A View from the Other Side

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The Decision to Stay In My Lane

Talked to someone recently and discovered that there are some cosmic-level big things going on out there, even bigger than what I was personally aware of. And as much as I thought I could affect things, well, it’s “above my pay grade” as I told them. Compared to what they and their associates are doing, I’m a tiny speck. I would barely make any difference if or when shit went down.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I don’t want to be involved in giant cosmic battles. Like I said, I wouldn’t do much good anyway. My place is to do what I can for my family, those immediately around me, and to get positive and hopeful stuff to ripple out as far as I can, however I can. That’s it. Well, and to experience what it’s like to be human and all that. Not sure how much of my purpose is that last part, but it’s a good and frustrating side… benefit? Mission? Task? Whatever it is.

As much as I’d like to feel important, it was probably good to have that reminder to stay in my lane, and just do the job I was put here for. I do a decent job of it, so the path ahead for me is obvious and clear. Keep doing what I’ve been doing, for everybody’s sake.


We Gotta Get Out of This Place

“We gotta get out of this place… if it’s the last thing we ever do…”

I’m going stir crazy here. There’s not enough people around, there’s just…. wilderness. It’s driving me up the wall. I find myself pacing like an animal, looking for some way to affect people more, better… I’m restless and anxious and the loneliness is mounting.

Work helps, exercise helps, meditation helps, but by the end of the day, I’m pacing again. Working with one person in nearly total isolation is not what I was put here to do. This can’t continue.

There’s a few I see online. I’m actually meeting up with somebody in meatspace in a couple of days. Other than my usual February visit with about five people who know I exist in the world, this will be the first time I’ve ever done something like this in years. Probably about ten years. I barely know this guy, but he seems a lot like me in some ways, so I think it’ll be good. No matter what, at least I get to exist as a person in front of somebody else for a change instead of being this invisible persona non grata like usual.

I mean, hell, that’s half the reason I keep this blog going, so that I feel like I matter to more than about five people. To teach people things about what I know and experience, sure, but also to reach out, even if the conversation is mostly one sided. Even if I’m talking to myself. At least I feel like I have a voice. That I’m affecting the world, even if it’s small right now.

The work continues. The hammer hits the wall. The shovel hits the dirt. We will get out of this place. I can’t even imagine what we’ll be able to accomplish together once we’re free.


Punching Nazis

When and how should you consider violence against evil? I know my answer, but this post is about your choices. This is a blog post you should read if this question is in your mind. It talks about all kinds of attacks, physical and metaphysical.

“The use of force destroys things. It smashes windows, breaks bones, and pushes people into poverty. It disrupts the peace and destroys lives and families. It can never be completely controlled and contained. We are all better off if we avoid violence.

“But violence is also effective – it’s one of the most direct ways to get what you want, particularly if you’re more powerful than the guy on the other side. Because it’s so effective, there’s always a temptation to use it, especially if you’re powerful enough to keep the collateral damage to others and avoid it yourself.

“When someone breaks the peace treaty and declares their intention to use force – in words or in actions – either we will respond or we will be subdued.”

Thank You

You know who you are.

It’s Here

Remember all those times when I said something’s coming? Check out this one, from February 2013. The world didn’t end in December 2012, it was a big fat catalyst point for where things are now.

A lot of people didn’t believe me. Some did, and I thank you for listening, but… these things get brushed off. “There’s always been strife,” people say. “There’s always war somewhere in the world,” people say.

Yeah, well.

I know I have a worldwide audience, so maybe my American perspective is skewing things, but Brexit is tearing the EU and UK apart, Greece has been a mess for years, only a tiny handful of nations can afford to put on the Olympic Games anymore, ice is melting fast at the poles, glaciers are disappearing, millions of trees are suddenly dying, and now the US is teetering on the cusp of a choice. A choice between light and dark, just like in the UK. The choice between moving forward toward a progressive future where all people are respected, and… the opposite.

As if adding a big fat period on the end of the sentence, today thousands of Native Americans were ordered to get off their own ancestral lands by December 5, so that a private company can continue to bulldoze sacred burial sites so they can build an oil pipeline to make rich people richer. Lands that the Native Americans have every right to be on because of treaties that the Federal government signed in the nineteenth century. Treaties that the same government is now ignoring.

It’s going to get worse before it gets better. People have already died, even before November 8. More are going to die. I wish I had better news. I wish I could do more, but I’m just one guy.

If ever there was a time for you to act, this is it. Yes, you reading my words right now. You can all do something. Donate, if you can. If you don’t have money, send emails and letters and make phone calls. If you don’t have somewhere to go if things get rough where you live, make plans now and pack a bug out bag. Learn how to grow or find food. Keep your gas tank full. If you’re in poor health, do what you can to improve it now. Take self defense classes. Take CPR and first aid classes. Learn Reiki and other kinds of energy work. Cast spells. Pay attention to your needs and rest if you’re getting burned out. Be there for others. Listen. Try to understand the anger and fear of oppressed groups. Be the light in the darkness.

Be the light. Be the light. Be the light.

You can save lives. Weather the coming storm the best you can. Be the shelter for others.

Be the light in the darkness. We need all the help we can get.

Have We Lost the War?

More senseless, maddening tragedy in the news tonight. Last night. Every night. People being slaughtered. People who are supposed to protect others murdering people in cold blood. People who are supposed to do something to prevent these things electing to do nothing. People acting on fear. Apathy. Racism. Classism. Misogyny. Privilege. Hate. Ignorance. Stupidity.

Nights like this, I really wonder if we’ve lost. The side of goodness, of the Light. Things seem so unbeatable and Dark and hopeless. Like it’s a tide of blood that never ends. Names. Faces. Gore. Bullets. Explosions. Death.

But we have to keep fighting. I have to remind myself, and you reading this, that the tide goes in waves. Ebb and flow. Dark and Light. I have to remind myself that this is all part of the change of the world. People choosing sides. Choosing between love and hate. Because that’s what it all boils down to, isn’t it? Do you choose to love other people unconditionally, even if you disagree with their life, their religion, their sexuality, their culture… or hate them because they’re different, and because you feel threatened in some way by that difference?

This is the moment. This is the moment where you choose what kind of world you’re going to make around you, because your actions ripple out. The butterfly effect. Every choice you make changes the world. Every choice changes you.

Please make the right choice. We can still keep things in balance and turn the tide. We can still push back the Darkness together. But we have to do it as a team, a force for good. Everyone makes a difference. Please do what you can.

Probably Beer


So Here’s a New Post

Someone actually chatted with me today (!) and said she missed my blog posts (!) so I thought I better try and post more often.

Okay, so here’s a new post.

I asked her what to post about, and she said people are confused about what the soul is, versus the spirit, and the body. It’s late at night right now, so I’ll save that for the next one. Please do let me know what you’d like me to speak on here.

We’ve been moving closer to the avatar’s goals, with a lot of balls in the air right now. Some drop, some new ones get picked up, some of the dropped ones get added back in. But any way you juggle this act, things are moving forward too.

I’ve also been working hard on some of my old damage. I’ve been a lot more peaceful lately, almost zen when things are really going well. Physician, heal thyself. Charity begins at home. If I’m crap, I can’t help anybody, so I need to un-crap myself. Which sounds really bad, but you know what I mean. *chuckles*

I’m home, I’m safe, I’m loved, I have a family. What’s that thing… basic levels of survival? Right, Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs. Doing all right on that pyramid these days. I hope you are too.

Quiet Change in the Background

I know I haven’t posted lately, and I apologize for that. I’ve been doing a lot of personal stuff, for me and for her, and stuff that I haven’t wanted to discuss in a public blog. Soon, I should be able to get back on it, because things are changing. Not just over here, but for you, too.

Yeah, I know you’ve seen it. Felt it. Everybody has, even if they won’t or can’t acknowledge it. World change and personal change.

Better get your shit together, if you haven’t already. This train isn’t going to wait for you.

You’re the Hero

What are you going to do today? Are you going to play solitaire or watch TV? Maybe do some shopping? There’s always the email to go through, and the laundry… and that cat box, wow does it need……..

…That’s one boring as shit movie, you know that?

It’s tiny. Small. Hemmed in. Ordinary. Full of minutiae that, in the end, doesn’t accomplish much of anything.

Nobody fucking cares if the dog ate your pizza, and you shouldn’t either.

You’re reading this because you want to make a difference. You want to know the secret to doing that? To being a hero?

You go out and FUCKING DO IT.

YOU are the hero of your story. YOU are creating this book, this movie, this story, this life, every second of every day. The choices you are making, right now, is writing this story. Are you going to sit around and play Candy Crush, or are you going to get off your ass and go be somebody?

You’re the most badass hero there ever was… if you write your story to be that. If you want to get a black belt in Judo, go do it. If you want to learn Reiki, go do it. If you want to wash oil off sea birds, or be a paramedic, or go dig wells in Africa, or teach people to read, or plant trees, or run a theater troupe, or march in the streets over something important… you have to actually DO THOSE THINGS. Stop thinking about it, or marveling at other people who do it, and be that person.

It really is that simple.

Write. Your. Story.

Every second of every day you have the choice what to do with that next second. The next minute. The next hour. The next day.

What kind of hero are you going to be? How do you get there? What quest are you going on next?

Every single person’s life is a hero’s journey. Don’t waste all those chances to be extraordinary.

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