Prelude to the: “30/30 list” (just warming up)

In order for the “game” to work, the “mistreated” must accept the narrative of “powerlessness”; like a big magic trick their gaze is misdirected away from what is the most important fact: “we could simply say no, and it would end”. The good people in the world feel they are outnumbered (they are not). The big lie is to convince everyone to be afraid (they are); and thus out of that fear, exploit and harm others, who like them are also afraid. Must people die in order for us in the advance industrialized nations to be able to purchase clothes at a reasonable price? I fear that the poor of Bangladesh will just move on to the next factory building ready to collapse upon them; while the world waits for the next group of them to die for our sins, our socks and shirts to be on sale.

 

I wonder how many Americans have taken the time to read and absorb the beauty of The Qur’an. The power of having our ideas and opinions formed by going directly, and unhindered to the source. My view is that the primary spiritual character of the book is rarely discussed.  The unlearned and unknowing among us must think that it is just an Arabic version of: “The Art Of War”

 

I think there is a proper forum (Place and Time) for: “Being Angry With Yourself”. Don’t blame other people for what you have allowed them to do to you. Anger can be framed into purposeful resolve.

 

Strive daily to create worthy, not spectacular efforts.

 

“….Glancing this way and that and seeing no one, he (Moses) killed the Egyptian”…. And yet, it would seem that we are always seen.

 

Don’t engage in efforts that are unworthy of your best character.

 

Reciprocity and Balance; central in Yoga and central in social relationships.

 

“I said to Paulette: “Do over!” She laughs….. Well, I wondered: “how many times can I do that, and the doing is still worthwhile?” At/In the end we can’t really do anything, no matter how worthy, over.

 

memory as destiny, or as teacher?

 

The silent lessons of sand and sea:

    In the solemnity and suddenness of exile; when all seems lost, all sense is found; there is evolution, elevation, exultation and election.  At first we think it cruel that Moses is sent into “dessert exile”.  He becomes the leader, not of people but of scorpions, snakes and sand.  He manages a flock of sheep and not a nation. His first born son is fittingly named: Gershom: “I have become an alien in a foreign land”.  What seems like cruelty is in reality a blessing; for there is no Mt. Horeb (the place of the burning bush) to be found in Egypt; he must be in a place where God can get his full attention, can respond to his doubt, and deliver the full meaning of his divine calling. The dessert, though seeming anti-life, is pregnant with a hope-full life; great meaning and purpose is grown in the dessert. The power of its quiet stillness, waters the humility of the heart, and focuses the mind.

And;

      In (The Criterion: Sura 25:53) “It is He Who has let free the two bodies of flowing water: one palatable and sweet, and the other salt and bitter; yet He has made a barrier between them, a partition that is forbidden to be passed” and; (The Cave Sura: 18:60) “Behold, Moses said to his attendant, I will not give up until I reach the junction of the two seas or (until) I spend years and years in travel”……. That’s the place for which I have always searched.  Oh, if I only had balance, I could stand up and walk!