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There Is ONE Kind Of ENERGY…

Creation – Artwork & Photograph by Toni Roberts

IT

is

CREATIVE

in nature…

 

IT

is

this

ONE-CREATIVEENERGY

with which we humans

create

either:

peace…love…health…joy…fulfillment in living…justice…

or:

war…hatred…disease…unrest…despair…poverty…insanity

 

THE

CHOICE

IS ALWAYS OURS

I take this day

to

ponder:

exactly what is it

that

I

am

creating?

 

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On Old Age…Disease and Dying…

044

Skyline at Sunset – Photograph by Toni Roberts

the essence of

Being

is

ENERGY

when one does not use ENERGY constructively…

living one’s purpose

a

purpose

higher

than the

wantsneeds...fears

of

the

Ego

this

ENERGY

this consciousintelligentpurposeful

ENERGY

this

FIRE…

that gives life to inert matter called flesh

begins its slow and oftentimes painful and years-long-withdrawal from the body

organ by organsymptom by symptomdisease by disease

robbing

the

flesh

of

the

fire

that

ignites

it…

until there is nothing left but a

useless

empty shell

to be

returned

to

the

Earth

to

the

Mother

from

which

it

was

born

 

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Journal Entry: July 22, 2011

Arise...

Journal Entry: July 22, 2011

The temperature index range today is 106 to 112 degrees, so I know where my ass will be for the second day in a row. It’s even too hot at night to go out walking. Guess I’ll continue cleaning the apartment for exercise. I’ll walk around the house a lot—like my mother used to do—from room to room all night long. What a mad woman and no one to help her. All she had was her job and her money—that was her Savior.

I do have compassion for her now. How great her suffering must have been all of her life—from the age of eight. And no useful help; not the rich inner life that I have always had or trained outside help like psychotherapy; or the many support groups from whom I’ve benefitted through the years. I spent most of my adult life first recognizing, then accepting and owning my wounds; and then finally doing something about them. I still am involved in what appears to be a lifelong process of healing and growth. This very act of journal writing is part of “doing the work,” clearing the passageway; purifying the vehicle the instrument through which the Creation continues to unfold…

I am so grateful for this sacred time in which to turn one hundred percent of my attention…my life energy…to my passions; to the callings of my heart. I have ceased the years-long writing and re-writing of my novel. I have kissed the ghosts of those old characters good-bye and have moved on. I completed a short story; the first in more than twenty years. I’ve entered my writing and photography into competition and am actively researching online markets for my completed short story—the first of many lined up in consciousness waiting to be heard and told.

I now give very little of my attention and energy to the never-ending stream of events, circumstances and people in my external world. I am alive again. I am free. I am blessed. I am aware of being part of a world in healing; of a reversal of human focus and expenditure of energy. I am consciously connected to the One Energy—which, I am learning is a powerful, benevolent, intelligent creative force available to everyone to be used as one chooses. It comes down to the one choice we humans have—whether or not we realize it—and that sole choice is between “God and the mammon”Spirit or FleshInner or Outer

Finally (or is it once again!), I find myself at that crossroad of choice and I make the only intelligent choice. This time I’m sticking to it!

May the Force be with my Bertha butt!

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