What has happened to the country I grew up in? When I was younger people took great pride in being patriotic Americans. Now we are a country divided along political lines.

This division of conservative and liberal is really a division of city dwellers and those who live in rural areas. I know of what I speak, for I was raised in a small isolated town, and now live within throwing distance of one of the most liberal cities in the US outside of California.

I understand that this is a simplyfication of this line of thought because there are many conservatives that live in the cities of our country.

When did being a patriotic American become a crime? When did simply wanting to have a safe homeland for all of us become something to be shouted down and attacked for?

The courts and the educational system has produced a couple of generations of people now who do not have critical thinking skills, who would have and should have at the very least questioned the media, politician’s and the courts motives.

Instead more and more of us were forced to the cities just to make a living. The thing that I have noticed about this is that when you get large groups of people together (cities) they go mad.

Madness is what is happening. My proof? Run away vagrant populations in most of our cities. City councils more than willing to tax large business, the very ones who are employing hundreds of thousands of people. Then blaming those very businesses for creating the vagrant problem.

Note I did not use the word homeless. In my opinion homelessness is a temporary condition when people run into hard times and need a little help. I understand the difference because for a short time in the early 80’s my wife and myself were without housing. (homeless)

We did not sit on the street and panhandle, harass or assault anyone. (vagrant) We got busy and pulled ourselves back together and asked for help and assistance which was paid back in full.

Madness and mental illness over runs our towns, cities and public spaces and it is allowed by the political system who professes that these people are in need of help. Ok I will admit that most are in need of help, however over and over again I see people sleeping in the street, along railways etc. in what I can only describe as madness. The true homeless, the people who don’t stay that way long, they take the help provided and they get back on their feet as soon as they can.

Vagrants continue on with deficating in the street and refuse help as they take over sidewalks of our cities with tent mansions filled full of mental illness and drug use, refusing all outreach by those well meaning.

Madness allowed by the very governments that talk about compassion and inclusiveness. It’s a lie designed to pull on the heart strings of those very people who were not taught how to reason and think critically.

Where this will end I have no idea, but for me and my family we are leaving the cities as soon as possible.



Steel gray skies

Steel Gray skies.

Looking out the slim window a steel gray sky shows through.

Proof that the outside world is still present.

Green trees, falling leaves, the Northern Hemisphere stretches and yawns.

Awaiting the first snow to put asleep all the rich people’s lawns.

The hustle and bustle of the holday’s season, the stress and depression start anew.

For those who only wish for a meal, a warm place to sleep and some safety.

Warm and snug in our beds with lights and food and heat.

Once again he starts out cold and hungry on his endless beat.

Walking to stay warm, to keep his head up. Such a burden, holding the world on his shoulders.

All the while the rich in their keeps, doing cocaine, rocks sizes like boulders.

One more night, it’s all I can do.

To see that steel gray sky again in the morning, what a privilege to live even if it is one more day.

As the people walk by noticing not, the man with bent shoulders, who walked all night just to stay alive.


As the Earth warms a dignity arises anew, like the sun shining in a steel gray sky.

Fear and the Ego

Fear separates us from others and from ourselves. Fear is avoided by the mind, it is ignored, pushed away drugged, drowned in alcohol, distractions of all kinds. In the meantime our self-esteem suffers the brunt of it all.

Not being aware of our inner environment creates a void that must be filled, and by most it is with fear, guilt and avoidance. There is a better way…

The way of love, self-love, love for others, love for life and the world around us, no matter how transitory we imagine it to be. The old saying goes, “Nothing last forever.” I beg to differ, everything is energy, and science and common sense tells us that energy cannot be created or destroyed; hence everything and everyone (again personal identification with the body) are immortal.

Stars explode in a spectacular display (Nova or Supernova) and disperse the elements that comprise the spectrum of matter that over large periods of time and exposure to gravity (attraction) assembles new suns, planets and life of all kinds. We are made of stars as Carl Sagan used to say. Each one of us is an unimaginably powerful being, joined with and part of the sea of energy that makes up everything and nothingness all at the same time.

Fear is not real, it is diversion by the ego to make people think that “something” is wrong or “something” must be done. The void in our hearts and the resulting fear and loss of self-esteem is the ego doing what it needs to do to survive. Be at peace instead and let the ego fall silent. Let go of the guilt about your past, it is holding you back from a happy life.

Death of the ego can only be accomplished through self-reflection, the willingness to let go of our limited point of view. Perception through the filter/lens of ego will keep us trapped in a personal hell. The little payoffs that we get from staying in the same place must be examined with an open heart. Questioning what you think about a subject or a person will help you to reveal the resistance (the ego) and then those feelings can be quietly contemplated and questioned until you find the “real” reasons that usually point to you feeling bad or angry.

Our view of the world and the people in it is only accurate if and only if, surrender is ongoing. We as a race of people have forgotten (or been lied to as children) that “things” had to be a certain way.

Our ancestor’s paradigm and place in the time stream are different from our own. We can overcome our egos with examination and honesty. Letting go is a personal journey, a journey that can only be undertaken with an open heart and an honest desire to change, to be different, and to be loving and kind even to those that may have hurt you. The hurt was just the ego throwing a tantrum like a small child, wanting to get its way yet again.

Self-love disables fear by shining a light on the ego. Start today, get out the bright light of self-examination and spread your kindness into the dark corners of your soul and into the lives of others. Shine this light, not in judgment but in kindness and love. Be at peace with everyone. If others do not reciprocate your love, that is their choice to do so, judging another’s life or actions is not our job.

People do what they do out of ego/fear and that is fine. Everyone’s sojourn is different, a path that we all must walk alone. The path need not be lonely though as love is all-inclusive of everyone and everything in the universe, imagined and unimaginable.




There are going to be days when you feel more resistance in your heart than others. On the days that you feel resistance, extra sensitivity is needed to perceive what is causing that resistance.What is resistance you might ask?

Resistance is the feeling (I get it around my heart or solar plexus chakras) of fear or anxiety. You will know it when you feel it. Resistance can also come in the form of not wanting to do something that is asked of you. That feeling of “no I don’t want to” is resistance. That small selfish child in each of us, our small “self” if you will.

Doing things for others is a hallmark of being a peaceful human being, it leads us to a place of service, a place of surrender to our own needs for a short time, a reminder of what we are trying to accomplish in letting go of our ego and negative emotions.

When you feel resistance or anxious be happy, it is your spirit telling you that more work needs to be done. Surrender to the feeling, sit with it like an old friend and ask yourself questions such as why.

Why do I feel this way? What is causing me to feel this way? What am I resisting in myself? This is a gentle process that demands patience and self-love and personal evaluation. Endeavor to understand your heart, the part of you that is the “always on” connection with everything that exists in the past, present and future.

Each one of your reading this is an infinite being capable of miracles. The only thing that stops you from fully actualizing it is programming and resistance. The programming that each one of us receives constantly from the media, entertainment and others who are not aware enough to understand they are infinite, is overwhelmingly negative.

That negativity breeds resistance in our hearts and minds. Negative emotions that block our inner joy, rob of us our conscious connection to the universe and to each other. We are not alone, we have never been alone, and the illusion of separateness is false.

Awake O’sleeper…your destiny awaits you; it’s on the other side of your resistance to change and love.


A death in the family

There are periods in everyone’s life that requires a little self-reflection. A death of a close friend or family member is one of those times. My brother passed away very recently and I find that I am going through the normal stages of grief and emotions that go with such an event.

Remembering the person who is now missing is important to those left behind.  A hole is left in your psyche that needs time to heal, to scab over and finally to rebuild with a scar to remind us of what has been lost. Each death diminishes all of us in some way, even if it is not felt by anyone but you.

The rolodex of memories that I have for my brother is full of good, bad and otherwise but I am fairly sure that isn’t abnormal. The good includes the time my brother rescued me as a small child from a flock of angry Canada geese. The bad includes the time my brother almost shot out one of my eyes with a homemade bow and arrow. So many memories to sort out, so many times that my brother and I fought or ignored each other…

If you have a brother or sister tell them you love them today. Do it now, for we know not how much time we have left on this Earth. Don’t take anyone in your life for granted, love each minute that you can have with your siblings, family and friends.

Love my dear readers is the only thing that really matters. Love transcends death and suffering, love transcends loss, love bridges lifetime to lifetime. Love is the glue that holds human relationships together. Love is the most powerful force in the Universe.


What if I fall?

A inspired post. Please read and think about what it means to you.

Cristian Mihai


“What if I fall?” 
“Oh my darling, what if you fly?”

Do you ever ask yourself if you like the person you are? If you are who you’ve always wanted to be? Do you know who you want to be?

To be honest, it wasn’t until a few weeks ago that I realized who I really wanted to be. I want to be that guy who tells people they can fly. I want to see the magic they have stored up in their hearts for so long. And I want to make them see it, I want to make them use it. Because, truth be told, falling is just another way to fly.

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What is really important

As one grows older and hopefully wiser in life, you start to find yourself thinking about what is important to you. To me it is the simple things, a love of a great wife, the comfort that two small dogs bring, the warmth of a home on a cold winter day. You know the things that we so often take for granted.

I have lost these things before and paid dearly for them in emotional costs, monitory costs, and the loss of my dignity and self-esteem. Over time all those things were recovered and surpassed. Even though at one time I gave up and almost lost everything including my life, somehow I was lucky and the circumstances that could have been dire, turned out well for me in the long run.

I have learned through hard experience that what is really important is not what you drive, where you live or where your kids go to school. The important things to me are the love of a good woman, a warm home and the pain and suffering that I have gone through in order to recognize that the simple things are important. In the end we take nothing with us, just as we came into this existence with nothing.

Take some time today and look at your life. Only you can ask and answer the question of what is really important to you. Keep it simple, keep it honest and look into that place that only you can go and you might find a different answer to your own question.

In this time of year when commercialism


is king, when advertising is so pervasive in all of the media outlets, when we are told to buy, buy, buy, stop for a minute and ask yourself what is really important. Is it things, or is it people. Only you can answer that question for yourself honestly.

This is not a test but only a passing thought from someone who has pondered the question many times and gained the knowledge of what matters to me most.