One would think . . .

Sunday, March 16, 2025. It's Sol's day . . . Skies continue to clear over TulseyTown. Moderate Westerlies are slowly reducing the smokiness from the breathable air bringing a sun-filled day in the mid 60's.

The mailbox this morning held reflections from The Way . .

One of the greatest film directors yet, Bernardo Bertolucci, was born on this day in 1941, Parma, Italy.

No doubt you regular readers have noticed that the blog emphasizes taking time to be “present.” So what's the big deal with “being present?”

At best, living too much outside of the present makes us distracted, unaware, and unable to access the full awakening potential of the reality unfolding before us. At worst, it can bring us unlimited amounts of unnecessary suffering. Healing, change, enlightenment, suffering, and indeed the choice to end suffering all only happen in the present. Despite that powerful truth, meditation inevitably wakes us up to the sobering realization that we are actually living outside of the present most of the time. – Jen Liu at dharma moon.

One would think that people who insist they believe in one God would understand that everyone on Earth is equally a child of that one God. Christians ought to be first in line to cross artificial boundaries created by nation states, class systems, cultures, and even religions. Often, we’re the last! It makes one wonder if we believe what we say we believe. – Fr. Richard Rohr, Meditations, The Center for Action and Contemplation.

Do we go outside and say to the clearcut forests, the poisoned ecosystems, the microplastic-threaded oceans, and say, “Hope you are feeling better!” - Sophie Strand

All Beings Born

All beings are borne with gills

and wings meant to soar and swim

with the songs of the earth's breath

outward returning with her inbreath

to the canyons, the forests' floor

again to receive the mushroom spore

– to fly and float with them

through their rain-generated storms

feeding the streams, sea, sky, Way.

Intend to listen. Any agenda

gets in the way of The Way.

Because we care

we can still show up as we are.

There is no “them.”

There is only “us” and The Way.

– jab



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