The Lone Star in the Sky

Either sounds like I’m writing about 2000 year-old Christmas-based astronomy or Texas, when actually I’m just noting what I saw early this morning when I looked out my upstairs window: a lone star in the sklone stary.

The most amazing part of this personal observation was that only seeing one bright light in the darkness of the night didn’t mean that there weren’t others out there. It just meant one star was all that I could see at this time due to cloud cover overhead.

Of course, that simple realization then led to philosophical thoughts on awareness and perception and things that most folks could truly care less about this time of year, but hey, …they matter to me. So there you go.

It’s that “just because you can’t see it, doesn’t mean it isn’t there” thing, which can apply to just about any subject, from racism to mental illness to Spirit—it just depends on your focus.

My present focus is on our perceptual fallibility and humanity’s shifting awareness. Does this mean that staring out the window at 5am is something more philosophically deep than simply seeing a single light in the night sky prior to dawn? No, but it could mean that because first and foremost, perception depends on the perceiver.

Life is metaphor: pure and sweet, bitter and tart. So, how does this “seeing a lone star” metaphor apply to you?

Well, turn and face that imaginary mirror in front of you and then ask yourself, what are YOU looking for in your life? How open to simply observing everything occurring without judgment, are YOU? What does whatever you see “mean” to you? How do you interpret every little sensory stimulus? Is it good for you? Is it bad? How do you know which it is? On what are you basing those instant decisions?

Yes, …one little light in the sky set all of that into motion for me, primarily because this is the time of year when we do some serious reflection on our past year and set some high-hopes for the future one ahead—both personal and collective reflections and hopes.

So seeing that one little light out there in the darkness, but realizing that there are actually millions of little lights beyond my current perceptual awareness of what I am seeing, contributed to an instant question in my mind on whether I viewed this past year—2014—as a “good” year for me or a “bad” year.

That thought then evolved into how CAN I judge the year as good or bad if I can’t even see all the stars out there, or should I even try to do so?

Well, sure, there are incidents and loses that I can directly see and still adversely feel from the past year, but there are other “unseen” influences at work or in progress that I may not presently recognize. That does not mean that some event or process isn’t already at work in some way for my betterment, it just means that at present, I’m not seeing them.

My point (finally) is: No matter what you are feeling right now, even if you look back at this past year of your life and say, “Wow—this year really sucked!”

Or if you reflected back on this past year thinking that nothing good came from any endeavor that you attempted during this past year; it is far more likely that somewhere in the unseen world behind our conscious awareness, spiritual progress and spiritual evolvement were happening for our betterment in some way.

It is also likely that social and cultural evolvement and advancement are in progress for us all. But at present, we are having a little trouble seeing through the density of the cloud cover.

That doesn’t mean it isn’t there. That doesn’t mean it isn’t happening. It just means that sometimes we can’t see and know all the behind-the-scene maneuverings Spirit may have in the works for us until those changes manifest in forms too obvious for our limited perceptions to miss.

Personally, I think 20152015 will be a very important year for all of us. So let’s all set our intentions for it to be that way, knowing that intentions precede manifestation.

Here is wishing all of you peace, love, and light for the coming year ahead, topped in whipped cream, with God’s finest blessings to you and yours.

Hello “2015”—together we can make it a good year!

The Relevance-Maker

I hate to end the year on downer subjects, so I’ll try not to. We all really need some lightness around the holidays for whatever reason that we do, and we definitely do this year. It’s been a rough year everywhere. We’re all feeling it—you are not alone in that “down-ward facing dog” pose you might be feeling right now.

Hence, the first thought that crossed my mind when this blank page popped onto my screen was a quote from an old cop-show that I’d probably seen for the 3rd or 4th time yesterday because the writing in it is clever. After figuring out a tough-case scenario, the main character quips with a smirk to his partner, “The mind is a relevance-making machine.”

Yes, it is!

For an old cop show that is a VERY profound statement, but that particular cop was always saying things like thCI Goldblumeat. He was the son of two psychiatrist parents, with himself once being a concert pianist who was now devoting his every waking moment to catching the “bad guys” in cases too tough for those standard detectives who are average folks, just like you and me.

That’s quite the story line—here’s a new breed of highly-educated cop with an out-of-the-box, in-depth perspective from childhood onward to why people do what they do. He then utilizes that cultivated knowledge (Why? What’s his ulterior reason to do so? They never say.) to know WHO committed the puzzling homicides, because this cop knows the perpetrator’s inner workings—their motivations, their weaknesses, their longings. He’s heard it—he’s seen it—he’s been there. No social strata can deter him. He sees through all economic determiners and all intelligence levels. All personas lie naked to his piercing gaze and psyche-infiltrating questions.

Is that scenario likely in real-life? No. But it’s good television. It’s a bit like the news now: Where fact comes up short for a 24-hour news cycle, add drama and speculation.

Relevance making is what we do every day of the world: We try to make sense of what is happening to us and all around us. We NEED to make sense of our world, so we look for relevance clues to tell us WHY things happen the way that they do.

Even when there is NO relevance to be found, we FIND it—we create it, because we NEED to know that the world has reasons and rules to live by. We follow rules and we expect others to do the same. We do this because we need to feel that our lives make sense and have a purpose, even when they may seem purposeless.

Even when the world seems to be crashing in around us, we need to know WHY it seems that way, because if there is NO sense to be made from it, then everything feels pointless—including our lives, our very existence.

But our minds will NOT let that happen—our minds will not let us feel pointless. So our internal information-filtrlid-on-frypan fireation system, takes bits and pieces of all the things that occur in our life, and it throws them all in a big bag then shakes the “coating” bag, and dumps the contents into the hot skillet to cook up a “reason” why this seemingly senseless thing might have happened.

After flipping that “reason” a couple times in the skillet over a hot flame, it looks more palatable, and we may become more likely to bite into it. Even if it isn’t very edible, we’ll likely chew on that “reason” for awhile trying to make sense of it.

But in some instances, what we are actually doing is trying to make sense of a senseless act, and trying to find relevance—something relatable to what is important to us—from the act.

Sometimes there is no relevance to be had or made in senseless acts. That’s simply what they are. Our relevance-maker can try all it wants to make sense of senselessness, but sometimes, the best relevance it can make is to acknowledge that sometimes things happen beyond our ability to comprehend—beyond our ability to understand.

So sometimes you simply have to “let go—and let God.” That’s the statement we often make when we surrender to a higher power and a greater intelligence than our own.

On some level, senseless acts likely do make sense. But on this level of awareness—where you and I exist, they may not. Sometimes that senselessness is a hard thing to swallow. So don’t even try to swallow it. Just spit it back out. It’s okay to do that.

Just say a prayer for those most directly affected by any act of senselessness wherever it might occur, and be thankful if you’re not one of them experiencing it; and then turn it all over to the Chief “Relevance-Maker” above our own, and simply let it all go.

In essence, that’s the only sensible thing that you can do. And the only relevance your mind can make from such senselessness is in the recognition that, yes, …it was senseless.

Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Fred

Who sings about Fred? Doesn’t Fred the reindeer deserve a mention?

Was his job of picking up at the stables and corralling the little reindeer any less important than pulling that stupid sleigh full of toys one night out of the year, with a rotund passenger aboard slapping reins across furry bottoms shouting “Onward!”?

I doubt it.

Who recognizes Fred and his contribution to the holidays?

How doesreindeer Fred feel about his invisibility to the entire operation’s success? Did anyone even ask him?

Kids today simply ask “Who was Gene Autry and why should I care?”

Well, if you were Fred, you’d care. Gene sang a song way back in the really old days about a bunch of reindeer pulling Santa’s sleigh, and he left out Fred.

However, Gene did make exceptional mention of one reindeer that had a very red nose due to allergies or excessive Peach Schnapps consumption; and that particular song netted Gene big bucks, and we’re not talking large male deers here.

So perhaps Fred needs to hire a lawyer and pursue punitive damages from 1949 onwards for “flagrant omission from essential holiday operations” and long-festering emotional stress.

And if LFES becomes a recognized diagnosis in future medical books, I want my name behind it.

And if this storyline becomes next-year’s animated Christmas special, I want my cut.

But if these possible commercial ventures don’t result in compensation for myself and my new client, Fred, then I guess we’ll be forced to sit out the holiday celebrations yet another year, chugging down that fermented eggnog until the perpetual rerun of “It’s a Wonderful Life” is over.

Here is hoping your holidays are far more meaningful than this exposé was.

One request: Make a special toast to Fred—the forgotten one, and to any other “forgotten importances” of this time of year. Maybe you can think of a few.

Wishing all a beautiful and bountiful holiday season with lots of love and laughter.

Ho, ho, ho.

Upside-down and Sideways

society6-blenderFor the past month, if you’ve felt a bit like you were caught in a blender stuck on “PUREE”, …it’s because you have been. The energies everywhere have been and still are, pretty awful and pretty intense.

I’ve spent an entire month cocooning to conserve my energies and my sanity, because what we are collectively experiencing energy-wise, in aquatic terms would be called Lake Turnover.

Lake Turnover is where the bottom lake water with its warmer, more stable temperatures, rises swiftly to the top and the cooler top water sinks fast to the bottom; or in effect, the water layers with their corresponding temperatures, flip positions inversely. It can wreck havoc on aquatic life and leave uninhabitable zones in its wake.

We, as a global society, are experiencing an inversion energy-shift similar to Lake Turnover. All that mucky stuff on our collective lake bed is rising to the top for sunshine and fresh air, while all that was floating-peacefully-and-serenely-on- top-of -the-water (like all those old illusions that “everything is JUST FINE”), sunk like a cast-iron boat anchor to the bottom.

Meaning: Everything is NOT fine and it never really was, but we can’t ignore it any longer. Or as resident locals might say to disappointed anglers: “Welcome to our Collective Pond….DEAL WITH IT!”

And I’m only talking about the energies, not the events transpiring around the world. While the “energies” did not create the situations that led to the social unrest anywhere, they DID contribute to the intensity of the responses and the volatile climate for even greater disruption and reactivity.

But as difficult as this moment in time appears to be, it is still just “a moment in time.” Even lake turnover only lasts so long before the water layers restabilize into their respective temperature zones and life can then resume again.

So my suggestion at this time would be to look for the outlet to pull the plug on your personal blender and just let your life settle back into this new order, with your new clarified awareness and those new opportunities ahead to restart your intentions for a better and more enjoyable new year.

Most of all try to remember that it’s a “timing” thing—all this collective chaos. We’re shedding our illusions right and left, and that’s never pretty or pleasant. But it will get better because that’s what these collective energy-inversions are all about: bringing bottom content to the light of day for exposure, and for purification of those putrid residues left behind from days long past, but not forgotten.

Maybe it’s now time to let them go and move on with a clearer focus and a better plan for positive social change.

Maybe it’s time for constructidialogve dialogues, rather than angry monologs.

Maybe it’s time to listen rather than speak, and to hear rather than demanding to be heard on any side of barricades, wherever those barriers might be to peaceful discussion.

We’ll get through this chaotic time period. But we have to do it together or we can’t move forward, because forward is the only direction of change. That makes it the important one.

A Good Story

“Never let facts get in the way of a good story.”

(There is disagreement on who first coined that phrase, which makes my point here entirely.)

News media of all kind adhere to this “good story” theory of presenting news events dramatically because it draws viewership, which for them in turn means more money.

“Facts are facts,” …is another worn-out, too-often-used phrase. But the erroneousproblem with it is that those “facts” are interpreted by individuals just like all of us, who naturally have biased perspectives, and who sometimes have ulterior motives for proclaiming something as a “fact,” when it comes closer to simply being an opinion.

In essence, we are ALL this way to some degree—ALL biased and plagued by our own motives for just about everything we say and do. It is an aspect of the human condition. That’s how we learned to make sense of our lives and our world. We tended to believe that which substantiated our already determined view of the world around us, and discarded that which didn’t.

Even now, we may tend to see the world the way that we wish to see it, and believe it to be the way that we wish to believe that it is. Another person standing right beside us viewing the same “event” may not share our interpretation of what just happened or who was at fault during any serious incident witnessed by many.

Being the “unaffected observer” to life’s dramas is a rare stance to maintain; and it is not easily accomplished because of that natural human variance in perception and interpretation of what is occurring 24/7/365 to us personally, as well as all around us.

Our world is a collection of perpetual, individual interpretations of what is actually occurring at any given moment because people tend to see what they WANT to see, and to believe what they WANT to believe.

For every “witness” of ANY event, both good and bad, there will be personal motives involved in that “fact” interpretation—often motives that make us or our friends look more favorable in the story; and for all others, especially those who opposed us, to appear less favorable.

Whether this feels true or not to you, this is how most of us handle our world view. We tend to tell a story that makes us seem more acceptable to those whose opinions that we value. Sometimes we may unconsciously “alter” our story to make ourselves appear more favorable in the eyes of those whose opinions matter the most to us. What may have actually happened in any actual encounter will often be left unknown because of that human tendency.

So how do we as the audience to so many varied “event interpretations” make sense of what we see and hear on the media—which itself is a highly selective interpretation of events?

Unfortunately, it often comes down to the very same biases that might have plagued the witnesses of the original event: We see and hear the accounts of what we WANT to see and hear, and discard the rest as untruths.

We believe what we want to believe, because accepting something counter to our long-held belief system can radically disrupt our internal stability. It can shake us to our core. And that is not a pleasant thing to experience, so we strongly avoid it.

The proof has to be irrefutable for us to alter our internal beliefs about something important to us; and irrefutable proof is rare. It’s a bit like refuting the existence of Santa Claus on a grand scale: On some level of consciousness, who doesn’t want to believe a very stout guy in a bright red suit with reindeer on the side delivers parenting1presents to children all over the world on one short night?

Is it likely that this really occurs? But when you were a young, impressionable child, did you want to believe that it did? How did it make you feel when you first discovered that the “Santa Story” was a hoax, even though a well-meaning one?

That’s the power of personal beliefs: We tend to believe what we want to believe and discard any evidence proving the contrary. The truth of any event may exist on some level of awareness, but that doesn’t mean that we will ever know it, or even WANT to know it.

Truth may be truth, but how we perceive or receive that truth, is quite varied.