In Remembrance... World AIDS Day

Today is World AIDS Day... again. A time to focus once again on a world tragedy and to remember those who have left us by this most courageous route. I like to think of the souls who left us in that first frightening decade as first-wave angels. Those who were lucky enough to go through it with eyes wide open, were able to face the molecular rearranging that the experience held. Many who lived superficial lives were given the opportunity to access a deeper part of themselves and come through with a very great gift indeed.

My friend George Coleman, who was a co-editor at Putnam for years before he passed on, spoke volumes when he told me, "Religion has take our Spirituality away from us. AIDS has given it back to us again." AIDS has give Spirtuality back to many of us...AIDS patients as well as loved ones looking on.

The whole experience has had the effect of a spiritual boot-camp in which many were trained to look at the world through new eyes. These are lessons that others are just now entering upon. When 9/11 happened, there was a sense in which many affected by AIDS had already "been there, done that." Not the event itself, but the dealing with the situation. The ground work had already been laid for coping with such things. We had been to hell and back and thus were not taken totally off guard to find ourselves at the doorway once more.

For this, I am greatful for the experience of front row, center seat to the AIDS drama. I did not carry AIDS in my physical body, but only in my spiritual body. Billy did the hands on work of surviving. I got to watch. We were in it together in some strange way. When he left the world in 1992, I got to stay here without him, but WITH the fortitude that the experience afforded. I doubt I am the only one. I also doubt that AIDS is the only means to this kind of fortitude... this kind of spiritual preparation that makes it possible to face the many challenges of these changing times.

So this is my salute to all of you...wherever you may find yourselves. First-wave angels and those who benefitted by their lives and deaths. You are not forgotten. Your gifts to us remain. We continue to live our lives with the strength you gave us... the strength we gave OURSELVES because of the dance you chose to dance. We love you and thank you and heed your very compelling challenge to..."Carry on."

SAFELY THROUGH THE FIRE
A Story of Love, Loss, and Rebirth

GALLERY: Happy Birthday, Jimi Hendrix...

On this day in the year 1942, Jimi Hendrix was born into the world.
A timely visitor to our lonely planet.

He was our gift.
He is with us in spirit and song.
For a tribute to Jimi and his fiancee Artist Monika Dannemann,

CLICK HERE

K Thought: And What of the Tyranny Within...

To be considered -- another timely thought by Krishnamurti...

. . . It is a most extraordinary thing that although most of us are opposed to political tyranny and dictatorship, we inwardly accept the authority, the tyranny, of another to twist our minds and our way of life.

-- J. Krishnamurti, Freedom from the Known, p. 10

November 22, 1963...

Ask why...

Then carry on anyway.

Camelot IS...

R.I.P. - JFK

Take a Walk...

Take a walk.
Take everyone with you.
Your hopes... realized and dashed.
Your dreams... realistic and non...
Your emotions... violent, peaceful, and in between.
Judge none of them.
They are merely facets of who you are.
And you are GREAT.
Remember that.
Take you and your menagerie out into the air...
Breathe it in.
Let Mother Earth hug the lot.
Let her heal the wounds.
Let her give you strength for the tasks at hand.
Let all your passengers feel her love.
They will settle down.
They want to be loved too.
A good long walk will help.
You will be OK.
Vim

Tomorrow...

'I am the Lizard King
I can do anything
I can make the earth stop in its tracks
I made the blue cars go away

For seven years I dwelt
In the loose palace of exile
Playing strange games
With the girls of the island

Now I have come again
To the land of the fair, and the strong, and the wise

Brothers and sisters of the pale forest
O Children of Night
Who among you will run with the hunt?

Now Night arrives with her purple legion
Retire now to your tents and to your dreams
Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth
I want to be ready'

An excerpt from Jim Morrison's
THE CELEBRATION OF THE LIZARD

Upside Down Trees With Something to Say...

Well, a new trend in Christmas decor is upon us. And truthfully, I think they're ON to something. Upside-down Christmas trees are now available through Target online and ChristmasForMe.com among others. Nobody really knows why. But the symbology of it AND the timing are quite intriguing. For generations the triangular trees have reached to the skies, pointing to the heavens in celebration of an incarnation. Almost in anticipation... as if to say, 'when ya gonna GET here.' Or could we say, pointing up there, way off somewhere to something desired but apparently unreachable.

Now with this trend I can't help but see that we've gotten our answer. Whatever us UP THERE is finally reaching back, pointing downward as if to say 'I'm on my way.' And what do we get when these two triangular ideas merge...The White Eagle lodge describes this merging of triangles like this:

The six-pointed star is actually a very old symbol, and it's not linked to any particular religion in history. Different people have described it in different ways, but one of them is to think of it as composed of two triangles. One points upward, and symbolises all our hopes and aspirations. The other points downward, and symbolises the light that comes to us, like grace. The two completely joined with no divisions, symbolises perfect balance. It means balance between the gifts of life and our gift to life.

How appropriate the symbol for these strange and transformative times...
...as heaven now comes to earth.

A Message from Sydney Has-No-Horses...

FROM VIMALA's MAILBAG:

Hi Vimala-Hope all is well with you. I am passing this on to you because I thought it was interesting and has an air of authenticity. This is rather fear based stuff which I don't recommend anyone subscribe to but is a good example of the death urge mentality on this planet which is pretty strong.

Maybe that's what we came here to heal...
Sparkfx
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A MESSAGE FROM SIDNEY HAS-NO-HORSES:

[from the transcript of the Regular October Session (October 4, 2005)of the Cheyenne River Sioux Tribal Council Proceedings at Eagle Butte,South Dakota]

"ROBERT WALTERS: Mr. Chairman, thank you and Council, with us isSidney Has-No-Horses. He is a medicine man from Oglala and Mr.Chariman, he has a message that he's going to all the tribes, all thereservations with that came out of a ceremony and I feel it's a goodmessage. I visited Mr. Has-No-Horses and so at this time, I'd like toget the floor for him.

SIDNEY HAS-NO-HORSES: "Mitakuye Oyasin. All my relatives.

"I'd like to get in the middle if I could, I really don't like to use the mic.

"My name is Sidney Has-No-Horses. I'm from the Pine Ridge Reservation. You probably know my father, his name was Dawson Has-No-Horses. He was a yuwipi man, a powerful medicine man. My grandfather's name is Frank Fools Crow. He was also a powerful medicine man.

"Six months ago, we had a ceremony, in this ceremony, two angels came to me and they talked to me and they told us of the devastation that would happen to the islands and the Indian Ocean.

"They told us of the earthquakes that would hit Japan.

"They told us of the earthquakes that will hit South American and they also told us of the Tsunami that wiped out all the people and they told us of the hurricanes that came to Florida, the one that came to New Orleans and the one that went to Texas. There's one more hurricane coming to wipe out another city. Two weeks ago, we has a ceremony, Sitting Bull came in and he talked to me; Crazy Horse, he talked to me; Chief Big Foot talked to me and they asked me to go to the Seven Council Fires and to the Council People and to warn all of these Fires, within six months. There's going to be a tidal wave that's going to wipe out Los Angeles. Within six months, there 's going to be an eruption in the northwest with the volcanoes.

"Two eruptions within six months. They say from the eruptions of theses volcanoes, the ash is coming, the Missouri River will be destroyed. They say the water that we drink from the ground is going to be no longer drinkable. These hardships are coming because God is bringing this. Whether you believe in Christianity, Native American Church or the traditional way, if you read the Bible, we are going into the fourth seal. There's diseases coming that are going to wipeout our children and like this man said here, meth -methaphetamine on our rez is very bad too. If we don't stop that, it's going to destroy the next generation. Many vegetables are going to be born into our tribes. When I'm done here, I am going to Standing Rock [Reservation] and I am going to stand in front of them, their council and tell them the same thing I am telling you now. This winter is going to be very cold for a long time. Ranchers are going to lose their horses and cows because it is not going to warm up. The price of propane is going to skyrocket and sometimes they are not going to be able to deliver the propane to our families. This food issue in the Bible, it says one day there will be no food in the store's shelves. If you look at the hurricane, a lot of the stores, there's no food on the shelves.

"These people lost their homes. They can't drink the water and so I come because of the mighty chiefs that talked to me and because of who I am. They tell me, I need to warn the tribes.

"Today, I came here without announcement, but to see you all gathered like this, I know God is on my side to see you gathered. The Sisseton-Wahpeton tomorrow will be gathered at 10 o'clock and they will hear what I have to hear. The Flandreau people are going to be waiting for me tomorrow evening. I 'm going up to Fort Yates here, I'm going to talk to them even if it's after hours and so I thank you very much for letting me come in and I'm thankful that I got all of you together at the same time. I offer you all a handshake.

"My name is Sidney Has-No-Horses. I'm from Batesland, South Dakota. You might want to write this down. My phone number is (removed). We incorporated ourselves through the State of South Dakota to let you know that we are serious. Within six months, we are going to be living in hell of a world and these chiefs have talked to me, and my cousins. If you ever want a ceremony, you get ahold of us and we will bring you a ceremony to let you believe. But the chiefs tell me, some of you have good hearts. Some of you have good mind. Some of you have spirituality. You are the people that will take heed on the words I bring and there's alot of people that didn't believe us when everything we told them has happened and my President, Cecilia Fire Thunder, I talked to her yesterday and she supports because everything I told her would happen to our tribe has happened.

"The power of God, he knows what he's bringing to us and in three years, as the keepers of Mother Earth, if the Seven Fires do not come together, there's going to be a meteorite that will be coming and it's going to hit off of San Francisco and they told us that the Seven Council Fires, these Seven Fires never has hate and jealousy toward each other. I've been trying to get the medicine men of Oglala to be in unity, but they can't and now God asked me to come and get all the Tribal Councils together and all the tribes together.

"That's a very hard job that he's giving me. I'm very nervous as I stand here in front of you, but I tried to look you all in the eye to let you know that I'm for real and so at this time, there are food for thought, things you can think about in the next six month and this little time you have given me. I thank you. Now I'm going to Standing Rock. I will be going to every reservation.. '

"Maybe the tribal members will get together and at least thetribal presidents will have a ceremony for all you to hear and believein God. "All my relatives. Mitakuye Oyasin."

RETYPED TRANSCRIPT OF THE COUNCIL PROCEEDINGS HELD IN EAGLE BUTTE, SOUTH DAKOTA ON OCTOBER 4, 2005, REGULAR OCTOBER SESSION

Remembering Laughter...

Reposting this from the BringEmOn forum...just a reminder not to take the world too seriously. "Blissings" everyone.! - Vim

This is in reponse to Namaskar's post at RMN on Saturday, 24 September 2005, 11:17 p.m. Here is the link:
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=79155

RESPONSE: Thanks for posting this N. It HAS to be this way. People are making too much progress inwardly for the OUTward to be this "bad". I don't know where, dimensionally, or how, practically, it will all manifest, but I have 'done' with so much of the 'crap'. Alot of people that I know are 'getting it'. And it doesn't take ALL of us, but only a critical mass. But then again, it only takes ONE of us because the ONE is the ALL. He who saves the ONE or HIMSELF, saves the world ENTIRE. So, it's like the post I made about the movie WarGames. "But look at the screen. Does it even make sense???" Does the MESS of the world make SENSE...? NOPE.

I have a friend who did a hit of acid at some festival one summer. He came home and talked about his insights. He had laughed for hours. The message he had been given was this: "IT'S ALL FOR OUR AMUSEMENT." I think about that ALOT! If it all weren't so tragic, I'd be laughing my head off. But then, maybe a good laugh would melt the "tragic" part away, eh? Maybe Robert Plant says it best: "Does anyone remember Laughter????????" WHY NOT??? Anyways, just wanted to let you know that your post was a GOOD ONE and to thank you for it...

Vimala

WarGames Link: PANIC! The Bad Guys Are Winning [Are they?]

Page and Plant Remembering Laughter

Remembering Laughter: One for the Road...

Hey, at least we know where we ARE, eh?

Pondering....;-)

St.Clair: Zen of Knowing...

He stood with his back to the wall. Wearing a dark suit, a white shirt and dark polished shoes. He looked the way a Time Lord would as he passed though the corridors of time. The sun at midday set crescents of light to shape the shadows cast by the windows. Lines fell between the shadows across the stone floor. He was perfectly at home in the castle, his portal between the worlds.

The wall behind shimmered slightly and opened out into a large space filled with light. People dressed in fine flowing robes seemed to be at work in the space beyond the walls of our reality. Like a gentle rain, rays of rainbow coloured light flooded into the chamber and merged with the man standing close to the wall. How sad that most people have forgotten the Rainbow Clans, the Master Of Light has not forgotten.

Much later he turned to look at the light cast through a portal window high above the lake. Tiny rainbows turned mysteriously across his forehead. The perfectly round crystal was the mirror fragmenting the Eclipse. The same rainbow colours appear on dark mussel shells growing on the rocks beside the seashore. If you look closely enough you can see the rainbow colours of light within the dark pearl of the shellpeople. The shellfish listen to the sound of the moon passing slowly over the face of the sun.

The portal of light closed as silently as it had opened. The space beyond once more merged into heavy stone and the high pillars holding the chamber in place returned to their original form. Only the man walking back across time seemed to shimmer with the light of the portal wall, otherwise the rainbow tribes would be forgotten and humans would lose their connection with the Clans of Light across the bridge of time. ---by MStC

The invisible worlds await you. Take the journey...! -Vim

SEEING MIRROR: MESSAGE FROM THE FUTURE
by Michael St.Clair

Frankenstein's "Volcanic" Origins...

As it turns out, it may be that one of Halloween's most recognizable characters was born as an indirect result of volcanic activity thousands of miles away. In April of 1815, an Indonesian volcano blew up, spewing dust and ash into the air, blocking sunlight and interfering with the seasons. A volcanic winter settled in over much of Europe and America the following summer.

One can almost imagine what effect the dark and cold summer days of 1816 had upon a young Mary Shelley, with it's food shortages, flooding, summer ice, and almost constant rainfall. Nothing cheery here. And somehow it explains her choice of the icy waters of the Artic Circle for the opening scene. It seems a perfect birth place for a story of a creation gone wrong. Seems that monsters and vampires were both developed during those cold and dreary days...

Here's what Wikipedia has to say:

During the snowy summer of 1816, the "Year Without A Summer ," the world waslocked in a long cold volcanic winter caused by the eruption of Tambora in 1815. In this terrible year, the then Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin, age 19, and her husband-to-be Percy Bysshe Shelley, visited Lord Byron at the Villa Diodati by Lake Geneva in Switzerland.

After reading Fantasmagoriana, an anthology of German ghost stories, Byron challenged the Shelleys and his personal physician John William Polidori each to compose a story of their own.

Mary conceived an idea after she fell into a waking dream or nightmare during which she saw "the pale student of unhallowed arts kneeling beside the thing he had put together." This was the germ of Frankenstein.

Byron managed to write just a fragment based on the vampire legends he heard while travelling the Balkans, and from this Polidori created The Vampyre (1819), the progenitor of the romantic vampire literary genre. Thus, the Frankenstein and vampire themes were created from that single circumstance.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
Vim

Time Stands Still...

Clocks were turned back one hour early this morning. And Big Ben was turned OFF for repairs. In the de-powered hurricane zones, Time is gone, though slowly it encroaches. It is always amazing to see how Time can be picked up and moved around at will. For just that moment, it's illusory nature shines through. For just that moment, we are blissfully disoriented. Alarms fall silent. Appointments dissolve. The chain falls to the ground. And in that non-moment, we know how things could be. Maybe some day we'll get over it, and it's pull on our lives and we will learn to come and go with the tides and the moons and the seasons. Until then... good luck old sir... Hope they fix/ed you up good and fine! ---Vim

SEE LINKS:

INSPECTION HALTS BIG BEN's CHIMES

IN PICTURES: BIG BEN's BIG TURN OFF

The Perfect Dream...

This dream was posted by Teri at the syzygyjob dream board back on January 17, 2005. The board has been rearranged twice so the post isn't available anymore. I found it as I was going through files yesterday, so here it is. Seems appropriate to post in light of recent Plame-gate events. Also, it doesn't hurt to imagine how things might go from here. Call it fodder for the future. Enjoy!

As a Sag, Have had some amazing experiences. Especially during the Mercury thing, but there are days when I can barely navigate, it hurts so bad at the emotional level. Sometimes I get the feeling that for every really great day, there has to be the opposite experience because that is where the 'great day' got its energy from. Don't know for sure. Watching it. I'll figure it out yet! Looking forward to the CME this eve.

Had a dream this afternoon that bush and cheney were arrested! And big transports were sent over to pick up all the boys in Iraq. They had temporarily put some woman in charge...someone like Sandra Day O'connor? Or at least of that stature. (She looked like Meryl Streep) And she was attending to the day to day White House while everything else got sorted out. The military were very concerned about looking like they had taken over the gov, that was why the Woman. IRS was immediately announced as having been abolished. Leonard Peltier was let out of prison and we threw a big party. MC was there and he was asking her about her dreams. ;-) And...oh, there were some members of Congress also arrested. The rest were being advised as to what was going on and why. Some of this I was hearing as tv announcements. Other parts I seemed to be standing there listening and could feel myself encouraging those who were involved.

Now THAT is a Dream!

Teri

A Lesson from the Life of Rosa Parks...

Yesterday's outlaw is tomorrow's HERO!

Take it from there... ;-)


R.I.P. ---Rosa Parks
Feb. 4, 1913 - Oct. 24, 2004

There's a New Painting on the Wall...

...over at the Gallery.

Ever wonder what's "Beneath the Surface"???

Enjoy!

Vim

Sometimes Ya Gotta BE the Tsunami...

Sometimes, you look at your life and everything and every one settled in around you, and you look into yourself and you know that you can't maintain the status quo anymore. And you know that your own growth requires movement. The grand shift is upon you. And you know that when you make your move, coastlines will flood, structures will fall, things that were alive will die, and life as you & they know it will end forever. Sometimes you just have to look at what you are going to do to people's lives...to your own life...and then re-arrange yourself anyway. Sometimes ya gotta BE the tsunami. ---Vim

"Transformation from fate to destiny begins when a human being wakes up to face his/her patterns of behavior, seeing the soul mirror, and alters the whole configuration of the energy shell, therefore creating a completely new set of events, and a completely new human being. If everyone could be taught this magical shamanic lesson simultaneously, we could transform society within a year. Failing that, we change only ourselves, those who wish to transform our own lives. We the FEW, and with it we begin a totally new and untried future. This would then be a definition of 'co'-creation with God." ---Michael St.Clair's Passage to Peace, Ch. 13: Magi’s Passage

"Concentric Circles" by Edwina Peterson Cross

"One Polaroid Away from Global War on Chickens..."

Must be something about all of those liberated chickens that finally GOT to the powers that be. Never fear, they are gonna do something about it. I know it's a stretch, but the two stories [Katrina Liberates Chickens and the Bird Flu Scare issue] seem related. I leave both stories for your consideration. Enjoy?!?!? --Vim

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A Chicken Smokin' Pot
By James Churches

t r u t h o u t / Satire

Herbert Hoover was ridiculed for a dubious claim that he promised "a chicken in every pot," when running for president in 1928. This "promise" came to haunt Hoover during the 1932 election against FDR, when chickens were in pretty short supply.

gWb, not one to let a chicken make a fool of him, has promised to deploy Army Special Forces and Navy Seals to ensure every flu-ridden chicken does hard time in the torture coop at Gitmo.

Said gWb at the White House on October 4, 2005, concerning the threat of avian flu: "One option is the use of the military that's able to plan and move. So that's why I put it on the table." Notice, again, the food metaphor echoing Hoover.

Fearful of getting caught again with his golf slacks down ("If Katrina wants to complain some more about her kid gettin' shot in Iraq, flip her a quarter and tell her to call Bill Clinton;" "Uh, sir, that's Cindy. Katrina's the, uh, the storm;" "You got that right! She's a real windbag!"), gWb intends to pre-empt the avian flu by using the same DoD intelligence apparatus that produced rock solid proof of Iraqi WMDs and a million vats of botulism, black plague and athlete's foot.

He has tagged his favorite show-and-tell puppet, Colon Powell, to present satellite images of Asian chickens at mobile biological weapons labs on the streets of Bangkok and Kuala Lumpur (cleverly disguised as rolling stir-fry stands). Their intention? To ship avian-flu-frozen-dim-sum to the supermarkets of America! (Primarily super WalMarts, since they already have frozen dim sum factories in China.)

With actionable intelligence like this, gWb intends to attack the avian flu before it attacks us. A high White House source who wishes to remain anonymous but goes by the nickname Peckerhead reports that the president sees a bright silver lining in the looming bird flu cloud.

"He was saying the other morning over Ding-dongs and coffee that we might be able to 'kill two birds with one stone' on this deal," says the source. "We take out the chickens and Kim Jung Il's nukes in one fell swoop!"

The source claims the president is just one Polaroid away from declaring a "Global War on Chickens," which may go on indefinitely.

"Chickens is an elusive enemy. One'll pop up here, clucking about this 'er that, then BOOM, it'll disappear in the coop, blend in, see, and you can't tell fish from fowl," gWb is reported to have said.

Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld is reportedly "tickled pink" about the new assignment. He plans another "shock and awe" treatment for the misbehavin' avians, with a repeat performance of his patented "decapitation strike," just like he administered to the Butcher of Baghdad.

"You take off the top chicken's head, well now, she's gonna hop around for awhile, squirtin' blood all over the barnyard," says Rumsfeld. "If that's not a deterrent, I'm not wearing boxers with an arrow at the crotch that says, 'This way to the bunker buster!'"

Col. Sanders of Farmland Security declared that suspicious domestic chickens will be rounded up and sent to detention centers in an operation code-named "Tyson." Many birds will not be returning to their farms.

FEMA will be in charge of outsourcing the PR campaign. "We don't want the public accusing us of species profiling," says a resurrected turkey named "Brownie." To that end, an occasional duck and/or goose will be sent along for "processing."

"Herbert Hoover might have caught a chicken smokin' pot - hell, everbody ties a wild hair - but I caught 'em dead to rights plottin' a terror strike," says gWb. "I will not rest until chickens have been eliminated from the world."

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James E. Churches is an oxygen-starved writer living in the mountains of Colorado. His new satire novel, Pirates of the Potomac, ships the Bush administration on a wild pirate caper aboard the good ship Liberty. It is available now at Pirates of the Potomac.

Happy Anniversary: E = mc2 [1905-2005]

Albert Einstein and I are finally becoming friends. It has taken a long while. While I am a great lover of science and mathmatics, I must confess that when I hit Physics 101 I had a personal meltdown. There was something of the abstract in light, energy, and mass that I just couldn't get ahold of. My life was in enough of a mess at the time, that only the literal, the concrete and the visibly measurable would work for me. So I bailed out.

Over the years, I have tried to read Einstein, tried to have people explain it to me, only to get to that same point where my efforts to understand would collapse in futility. "I'm a Newtonian at heart," I would say, "and there's nothin' you can do about it." Finally, one of those cool past life regressionist types clued me in that Newton and I had this thing going in a past life. "You remember what Marty was to Doc Brown in 'Back to the Future?' " Joseph said to me. "That's you." OH! and NOW I get it. I'm not just fighting an idea, here, I'm giving up a lifetime of work. And my loyalty as his faithful assistant. I mean I didn't run around retrieving fallen apples for nothing. I believed in what Sir Isaac was doing. I defined my world by his discoveries. And I apparently dragged it all in with me this time in a manner of speaking.

It came in handy some times. Like the time in 5th grade when we did that study on Light and Color. My teacher, Mr. Mills, taught the unit to the whole 5th and 6th grade that year. I took to the subject like a duck to water. I was a prism and spectrum wizard, and one of only 5 students to Ace the course.

To this day, I still use Newton's theory of color to picture what creation was and where we are headed. The white light passes through the prism, breaking it into the colors of the rainbow. That's creation. God as Light, breaking Itself into all of Its components in order to observe Itself in Its many forms and relationships. That's us, the colors. And now there's this re-gathering occurring, a reconnection of all of the many parts, coming back together through the second prism,... back into the white light. That's God re-collecting Itself to see what It is all about. We are merely Color, being Color, and reporting back to the White Light all that we ARE. Got it?

So where do ya put Einstein with all of that. I know...I'm so far behind the rest of the world. But I'm getting it finally, so don't worry too much...

My salute to NOVA on PBS for succeeding in spelling it out for me in a way that I can understand. "Einstein's Big Idea" aired yesterday, and if they're smart, they'll air it again. They broke the formula down into all it's parts including the 'squared' part, which to me, was most fascinating... that 'squared' actually MEANT something and had to be discovered like everything else. The whole formula makes sense, though I couldn't repeat it back to save my soul. But for me, if I can get the vibe of something new, sometimes that is enough. [In this case, it's a miracle!] If I know that it CAN be understood, that's all I need. But I don't grab onto it too much. 'Cause there's just too much of it. And as my whole Newtonian dilemma proves, if ya hang on too much, then the new won't be able to find it's way in. Stuff changes. Einstein is just a link in the line of what's to come. He's got his place and I salute him and wish him and his formula a Happy 100th Anniversary...and many more!

Oh... and one more thing, Mr. Einsten... don't feel too bad when you get bumped down the ladder a bit. It happens to the best of 'em!;-)

Sincerely,

Vimala

PS I guess, according to Einstein himself, there is hope for those of us who catch on late... I just read this and now I dont' feel so bad...

The ordinary adult never gives a thought to space-time problems... I, on the contrary, developed so slowly that I did not begin to wonder about space and time til I was an adult. I then delved more deeply into the problem than any other adult or child would have."
--Albert Einstein

"Message from a Tree"

by Patty "Crow Silly"
posted at the Earthboppin Board

As I sat beside the Fire
I closed my eyes to Pray
for Harmony, LOVE and Peace
to enter Our Hearts Today.
As I opened my eyes
I looked out and saw a face
in the high treetop across the way.
I said, "Hi, Grandfather!"
and smiled , closing my eyes in Prayere once more.
When I opened them again another Tree was smiling back.
Then this Sacred Brother Tree told me a story;


There in my mind was a Tree.
It lived long and grew strong.
One day a Storm came.
Rain and Hail struck it
and Lightning split it open.
That Winter Water gathered in the crack
and ice split it even more.
In the Spring Insects lived there,
Sqirrel chewed away the bark
and picked out some fine grubs,
then Woodpecker got some from deeper within.
All this time the Tree stood silent,
never a complaint, not one grumble.
As It's last leaf fell to the Ground
It Stood there, some would say 'dead',
but It was a standing monument Praising Creator ,
It's SPIRIT still strong.

Then I saw a poor couple
wandering in the wilderness,
the Woman's belly large with Child.
The Husband found this Sacred Tree,
gathered up some wood and headed back.
He started a Fire and they kept warm beside it.
In the Night the baby was born.
I saw as the Child opened his eyes
and peered into the Flames,
remembering still the same colors
from the Womb he had just left.

Then I saw an old Man sitting beside a Fire,
breathing his last Breath and watching the final flicker.
It is the same Flame the Baby saw.
Then I saw the two of them,
the Baby and the Elder,
sitting side-by-side
around a Fire in the Heavens,
where They were One.

Bits o' this 'n' that...

I had a dream last night.
In it, I heard someone say,
there is nothing left to do...
...but dance!
Shall we????:-)

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BTW...
Today is John Lennon's 65th birthday.
Happy Birthday, John!

PS: It's still ok to Imagine!

"You may say I'm a dreamer,
but I'm not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one."