Friday, July 11, 2008

Relegating Religion to the Rear

OK,
How do I put this...
I used to pursue religion. Now I don't.
I started out with Christianity and then after I broke out of that, I pursued a combination of Zen(ish)ness, mysticism and general spirituality. Eventually I realized that, for me, it all boiled down to superstition. I WANTED to believe in something so I would justify thoughts, feelings and experiences that I couldn't understand by attributing them to a mysterious, otherworldly, overseeing, benevolent, spirit world.
Now I just believe that I exist and you exist. We all can help each other in ways that are anticipated and unanticipated. We have to be wary of those that would seek to take advantage of us in familiar ways and increasingly creative new ways. We all are trying to make our way in this world. Some have more success financially, some emotionally, some in a combination. Most things we have no control over. Some have an enormous impact such as disease or accidents or birth family etc. Some things guide our lives such a social customs, laws, relationships, employment, etc. Some things we have a degree of ability to guide by virtue of our choice making skills. The more education we have the more information to use in making choices. The more intellect we have and choose to employ, the probability that we will be successful increases. Nonetheless, everything over which we believe we have control can change in an instant and suddenly our illusion of control slips out from under us.
So the question becomes, for me, how do I find a balance between attempting to manage control and being able to be flexible when the notion of control is suddenly replaced with the realization that it is an illusion?
That is the closest I come to the point at which people turn to religion. I prefer to accept the struggle and face it head on rather than relegate the responsibility to "a higher power".
Now, I have nothing against people who chose the "higher power" route. I have been there. There is a great deal of comfort in handing over the "control" to the higher power. Since it is an illusion anyway, why not. Then you just have to follow the rules to the best of your ability and ask for forgiveness for your mistakes. I do ask forgiveness. I ask forgiveness of the people whom I have offended. I attempt to manage myself so I don't offend them in the first place. I accept my "humanity" and the imperfection that comes with it. I try to forgive myself as well. If I can't forgive myself how can I forgive anybody else?
The world in which we live is filled with roses and wasps, as in the photo above (nice photo Alex!). I try to smell the roses and avoid the wasps. I try to be a rose and not a wasp.
Greenmoss

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Here is my planet



The reason I asked that question is to get from you what are the ways you identify yourself. ?Are you a human first, a woman first, an american, parent, yoga instructor, ...
Then, after that what comes next and next and next...?
I am a human, a man, a father, husband, nurse, philosopher, friend, homeowner, liberal. After that there is a long list of stuff. At the end of the list there are a bunch of things that are subject to change.
Who are you?
Greenmoss

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

What planet are you from?







Here is the next question:
If I was from another planet, what would you tell me about yourself to explain WHO you are?

I'll explain why I am asking in the next episode.

Greenmoss

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

The Seeker and the Sad Man

Once upon a time there was a seeker
that traveled through life with
open eyes and ears.
The seeker tried out new ideas
and discussed unfamiliar ones
with the people who talked about them.
The seeker continuously recreated the image
of the universe seeking to make the
most sense out of all the ideas
and experiences combined.
The seeker was humble enough to know
it was an impossible task
but worthwhile at the same time.
One day the seeker came upon a man that was crying.
He was sobbing deeply as he sat beside the road.
"What makes you cry so hard?" asked the seeker.
"All the sadness in the world." replied the sad man.
"Do all the wonderful things in the world
make you laugh?" the seeker asked.
At that the crying man stopped crying.
He tipped his head a little to the side,
thought about the question for a moment,
and said, "I only laugh at things one at a time."
"Now that you mention it, there are a lot of
funny and wonderful things."
This made him burst out laughing.
However, this laughter was brief.
The sad man started crying again.
"What now?" the seeker inquired.
"If I had only thought of that sooner
I would have been much happier in my life.
Now I have focused on too many of the sad things.
I won't be able to find balance."
The seeker asked the sad man,
"If you could find balance,
how would you do it?"
The sad man stopped crying once again.
He tipped his to the side and
thought about the question.
Finally, he replied,
"I'll have to figure that one out."
and off he trotted talking to himself.
The seeker sat thinking there
by the side of the road.
"What if happiness is not the
balance point?"
What if it is the ability
to acknowledge sadnesses one at a time
just the way we acknowledge joy.
We can move on.
Then happy and sad memories
can inhabit us
without causing a mutiny.

Does any of that make sense?
Greenmoss

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

I'm getting ahead of you

this is #3
take it or leave it
say what you will
I could swear
but I won't
not because of you
or my mom
or 3rd grade children
because
even though I feel like it
I choose not to
or to not
feel free to let 'em fly yourselves
I like them very much

Greenmoss

beautiful

flowers and bird and butterflies
sunrise sunset sunny days
smiles and kisses and laughter
babies and kittens and lullabys
oceans lakes and streams
mountains snowfall spring

green mossy forest

antideperspiressent

I'm trying not to stink at being happy.
too much sugar?
too much crap?
too much everything?
I need a nap!
People here
People there
People I like
and those that scare
doing good
doing bad
doing doing doing doing doing doing
boing boing boing boing boing boing
goes my head
without stopping
without stopping
without...................................................
have a nice day
Greenmoss