Sunday, October 25, 2009

Health gain

http://www.rawmazing.com/articles/raw-food-and-weight-loss/

Raw food is not about "weight loss" - it is about "health gain."

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Shackles of Presuppositions


A truth's initial commotion is directly proportional to how deeply the lie was believed. It wasn't the world being round that agitated people, but that the world wasn't flat. When a well-packaged web of lies has been sold gradually to the masses over generations, the truth will seem utterly preposterous and it's speaker a raving lunatic.

~Dresden James

Saturday, September 26, 2009

I particularly appreciate this quote, as I continue my pursuit and practice of achieving and maintaining good health.


The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, not to worry about the
future, or not to anticipate troubles, but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly.
- Buddah

Sunday, September 20, 2009

"Shower Thy grace upon us in the moment of our greatest need, protect us from ourselves, and allow us to be a beacon of light rather than a dark cloud for the ambience that surrounds us. Only with Thy aid can we create that peace within and harmony with the outer environment, both natural and social, for which our souls yearn."~Seyyed Hossein Nasrfrom Talking to God:Portrait of a World at Prayer (anthology)

Rise from sleep...

"There will be something, anguish or elation, that is peculiar to this day alone. I rise from sleep and say: Hail to the morning! Come down to me, my beautiful unknown."~Jessica Powers

Essentially Jesus

Excerpt from Stephen Mitchell....

"...can feel Jesus’ radiance whether or not he is teaching or healing; they can feel it in proportion to their own openness. There is a deep sense of peace in his presence, and a sense of respect for him that far exceeds what they have felt for any other human being. Even his silence is eloquent. He is immediately recognizable by the quality of his aliveness, by his disinterestedness and compassion. He is like a mirror for us all, showing us who we essentially are.
The image of the Master: one glimpseand we are in love.
He enjoys eating and drinking, he likes to be around women and children; he laughs easily, and his wit can cut like a surgeon’s scalpel. His trust in God is as natural as breathing, and in God’s presence he is himself fully present. In his bearing, in his very language, he reflects God’s deep love for everything that is earthly: for the sick and the despised, the morally admirable and the morally repugnant, for weeds as well as flowers, lions as well as lambs. He teaches that just as the sun gives light to both wicked and good, and the rain brings nourishment to both righteous and unrighteous, God’s compassion embraces all people. There are no pre-conditions for it, nothing we need to do first, nothing we have to believe. When we are ready to receive it, it is there. And the more we live in its presence, the more effortlessly it flows through us, until we find that we no longer need external rules or Bibles or Messiahs.
For this teaching which I give you today is not hidden from you, and is not far away. It is not in heaven, for you to say, “Who will go up to heaven and bring it down for us, so that we can hear it and do it?” Nor is it beyond the sea, for you to say, “Who will cross the sea and bring it back for us, so that we can hear it and do it?” But the teaching is very near you: it is in your mouth and in your heart, so that you can do it.
He wants to tell everyone about the great freedom: how it feels when we continually surrender to the moment and allow our hearts to become pure, not clinging to past or future, not judging or being judged. In each person he meets he can see the image of God in which they were created. They are all perfect, when he looks at them from the Sabbath mind. From another, complementary, viewpoint, they are all imperfect, even the most righteous of them, even he himself, because nothing is perfect but the One. He understands that being human means making mistakes. When we acknowledge this in all humility, without wanting anything else, we can forgive ourselves, and we can begin correcting our mistakes. And once we forgive ourselves, we can forgive anyone.He has no ideas to teach, only presence. He has no doctrines to give, only the gift of his own freedom.


Tolerant like the sky,
all-pervading like sunlight,
firm like a mountain,
supple like a branch in the wind,
he has no destination in view
and makes use of anything
life happens to bring his way.
Nothing is impossible for him.
Because he has let go,
he can care for the people’s welfare
as a mother cares for her child."

On Dying

I occasionally read something that resonates with my own personal experiences. This following concept, by Katie Byron ("A Thousand Names for Joy"), is not unique, no matter what others may say or think. She herself is not unique in her thinking, no matter what others may say or think about her. It is just her time to speak about it...I've already had my experiences and thoughts about death...and I live with them, with joy, daily.

"If you stay in the center and embrace death with your whole heart,you will endure forever.
A doctor once took a sample of my blood and came back to me with a long face. He said he was bringing bad news; he was very sorry, but I had cancer. Bad news? I couldn’t help laughing. When I looked at him, I saw that he was quite taken aback. Not everyone understands this kind of laughter. Later, it turned out that I didn’t have cancer, and that was good news too.
The truth is that until we love cancer, we can’t love God. It doesn’t matter what symbols we use—poverty, loneliness, loss—it’s the concepts of good and bad that we attach to them that make us suffer. I was sitting once with a friend who had a huge tumor, and the doctors had given her just a few weeks to live. As I was leaving her bedside, she said, “I love you,” and I said, “No, you don’t. You can’t love me until you love your tumor. Every concept that you put onto that tumor you’ll eventually put onto me. The first time I don’t give you what you want or threaten what you believe, you’ll put that concept onto me.” This might sound harsh, but my friend had asked me to always tell her the truth. The tears in her eyes were tears of gratitude, she said.
No one knows what’s good and what’s bad. No one knows what death is. Maybe it’s not a something; maybe it’s not even a nothing. It’s the pure unknown, and I love that. We imagine that death is a state of being or a state of nothingness, and we frighten ourselves with our own concepts. I’m a lover of what is: I love sickness and health, coming and going, life and death. I see life and death as equal. Reality is good; so death must be good, whatever it is, if it’s anything at all.
A few months ago I was visiting Needles, the small desert town in southern California where my daughter lives. I was at the grocery store with her when some old friends of the family whom I hadn’t seen for decades spotted me. “Katie!” they called out, and they came up to me, beaming. They hugged me, they asked how I was, I told them, then they asked, “And how is your dear mother doing?” I said, “She’s wonderful. She’s dead.” Silence. Suddenly the smiles were gone. I saw that they were having a problem, but I didn’t know what it was. When Roxann and I were outside the store, she turned to me and said, “Mom, when you talk to people like that, they can’t handle it.” That hadn’t occurred to me. I was just telling the truth.
Until you experience death as a gift, your work’s not done. So if you’re afraid of it, that shows you what to question next. There’s nothing else to do; you’re either believing these childish stories, or you’re questioning them—there’s no other choice. What’s not okay about dying? You close your eyes every night, and you go to sleep. People look forward to it; some people actually prefer that part. And that’s as bad as it gets, except for your belief that says there’s something else. Before a thought, there’s no one, nothing—only peace that doesn’t even recognize itself as peace.


What I know about dying is that when there’s no escape, when you know that no one is coming to save you, there’s no fear. You just don’t bother. The worst thing that can happen on your deathbed is a belief. Nothing worse than that has ever happened. So if you are lying on your deathbed and the doctor says it’s all over for you and you believe him, all the confusion stops. You no longer have anything to lose. And in that peace, there is only you.
People who know that there’s no hope are free; decisions are out of their hands. It has always been that way, but some people have to die bodily to find out. No wonder they smile on their deathbeds. Dying is everything they were looking for in life: they’ve given up the delusion of being in charge. When there’s no choice, there’s no fear. They begin to realize that nothing was ever born but a dream and nothing ever dies but a dream.
When you’re clear about death, you can be totally present with someone who’s dying, and no matter what kind of pain she appears to be experiencing, it doesn’t affect your happiness. You’re free to just love her, to hold her and care for her, because it’s your nature to do that. To go to that person in fear is to teach fear: she looks into your eyes and gets the message that she is in deep trouble. But if you come in peace, fearlessly, she looks into your eyes and sees that whatever is happening is good.
Dying is just like living. It has its own way, and you can’t control it. People think, “I want to be conscious when I die.” That’s hopeless. Even wanting to be conscious ten minutes from now is hopeless. You can only be conscious now. Everything you want is here in this moment.
I like to tell a story about a friend of mine who was waiting for a revelation just before he died, saving his energy, trying to be completely conscious. Finally his eyes widened, he gasped, and he said, “Katie, we are larvae.” Profound awareness on his deathbed. I said, “Sweetheart, is that true?” And the laughter simply poured out of him. The revelation was that there was no revelation. Things are fine just as they are; only a concept can take that away from us. A few days later he died, with a smile on his face.
I had another friend who was dying and felt sure he knew when his last moment was coming. But we die at exactly the right time—not an instant too soon or too late. This man was intent on doing the Tibetan Book of the Dead thing, and his friends had promised to come to his bedside and do the rituals from the book. When he called them, they all came, and they went through the rituals, and then he didn’t die. They went home, and a few days later, once again, he was sure he knew when his last moment was coming, the friends showed up, they did all the rituals again, and again he didn’t die. The same thing happened two or three more times, and finally everyone was thinking, “When is this guy going to do it?” They had been called so many times! It was like the boy who cried wolf. He asked me if I would be there on such-and-such a day for so many hours, and I said, “If I can get there, I will.” But as he was dying, finally, the people he left in charge didn’t even bother calling me. It wasn’t the way he’d planned; it was perfect instead.
Oh, stories—I love them! What else is there?"


Stories, indeed. My life is my story.

Katie Byron quotes

"Some people think that compassion means feeling another person’s pain. That’s nonsense. It’s not possible to feel another person’s pain. You imagine what you’d feel if you were in that person’s shoes, and you feel your own projection. Who would you be without your story? Pain-free, happy, and totally available if someone needs you—a listener, a teacher in the house, a Buddha in the house, the one who lives it. As long as you think there’s a you and a me, let’s get the bodies straight. What I love about separate bodies is that when you hurt, I don’t—it’s not my turn. And when I hurt, you don’t. Can you be there for me without putting your own suffering between us? Your suffering can’t show me the way. Suffering can only teach suffering.
It’s amazing how many people believe that suffering is a proof of love. “If I don’t suffer when you suffer,” they think, “it means that I don’t love you.” How can that possibly be true? Love is serene; it’s fearless. If you’re busy projecting what someone’s pain must feel like, how can you be fully present with her? How can you hold her hand and love her with all your heart as she moves through her experience of pain? Why would she want you to be in pain too? Wouldn’t she rather have you present and available? You can’t be present for people if you believe that you’re feeling their pain. If a car runs over someone and you project what that must feel like, you’re paralyzed. But sometimes in a crisis like that, the mind loses its reference, it can’t project anymore, you don’t think, you just act, you run over and pick up the car before you have time to think This isn’t possible. It happens in a split second. Who would you be without your story? The car is up in the air."
- Katie Byron
Life's Symphony
"To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion....In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony."~William Ellery Channing
"Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius -- and a lot of courage -- to move in the opposite direction."~Albert Einstein

Monday, September 14, 2009

Al E.

"I have no talents. I am only passionately curious." Albert Einstein

Monday, August 31, 2009

Reach for your dreams...

If you welcome every morning and the special chance it brings to try new paths, to open some new doors;
To look a little deeper and to reach a little further, to aim a little higher than before...
If you strive to fill each moment with some beauty and some purpose,
to seek out joys that mean the most to you...
Then you will greet each evening one day richer in contentment,
one day closer to the dreams that you pursue.

Amanda Bradley

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Live simply

Live simply,
Love generously,
Care deeply,
Speak kindly.

Leave the rest to God.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Regrets - none

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do.
So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore. Dream. Discover."

Mark Twain

Monday, August 24, 2009

Don't let...

I don't recall at the moment where I picked this up. It's held a prominent place on my fridge "art gallery" for a long time...

Dont't let
People,
Problems,
and the
Pain of your Past-

Pause your Present,
Punish your Person,
Prison your Potential
and
Paralyze your Progress.


Every so often during the week I pause to read it again, and ponder one of the points as I rummage through the fridge...
I'm sure everyone can dredge up an incident to go with each line.
I know I sure can.
The trick is to do something about it...

Sunday, August 23, 2009

words to live by

It came to pass...it didn't come to stay.

If at first you don't succeed - you are like most people.

There's a little bit of heaven, right there. (Paying attention to the present moment!)

Reminder: listen to Neil Young's "Harvest Moon", and Shania Twain "From This Moment".

Saturday, August 8, 2009

This was sent to me by my dearest friend and sister of my heart, Kathy - who always makes me laugh, who shares my tears at times of grief, and has always, always been there for me. Thanks isn't enough....

(Some really cute graphics came with it, but they didn't transfer when I copied from the email....oh, well, I can use my imagination.)

Stay Young My Friend

We all need to read this one over and over until it becomes part
of you we are:

HOW TO STAY YOUNG

1. Try everything twice.
On one woman's tombstone she said she wanted this epitaph:
"Tried everything twice.loved it both times!"

2. Keep only cheerful friends.
The grouches pull you down.
(Keep this in mind if you are one of those grouches!)

3. Keep learning:
Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever..
Never let the brain get idle. 'An idle mind is the devil's workshop.'

And the devil's name is Alzheimer's!


4. Enjoy the simple things.

5. Laugh often, long and loud.
Laugh until you gasp for breath..
And if you have a friend who makes you laugh,
spend lots and lots of time with HIM/HER.

6. The tears happen:
Endure, grieve, and move on.
The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves.
LIVE while you are alive.

7. Surround yourself with what you love:
Whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever.
Your home is your refuge.

8. Cherish your health:
If it is good, preserve it.
If it is unstable, improve it.
If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.

9. Don't take guilt trips.
Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county,
to a foreign country, but NOT to where the guilt is.

10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.

I love you, my special friend.

11. Forgive now those who made you cry. You might not get a second chance

And if you don't send this to at least 4 people - who cares?
But do share this with someone.

Remember!

Lost time can never be found.

Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle...

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Universal truth

One of my favorite books offers a lot of insight to everyday epiphanies. Here's a quote I have proven to myself over and over.

"Invisible acts of power are always unfolding in our lives, even without our having to ask. Our spirits and energy fields reach out for help even when our personalities find it uncomfortable to ask. When we release our needs and prayers to the universe without strings attatched, the heavens take care of coordinating the outcome.
Our universe has an invisible devine energy, that intimately connects all the souls within it."
Invisible Acts of Power, by Carolyn Myss

Here's a small personal example: I was lamenting that there weren't more plentiful mullein growing on the 40 acres, had resigned myself to collecting daily what I could, and was very very grateful for the mullein here. Last Sunday, as I drove to church, I went past a large field that I pass several times a week - but this time I actually LOOKED at it. It was covered with tall mullein spires. More than I had ever seen in one place. Ever. 15 acres of mullein. That is the generosity of the universe!

There are no limits on the human spirit. Or on the power and love of our Heavenly Father. My most frequent prayer and thought is, "THANK YOU!"

Monday, July 27, 2009

Kitchen conversation...

This is how it went, as the boys and I were setting the table and putting together some dinner.

Lee (10): "...and when he carved the truck he made head lights.."
Gramma: "You had head lice?"
Carrie (from the living room, panic in her voice): "WHO has head lice?"

Another one:

Max (5) isn't feeling well, has tossed his cookies twice already.
Max: "Can I have an apple?"
Mom: "No, you just threw up. An apple will make you sicker."
Max: "No it won't, I'm OK."
Mom: "If you hurl, you clean it up."
Max eats the apple. Max throws up.
Collin (12): "Hey. Apple turnover."

Typical family conversations. No lie. This gang has such a quick sense of humor, keeps us all laughing!

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Mindful words

Travel light
Live light
Spread the light
Be the light

One of the best actions we can take, with courage, is to relax.

A relaxed mind is a creative mind.

If you want to learn, read.
If you want to understand, write.
If you want to master, teach.

Do not live by emotions; instead, live by intuition and consciousness.

The greatest tool you have is to listen.

Be so happy that when others look at you they become happy, too.

Don't sleep counting sheep. Count blessings, then sleep.

Be healthy: eat right, walk right, talk to yourself right.

Appreciate yourself, and honor your soul.

There are 3 values: feel good, be good, do good.

Nature is a given, a true friend and sustainer.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Sunrise, Sunset

As I watched the sun set this evening, I experienced a sort of slide show in my mind of spectacular sunsets I've filed away over the years. One of those "years pass before your eyes in an instant" sort of thing. I can remember consciously thinking, "I've got to put this one in my mind, for days when there isn't a sunset."
One thing I know about watching the sun set - or rise, for that matter. It is indescribable. It also can't be accurately translated with a camera lens, or even the passion of a painter.
You experience a sunset or sunrise.
You feel it.
It is a Soul moment.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

You are a Soul

I just ran across this C.S. Lewis snippit, that links with a profound truth -

"You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body." C. S. Lewis

Here's the quote I most often think of when it comes to body and spirit:

"We are not human beings on a spiritual journey. We are spiritual beings on a human journey." Steven Covey

I think he may have tweaked that from:
"We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience." Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

No matter where it came from. It is truth.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Try try agin

Growing up, I can't count the number of times I heard my mom say, "CAN'T NEVER TRIED!" Especially when one of us kids was whining about doing something hard. I don't know where she picked it up, I guess I never asked. But I sometimes now hear myself saying, to a grandpunk or a group working on a project, "Can't never tried!" It even sounds like Mom's voice...

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Notes to self

A place to share family wisdom and sayings, snippits from my reading , quotes, stories and poems - in short: the ramblings of my mind.