to the neighborhood before any of my immediate neighbors did. And after attending his funeral today, it has really sunk in that my friend is gone and I won’t see him again.  No more debates over books and politics, or just talk like friends do.

John was a good friend to everyone he met.  He had his own way of interacting with people; one of the most real people I’ve ever known.  He never pretended to be someone he was not and accepted people for who they were — no matter their race, religion or creed.  He was everything we should all remember to be.

Every night, I would see him at the store. We would talk, sometimes so long my family would wonder where I was — and when I got home all I had to say was “John” and they knew.

John encouraged people to do what they dreamed. He admonished or supported you depending on the situation. He was deeply umbreonthoughtful and intelligent. He would listen to you about anything you wanted to talk about. Especially if it was Pokemon or books.  He always had a way of getting you to hear what he was saying — in his own special way.

I’m writing this tonight, because I will never forget him as long as I live.  He encouraged me so many nights to be what I wanted to be, and would listen to me ramble no matter how late it was, or even if it was after hours.  My only regret is that he and I talked for months about battling our prized Pokémon together, but life and schedule just never let it happen.  So rather than battle, John, tonight I am retiring my Umbreon, because he would have lost to you anyway.

John’s family has asked that you donate money you would have spent on flowers to Bensley-Bermuda Rescue Squad, P.O. Box 3360, Chester VA 23831 — the people who tried to save his life.

Good-bye, my friend.  You will never be forgotten and we will miss you.

How to Change the World (Part 4)

Brain-in-handGreetings, Dreamers!

Today I am going to introduce you to the most powerful super-computer on the planet, the human mind.

As I am not a best-selling author, yet, I am a programmer and data analyst by day.  I have worked extensively with artificial intelligence and computers for most of my life — having received my first computer when I was 8 in 1978.  Understanding how to code and build programs to perform simple tasks, naturally forced me to explore the human mind and its own potential.  My personal exploration has been mind-blowing, if you will pardon the pun.

The human mind can process things at an alarming rate.  The simple act of typing this blog is amazing in itself as each finger is finding the keys on the keyboard at the speed of light, triggered by millions of tiny neurons in your brain telling the nervous system to do what it wants.  We often forget how amazing it really is, and we take it for granted.  Changing the world, begins with a single thought, or dream.

We have been lulled into believing that we are limited, but we are not.  There are certainly limitations in what we can do because there are laws that govern any isolated system.  But the more we explore our universe, and ourselves, we find that we really have everything we need right between our ears.  Long ago, before we had things to acquire, we would spend our days gathering food and surviving.  At night we would gather as a community and tell stories, play music and laugh together as a tribe or family.  We have slowly moved away from this.  Even though we have more interconnectedness through the internet and the news.  We’ve allowed others to think for us, and that is a bad thing.

I’m not going to bore you with the faults of our global political systems. We all know that world politics is broken, and a handful of people make decisions on our behalf that are absolutely wrong.  However, we must take responsibility for this, because we have allowed this to happen.  We outnumber them, but we continue to allow them to lie to us — and believe you me, they are lying.  They are motivated by power and money.  The two most useless things on the planet.  If we used our own wonderful brains, we would realize that these things do not matter. It is the memories, the experiences, the personal connections, the stories and our imagination that are important.  The only thing you can take from one life to the next are your thoughts — the only thing you truly own which no one can take from you unless you allow it.

Changing the world requires us to use our minds and imagination.  Uncover the things that truly matter, and share these ideas with one another.  It only takes a single spark to light a fire.  I have learned that buying things does not matter.  It was a long journey, and it is not over for me.  I had sequestered myself away from the world for a long time, because I simply do not understand why we have become so angry at one another.  Why do we have violence, war and hate?  There’s simply no reason for it.  But, it persists because we’re not truly thinking.  We are not animals anymore, so we must stop succumbing to our instincts without using our minds to think things through.

Now using our imagination, what do we need to change?  How can we make the world a better place, before it’s too late?  We have to discover our own unique ability, because we all have them.  No one should feel marginalized or outcast.  We are all family, we are all one.  We were all born from the same cosmic dust that was at one point the beginning of it all — whether it be god, or the big bang or a simple thought whispered in the darkness before time.  We must shed our petty differences and look forward to a new world, while not forgetting to live in the moment, as my previous post discussed.

Our “races” do not define us.  The color of one’s skin is simply a function of where that person was born and the amount of sunlight they were exposed to as their culture flourished.  We are one race, the human race.  And if you feel that you are superior to someone else, then you have not learned anything.  Our religious and philosophical beliefs are our own personal explorations.  No religion or philosophy is right or wrong when it comes to understanding the nature of our existence, because we have not come to a common belief system, and no one has provided evidence.  We should understand that everyone has a path unique to themselves, and though we may walk the path together sometimes, its okay to follow a different path.  We should stop imposing our beliefs on one another.  We can talk about our beliefs, we can share our beliefs, and we can, in a friendly manner, debate our beliefs.  But to suggest that you are right and I am wrong without proof, makes you all the more wrong.

I have seen a great many things in my short time here on planet earth.  I believe that the universe was created by a force I cannot understand, which I label the Creator — being a programmer taught me this lesson.  I believe that the human spirit is eternal, because it is an energy unto itself, and energy cannot be created nor destroyed, it can only change forms — physics taught me this lesson.  I believe that we are capable of amazing things, even magick feats constrained to the laws of the universe — belief and experience has taught me this lesson.  I believe we are not alone in the universe — common sense taught me this lesson because the universe is too vast for it to be mostly uninhabited.

I could go on and on about the things I believe we are capable of, and the things that we tend to ignore.  The paranormal and the supernatural are functions of the universe, and the mind only sees what it wants to believe — this is a proven fact.

So today, I will leave you with a thought and a question.  Open your mind and imagination to things you had not previously believed in or agreed with.  Explore your dreams, your aspirations, your world, the universe.

Using the power of belief and imagination tell me one thing you think needs to be changed in the world and how you would go about doing it?

How to Change the World (Part 2)

TimeGreetings Dreamers!

In my last post I discussed shedding our fears and learning to be friends.  And I am lucky that I have friends in my life that support the things I do.

Today I am going to discuss living in the moment, because in order for us to truly change the world is to change our own lives.  The society is the reflection of each individual, and if the majority of us are not able to love ourselves, or our lives, then we cannot love each other.  Living in the moment allows us to shed our petty pursuits, and focus on what is happening right now.  This is not to say that we shouldn’t do some sort of planning for the future, but if we become obsessed with looking forward, we forget to look around.  Life is not about acquiring things.  Life is about acquiring those special moments that make us happy, and these moments will carry you happily along through your life.  Life will not always be good moments, but every moment has a little lesson wrapped up inside.

I have many moments that I remember going back to my early childhood.  I have some good and some bad.  But I’ve learned my lessons from the bad moments, and then I let them go.  The bad things that happen to us, if we hold onto them too long, or think about them constantly, form a cancer on the soul, making it harder and harder to for us to have good moments.  We don’t know what will truly happen from moment to moment.  Anything in the universe is possible, though some things are more probable than others.  You cannot know that you will be here tomorrow, so you should do everything in your power to savor today.

I’ve had more good moments than bad when I finally realized all of these things.  There are surely bad moments, but I leave those behind, adjusting my path, and create a better moment. Our world has had terrible moments, that we must learn from and move forward.  We’ve had and are in wars.  We’ve done terrible things to entire races of people.  We’ve done terrible things to the planet.  We must learn from every single one of these moments, then let them go.  Hopefully those moments haven’t set a path from which we cannot stray.  We must move forward, and we just haven’t done so.

I’ll share a recent moment in the form of a poem, because it made me smile and shows the value of my previous post.

Meeting an Imp!

I have a friend, who stands on his head and thinks on his feet,
who understands what I’ve said, and that’s quite a feat!
He created and wrote a lovely, heartfelt poem,
about the twitter friends with whom he’s played.
Though I’d only just met his other friends and him,
I was shocked and honored that I’d been included.
Many wonderful moments captured forever in rhyme,
and now it is published for the entire world to see.
His lyrics are now embedded in the history of time
read it and see how amazing the world can be.

You can read his poem at the following link.  Give him a shout on twitter if you get a moment.  Friends — by Gongle Shanks

So I’ll leave you with this question, so it’s not always me talking.  A dialogue must be started so we can all join in and change the world.

Can you tell me a single brief moment that changed your life for the better?

How to Change the World (Part 1)

Our Waking DreamGreetings, Dreamers!

I want to introduce you to a very special thing — Our World.  As a part of this series, we’re going to explore our wonderful world together, and figure out how we can change it — changing ourselves in the process.

You may ask why I feel the world needs changing — but I think everyone who bothers to read this post already knows the answer.  We are on a collision course with disaster — it is almost inevitable, almost.

I chose the picture above for many reasons.  First, because we are the stewards of this glorious jewel in the crown of Sol, our Sun.  We should always hold it with care, and ensure that our children and children’s children have something to look forward to as the centuries roll on. But we must be the example of how best to care for our planet.  Second, I chose this picture to demonstrate that there are no boundaries other than the ever shifting continents.  We have created these imaginary lines, which have become a means to needlessly segregate our countries, cities, towns and neighborhoods.  We are better than that, and we know that we do not need to be separate.  A thinking person knows that we must have one world, unified for all humankind.  This is a fact, and not speculation.  We will never overcome our problems as long as these lines remain.

Now, how do we begin changing the world?  It is really quite simple, it begins in your own heart and mind.  It must begin with each of us looking within and seeing the things that are wrong with ourselves, rather than pointing out to others what is wrong with them.  Life is a journey, there is no destination other than the place we go when we give up our last breath, our last heartbeat, and venture into the unexplored realm of Death.  We all will die one day, and that is the only inevitability we cannot change — though we may try with science and medicine — we must give up our bodies at some point so that others may live and enjoy this wonderful world of ours.

At this point, you may ask who makes you the authority on this?  I’m no more an authority than any of you.  Even the most educated people on our planet have no more answers than you will find within yourself.  The most simple answer to beginning this change is to learn to shed your fears.  Until you have shed your fears, you cannot begin to live.  Fear is what drives all of our actions.

Fear of not having the best material things.
Fear of dying.
Fear of being alone.
Fear of not being correct in your belief system.
Fear of being harmed.
Fear of not being loved.
Fear of being an outsider.
Fear of not being recognized.

The list can go on forever.  And it is fear the drives all of the horrible things that happen in our world.  We fight over plots of land that we are merely temporary occupants.  The Earth is the owner of all the lands and the seas. She merely lets us lie our heads upon her lap, while she slowly rocks us to sleep each night.  We should break down these barriers and exist together, work together, change the world together.  This is not to say that we should lose our own personal identities — we are all Dreamers in this world.  We all have things that we wish to pursue, all we need remember is that our dreams and goals should not harm or interrupt the dreams and goals of others.  It’s very simple — yet we cannot accept this.  We think that if someone does not believe the same thing as we do, that they are wrong.  We think that if someone does not do what we feel is right, they are wrong. We are all wrong and correct, and the cycle ebbs and flows like the tides of the sea.  We will all be correct and wrong through the course of our existence — it is how we learn, share and grow.

We should gently, carefully, admonish one another when we are clearly doing something that harms our collective existence — lying, cheating, stealing, killing.  We all know this, it’s very apparent and we know when we do wrong, but we are mostly unwilling to take responsibility for these things we do.  That again is because of the fear we harbor in our hearts — fear that at one time served a purpose for our primitive ancestors to survive, but we should now evolve.

We are all friends and family.  We are all related at some branch in the tree of life.  It all began with One, and that One is whatever you want it to be — God, The Big Bang, The Earth, the Self.  But it is not our place to define the One for anyone else but ourselves.  Each of us is entitled to our beliefs, but we are not entitled to impose our beliefs on others, unless we are cautioning others of their harmful ways.

Today I end with this simple message: Reach out to those around you, whether they be friends or not.  We all want to be heard, loved, appreciated, and nurtured.  It’s amazing how quickly we can change the world with a smile and a wave to everyone and anyone we see during the day.

Reach out to my lovely friends on twitter, and they will bring you into their circle: @gongleshanks @anmarie63 @grimnian @HelgaVonClapp @mrsnickih @KaraJarina @MortonBalthus

Now I lay me down to sleep, I beseech the earth my soul to keep.  And if I die before I wake, I entreat the earth my body to take.

Way of the Weird

Way of the Weird

Way of the Weird is an attempt to distill all religions, philosophical disciplines and quantum physics into an easy to understand way of viewing the elegance of our universe. It is clear that the time for religion has come to an end, as it has done nothing but cause polarization in our world. As aptly stated by the Dalai Lama:

“All the world’s major religions, with their emphasis on love, compassion, patience, tolerance, and forgiveness can and do promote inner values. But the reality of the world today is that grounding ethics in religion is no longer adequate. This is why I am increasingly convinced that the time has come to find a way of thinking about spirituality and ethics beyond religion altogether.”

Way of the Weird is the basis for a series of novels I am writing where people can realize — becoming awakened or enlightened — that the world we have is a product of our imaginations, and a product of the things we allow to happen.

Give the Libellus Somnium a read, and see spread the word if you believe the world can be a dream and not the nightmare it has become.