A Woman has the power to dictate her every day.
Like a butterfly, She can light upon the space she stands
and channel in every way.
She can tilt and twist that directed at her from distress back into peace.
The sweetness of her quiet dignity, arresting all without a crease.
The stillness of her presence unmoved by doubt and fear, her sensitivity heightened
means now and then a quiet tear.
A woman in good alignment craves not the worship of those in her care, because,
A woman of good consignment carries the Goddess far and near.
Chiron'
Friday, November 18, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
America the Beautiful...
America.
The United States.
Land that I love.
Land of the free…….BECAUSE……..of the Brave.
This land is your land. This land is my land. This land is home to you and me.
There are many in the world whose lives have been irrevocably impacted by the values that America represents. America has been the big brother to the world for quite a while now. The world has looked at its people with a variety of emotion. America is like the big brother that other kids in the playground would ominously warn aggressors about. Who would have thought that, as adults, we play out the very same routines that occurred on the playground?
Times change.
As times change so do people.
The virility of the strength of America has always been its sheer number of people with shared values. The “melting pot” worked. It didn’t matter where you came from, what you had been through to get here, once you were an American Citizen, you were accepted. Included. Respected. Cherished. Honored. It is because of this many seek to serve in the world’s largest VOLUNTEER military. Those who come from places without the freedoms that many Americans take for granted, KNOW, what the value of this country is, and they often seek to bond with it by offering to defend it for a few years,….at least, historically.
Times change.
America is no longer the melting pot. People who come to America do not leave behind the customs and loyalties and language from whence they came. As a result, America is weakened. No longer is America composed of a unified resolve regarding such simple concepts as morality, honor, and respect.
America is beset on all sides by the tyranny of weak and evil men, and she is suffering.
The WORLD will become a vastly different place without the backbone of America to take a leadership position on any given topic. America serves the world even if the world isn’t in agreement with America. By offering a fixed position, America creates a framework by which others measure their own position.
“The American Dream” has always merely been a dream, but our pursuit of it has unified all of us for many years. It isn’t a “white man’s dream”. It’s the dream of liberty. Freedom. The ability to work hard to make ourselves happy without fear that the fruits of our labors will be taken away from us.
Times change.
People change.
When people no longer believe in their country, then that country will cease to exist.
Those who do not know history, are doomed to repeat it.
It’s not too late to turn all this around.
To do so will require a collective conscious effort. To do so means that we must convince newcomers that what they came here for in the first place was attractive to them because it was a GOOD thing.
To do so means that we must dispense with all of this “politically correct” HORSESHIT, and remember and honor what it means to be a GOOD CITIZEN OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.
We can do it.
We can be stronger than ever before.
But this is one issue that we must not turn away from, it is something we cannot simply agree with and leave to “others” to do. It will take all of us. We MUST REMEMBER THAT OUR SIMILARITIES ARE GREATER THAN OUR DIFFERENCES. We must realize that the American flag does NOT represent republicans or democrats or government. It represents US.
YOU AND ME.
Your weird neighbor and the homosexual couple down the street. The religious, the poor, the wealthy, the challenged, the struggling, and the plain. US.
Happy Birthday America.
I love you.
Chiron
The United States.
Land that I love.
Land of the free…….BECAUSE……..of the Brave.
This land is your land. This land is my land. This land is home to you and me.
There are many in the world whose lives have been irrevocably impacted by the values that America represents. America has been the big brother to the world for quite a while now. The world has looked at its people with a variety of emotion. America is like the big brother that other kids in the playground would ominously warn aggressors about. Who would have thought that, as adults, we play out the very same routines that occurred on the playground?
Times change.
As times change so do people.
The virility of the strength of America has always been its sheer number of people with shared values. The “melting pot” worked. It didn’t matter where you came from, what you had been through to get here, once you were an American Citizen, you were accepted. Included. Respected. Cherished. Honored. It is because of this many seek to serve in the world’s largest VOLUNTEER military. Those who come from places without the freedoms that many Americans take for granted, KNOW, what the value of this country is, and they often seek to bond with it by offering to defend it for a few years,….at least, historically.
Times change.
America is no longer the melting pot. People who come to America do not leave behind the customs and loyalties and language from whence they came. As a result, America is weakened. No longer is America composed of a unified resolve regarding such simple concepts as morality, honor, and respect.
America is beset on all sides by the tyranny of weak and evil men, and she is suffering.
The WORLD will become a vastly different place without the backbone of America to take a leadership position on any given topic. America serves the world even if the world isn’t in agreement with America. By offering a fixed position, America creates a framework by which others measure their own position.
“The American Dream” has always merely been a dream, but our pursuit of it has unified all of us for many years. It isn’t a “white man’s dream”. It’s the dream of liberty. Freedom. The ability to work hard to make ourselves happy without fear that the fruits of our labors will be taken away from us.
Times change.
People change.
When people no longer believe in their country, then that country will cease to exist.
Those who do not know history, are doomed to repeat it.
It’s not too late to turn all this around.
To do so will require a collective conscious effort. To do so means that we must convince newcomers that what they came here for in the first place was attractive to them because it was a GOOD thing.
To do so means that we must dispense with all of this “politically correct” HORSESHIT, and remember and honor what it means to be a GOOD CITIZEN OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.
We can do it.
We can be stronger than ever before.
But this is one issue that we must not turn away from, it is something we cannot simply agree with and leave to “others” to do. It will take all of us. We MUST REMEMBER THAT OUR SIMILARITIES ARE GREATER THAN OUR DIFFERENCES. We must realize that the American flag does NOT represent republicans or democrats or government. It represents US.
YOU AND ME.
Your weird neighbor and the homosexual couple down the street. The religious, the poor, the wealthy, the challenged, the struggling, and the plain. US.
Happy Birthday America.
I love you.
Chiron
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Carrier Wave
Every once in a while something happens. Something seemingly insignificant on the surface, and yet, there is a part within that for a split second, Is blinded by a flash of lightening insight.
Something somewhere aligns with something else and there is almost a perceptible “click” as two pieces come together in a union most satisfying.
It’s strange how we can perceive something while in the perfect darkness. Our perceptions of it change based on where we are in reference to its position. We strain the limits of our perception as we attempt to ascertain what it is, its size, shape, or texture. The feelings that are evoked within our hearts can ring out in harmonic sympathy to it, like sonar. We know that it is there, but we are forced to continually ping for it, reaching to match perception with understanding. We do this until quite unexpectedly we stumble across it for a millisecond, and are at once blinded by its brilliance.
If we are not careful to stop quickly enough, we will lose it, and its mystery will haunt us long thereafter.
Such is the apparent mechanism describing my Spiritual safari. As I continue to evolve, I have recognized patterns not only in the way that I discover information, but also in the way that I am somehow subconsciously aware of HOW and WHEN to self trigger such a discovery. I have become aware, for example, by no means I am able to adequately understand for the purpose of description, able to discover a film, or a book, or and experience, which I will somehow knowingly set aside, sometimes for months, until the time is right for me to trigger it. I can tell you that it’s somehow linked to some kind of time scheme, of which I am most assuredly not the author, but that’s about all I can muster for the sake of a description. It is enough however, to reassure myself that my tour through this often bizarre wonderland is in fact a guided one, and not a self directed endeavor.
Tonight I finally popped the cork on one of these interesting little “time capsules”. It was one I had discovered much earlier and set aside for reasons unknown. The name of the film is “Revolver”, and I can only describe it as more of an experience than it resembles a story. Imagine my stunned excitement to realize it was a Luc Besson film…
With any discovery of considerable magnitude there is often created in me a type of anxiety. It is the nature of the beast that anything which might be a considerable piece to the puzzle may have dramatic repercussions regarding my personal model of the Universe, my subjective reality and the inclusive common reality’s and their variants that cluster together. A new discovery of serious proportion can be upsetting because it may bring answers to questions, or, it may just bring bigger more consternating questions. I think that this is what the variable of timing has to contribute to the equation. If the timing of an important puzzle piece is off, it may be inadvertently dismissed. However, when the timing for the release or discovery of new information is appropriate, it can act as a catalyst which stimulates curiosity down a completely new path. There is also a dark side to discovery; the unnamed fear that I have been going in the wrong direction, or that my conclusions are not sound. Sometimes, very rarely, I encounter a condition where a new piece of information is somewhat unsettling because I knew it already, but the emphasis of what I thought I knew was not accented correctly, and new information pushes a definitive emphasis in a whole new way.
Such is the case with the film “Revolver”.
This is a film with a message so big, that it’s really quite amazing that they were able to shoehorn it into such a seemingly unremarkable vehicle for dissemination. It likely should have a warning label on the jacket which states, “Warning: Objects may be closer than they appear, do not view this film alone if you have a history of higher thinking, or have experienced concurrent déjà vu’”. So, if you haven’t seen this film, there is your warning. You’ll want to really prepare yourself for a message, and ensure there is no distraction.
Now. Go take a look.
Something somewhere aligns with something else and there is almost a perceptible “click” as two pieces come together in a union most satisfying.
It’s strange how we can perceive something while in the perfect darkness. Our perceptions of it change based on where we are in reference to its position. We strain the limits of our perception as we attempt to ascertain what it is, its size, shape, or texture. The feelings that are evoked within our hearts can ring out in harmonic sympathy to it, like sonar. We know that it is there, but we are forced to continually ping for it, reaching to match perception with understanding. We do this until quite unexpectedly we stumble across it for a millisecond, and are at once blinded by its brilliance.
If we are not careful to stop quickly enough, we will lose it, and its mystery will haunt us long thereafter.
Such is the apparent mechanism describing my Spiritual safari. As I continue to evolve, I have recognized patterns not only in the way that I discover information, but also in the way that I am somehow subconsciously aware of HOW and WHEN to self trigger such a discovery. I have become aware, for example, by no means I am able to adequately understand for the purpose of description, able to discover a film, or a book, or and experience, which I will somehow knowingly set aside, sometimes for months, until the time is right for me to trigger it. I can tell you that it’s somehow linked to some kind of time scheme, of which I am most assuredly not the author, but that’s about all I can muster for the sake of a description. It is enough however, to reassure myself that my tour through this often bizarre wonderland is in fact a guided one, and not a self directed endeavor.
Tonight I finally popped the cork on one of these interesting little “time capsules”. It was one I had discovered much earlier and set aside for reasons unknown. The name of the film is “Revolver”, and I can only describe it as more of an experience than it resembles a story. Imagine my stunned excitement to realize it was a Luc Besson film…
With any discovery of considerable magnitude there is often created in me a type of anxiety. It is the nature of the beast that anything which might be a considerable piece to the puzzle may have dramatic repercussions regarding my personal model of the Universe, my subjective reality and the inclusive common reality’s and their variants that cluster together. A new discovery of serious proportion can be upsetting because it may bring answers to questions, or, it may just bring bigger more consternating questions. I think that this is what the variable of timing has to contribute to the equation. If the timing of an important puzzle piece is off, it may be inadvertently dismissed. However, when the timing for the release or discovery of new information is appropriate, it can act as a catalyst which stimulates curiosity down a completely new path. There is also a dark side to discovery; the unnamed fear that I have been going in the wrong direction, or that my conclusions are not sound. Sometimes, very rarely, I encounter a condition where a new piece of information is somewhat unsettling because I knew it already, but the emphasis of what I thought I knew was not accented correctly, and new information pushes a definitive emphasis in a whole new way.
Such is the case with the film “Revolver”.
This is a film with a message so big, that it’s really quite amazing that they were able to shoehorn it into such a seemingly unremarkable vehicle for dissemination. It likely should have a warning label on the jacket which states, “Warning: Objects may be closer than they appear, do not view this film alone if you have a history of higher thinking, or have experienced concurrent déjà vu’”. So, if you haven’t seen this film, there is your warning. You’ll want to really prepare yourself for a message, and ensure there is no distraction.
Now. Go take a look.
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