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Things are as they should be. (?)

July 19, 2006

This is going to be a sort of hodge-podge post, I think. I have been itching to write here for a while, but have had nothing uplifting, nor particularly (positively) inspired to contribute. The world has been a bit too perplexing and cruel for my understanding in the past days. In a poem entitled “Wean Yourself” Rumi gets at an essential truth: human beings have difficulty believing that which they cannot perceive through the senses. Reality exists that we chose to ignore, out of blindness.

I went to see a movie tonight: Al Gore’s An Inconvenient Truth…you know, the documentary about Global Warming. I went with my mother. She squeezed my hand and cried at the ruination of our earth. Image after image of ice floes rifting and crashing into the ocean, floods, cracked deserts, hurricanes, tornados, graphs, maps and charts…are woven with the touching (private) story of a (very public) man who cares deeply about this cause (acknowledgeable, no matter your political affiliation). It rips you from the inside out.

We are blinded.

We are out of harmony with our world.

Try clicking here, for starters:

(Please, take a moment, and listen to Rumi’s words:)

“Think how it is to have a conversation with an embryo.
You might say, “The world outside is vast and intricate.
There are wheatfields and mountain passes,
and orchards in bloom.

At night there are millions of galaxies and in sunlight
the beauty of friends dancing at a wedding.”

You ask the embryo why he, or she, stays cooped up
in the dark with eyes closed.
Listen to the answer.
There is no “other world.”
I only know what I’ve experienced.
You must be hallucinating.

(excerpted from “Wean Yourself”)

Also, if you have positive, healing energies to lend, I ask that you send them to the family of a man named Steve. He was a lifelong friend of my fathers with a wife and two sons. Steve died this morning in an auto accident.

Om. With right understanding, things are as they should be.
Things are as they should be.
Things are as they should be.

Perhaps soon, when I get some time off from my menial job, I will edit more and publish a few original poems to the blog. I know it’s been awhile…hang tight.

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