What a special day for this author. I decided to take a day off from my own wage slavery, if only, to celebrate the number of the day, the 23rd. See, all of my life, the twenty-third of each month felt special to me. Many moons ago, a friend, who was worried about me and my immortal soul. Felt that it was dangerous for me to do so. I told them that all my life the twenty-third of every moon has been a special celebrated day to me. My birth-date being the 23rd (although of a different "month") and that, for me, remembering the twenty-third is important a dozen times a year. Keeping that day special and leaning more toward caring for myself on those days than my normal preoccupation with caring for others has helped me keep perspective throughout the month. I have been working for the last three weeks and when I saw a monthly birth-date on my calendar, I made sure to keep it for R&R (Rest and Relaxation). Not only do I have this wonderful date to celebrate, recover from the heat and rest my hurting body, but today, I have surpassed a new milestone in my career as a blogger. Thirty thousand page views!
I write from time to time about my work as an educator. I have always prided myself in the fact that I study more often than I teach and I learn more than many just because I'm interested in such a wide range of ideas and subjects. Since I have doggedly tried to find tools and techniques for healing the rift between humankind and nature, I feel that I am well-suited to bring these ideas to the fore, critically examine messages that are supported by the media and to pragmatically assess the probability of success of various methods for creating a more sustainable society. In point of fact, I have found multiple corroborating facts that prove, beyond a shadow of a doubt that solutions to problems that I have been advocating for decades are under assault from the oligarchs. These ideas are not my own, they are shared by tens of thousands of individuals who have been paying attention and the costs are being paid by the vast, vast majority so that the infinitesimally small fraction of one percent can live larger than ever. They collect the benefits and we are forced cover the costs. If we can learn one thing, it is that one billion is one thousand millions. To wrap out heads around giant numbers, as the current oligarchy requires, we need to understand that each billion dollars is roughly equivalent to $3 for every man woman and child in the USA. The Olympics are billed as a peaceful way to bring the world together, but the Greeks invented sports to get people to stop talking about politics. That system is still in play today. I would like to use this "Moonthly" Birthday to remind us all of where we are today, some having never heard of such a thing and some having preconceived ideas about it. I only know what good it has done for me.
When I learned, in my twenties, that pagans (my friend who taught me this called them witches) celebrate their birth-date monthly, he seemed to be telling me this as a word of warning or that I may be putting myself in some sort of danger because divine retribution might just discipline me for my transgressions. I knew that my own lifestyle and process were more important than to be judged by any external force. I took it in stride and said, "Well, I have done it all my life, so perhaps I'm a witch." What I meant was that this way of life is what I do, regardless of who else does, or their reasons for doing it. The reasons that I do continue my own spiritual development are mostly important to me, however, my quest to be a better version of myself, more pure to my spirit and humble servant to the world around me, has increased my ability to more fully participate in and to bring even more substantial gifts to the give away. If this is difficult to understand, it is because we do not discuss the give-away nearly enough in our culture. some decry the term "Socialism" as a label to impart vehement hatred or fearful disgust with the idea itself. Thinking of others is actually a healthy human trait and needs to be supported, not ridiculed. Yesterday, I was nearly killed on the highway. I was driving three people and we were within about five to eight feet of extreme hazard. In fact, I had to jerk the wheel so hard and fast to avoid a collision, that my arm hurt afterward. I am here to say that those who do not care about their fellow human beings, those who are willing to put the lives of others at risk, for whatever reason are the real danger in our society. I learned yesterday, and celebrate today the fact that I'm alive!
I am blessed with life, with friends, with love and the intellectual capacity to figure out and understand that the growing number of people who want to hurt others, lash out because they have been hurt themselves and who only think of themselves, presenting hazard to the rest of us are the real obstacle to peace and true security. If I had not elected to take today off work, you may never have heard (or read) these words. I may have never had the time to consider what importance there might be in sharing this information. I certainly don't want everyone to be like me, or practice this moonthly ritual, but I think it is important to hear the experience of one person who has tried it. Each of us brings our story to the table and more times than not, there are selfless elements that reveal humanity, The vast majority of us are not deceitful, conniving, self-serving creatures fueled by passionate greed and hate. Those who stray toward anti-humanitarian behavior, most often have been abused and neglected in their formative years. If I could get one gift for each of my moonthly birthdays, it would be restorative justice everywhere and prosecution of the corporate welfare whores and tax fraudsters. A friend once called them corporadoes, from the well-recognized term desperadoes, but these corporate "entities" are as desperate as thieves on the lam.
Today, I watched a bit of the Tour de France, Much street cred to the intrepid soul who painted "FREXIT" on the roadway. We are one! Liberty, Equality, Fraternity! Stand against "austerity measures", they are the fallout of the victimization that world banks have been holding over the heads of the people for far too long. I continue to celebrate the Universe is unfolding as it should.
I write from time to time about my work as an educator. I have always prided myself in the fact that I study more often than I teach and I learn more than many just because I'm interested in such a wide range of ideas and subjects. Since I have doggedly tried to find tools and techniques for healing the rift between humankind and nature, I feel that I am well-suited to bring these ideas to the fore, critically examine messages that are supported by the media and to pragmatically assess the probability of success of various methods for creating a more sustainable society. In point of fact, I have found multiple corroborating facts that prove, beyond a shadow of a doubt that solutions to problems that I have been advocating for decades are under assault from the oligarchs. These ideas are not my own, they are shared by tens of thousands of individuals who have been paying attention and the costs are being paid by the vast, vast majority so that the infinitesimally small fraction of one percent can live larger than ever. They collect the benefits and we are forced cover the costs. If we can learn one thing, it is that one billion is one thousand millions. To wrap out heads around giant numbers, as the current oligarchy requires, we need to understand that each billion dollars is roughly equivalent to $3 for every man woman and child in the USA. The Olympics are billed as a peaceful way to bring the world together, but the Greeks invented sports to get people to stop talking about politics. That system is still in play today. I would like to use this "Moonthly" Birthday to remind us all of where we are today, some having never heard of such a thing and some having preconceived ideas about it. I only know what good it has done for me.
When I learned, in my twenties, that pagans (my friend who taught me this called them witches) celebrate their birth-date monthly, he seemed to be telling me this as a word of warning or that I may be putting myself in some sort of danger because divine retribution might just discipline me for my transgressions. I knew that my own lifestyle and process were more important than to be judged by any external force. I took it in stride and said, "Well, I have done it all my life, so perhaps I'm a witch." What I meant was that this way of life is what I do, regardless of who else does, or their reasons for doing it. The reasons that I do continue my own spiritual development are mostly important to me, however, my quest to be a better version of myself, more pure to my spirit and humble servant to the world around me, has increased my ability to more fully participate in and to bring even more substantial gifts to the give away. If this is difficult to understand, it is because we do not discuss the give-away nearly enough in our culture. some decry the term "Socialism" as a label to impart vehement hatred or fearful disgust with the idea itself. Thinking of others is actually a healthy human trait and needs to be supported, not ridiculed. Yesterday, I was nearly killed on the highway. I was driving three people and we were within about five to eight feet of extreme hazard. In fact, I had to jerk the wheel so hard and fast to avoid a collision, that my arm hurt afterward. I am here to say that those who do not care about their fellow human beings, those who are willing to put the lives of others at risk, for whatever reason are the real danger in our society. I learned yesterday, and celebrate today the fact that I'm alive!
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| Just as we learn to turn lemons into lemonade, the life of a creative revolves around turning sow's ears into silk purses. A past tenant left these pieces of granite behind and the city now refuses to pick up waste rock and stone with our garbage. Rather than pay to haul them away and eventually put them in a landfill anyway, my wife decided to make beautiful mosaic art of them. As with all things, we attempt to do the best we can with what we have been given. |
I am blessed with life, with friends, with love and the intellectual capacity to figure out and understand that the growing number of people who want to hurt others, lash out because they have been hurt themselves and who only think of themselves, presenting hazard to the rest of us are the real obstacle to peace and true security. If I had not elected to take today off work, you may never have heard (or read) these words. I may have never had the time to consider what importance there might be in sharing this information. I certainly don't want everyone to be like me, or practice this moonthly ritual, but I think it is important to hear the experience of one person who has tried it. Each of us brings our story to the table and more times than not, there are selfless elements that reveal humanity, The vast majority of us are not deceitful, conniving, self-serving creatures fueled by passionate greed and hate. Those who stray toward anti-humanitarian behavior, most often have been abused and neglected in their formative years. If I could get one gift for each of my moonthly birthdays, it would be restorative justice everywhere and prosecution of the corporate welfare whores and tax fraudsters. A friend once called them corporadoes, from the well-recognized term desperadoes, but these corporate "entities" are as desperate as thieves on the lam.
Today, I watched a bit of the Tour de France, Much street cred to the intrepid soul who painted "FREXIT" on the roadway. We are one! Liberty, Equality, Fraternity! Stand against "austerity measures", they are the fallout of the victimization that world banks have been holding over the heads of the people for far too long. I continue to celebrate the Universe is unfolding as it should.
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