Archives for the month of: July, 2013


There was a time I was a terrible being. It was a long time ago yet not in the pattern of time and space. And while being terrible I was really only confused, conflicted, angry and very afraid. I did not know I was just a human being trying to find my way back to the light I came from. While in the darkness of selfish behavior I did many things that kept me conflicted with what I really wanted to do. What I really wanted to do was be a successful, sweet, loving, trusting, giving person. When I was a little kid I had sweet ‘original mind’ as Buddha puts it. 

I have a good education in conflict resolution and have been able to help many who were where I was in that “tragic expression of unmet needs” as Dr. Rosenberg puts it. (NVC) I still sponsor and help people in many ways which is the give-it-back service position of AA program. We have to give what we found and share experience, strength and hope. It is a pleasure to do so. 

Alcoholism is a fatal and dark malady. It causes impossible trouble, hopeless trouble, the kind of trouble that is serious. But AA was born out of this serious trouble. From the darkness of despair came the light that broke the darkness of selfishness and resentment to free most alcoholics that work the AA program. I came from that deeply disturbed place to where I am now.

The past is a different country and I don’t live there anymore. Today I am free, happy and full of joy in spite of life 101 and its stuff. As a senior citizen with failing teeth and body, with economic challenges, with less and less choices that younger people have I still find myself pretty content and accepting. I have 34 years clean and free from alcoholism. So I am not terrible anymore and that was that time. I am living in this time and you know what I have a Mystery Power I do business with and not for a second am I left to myself—my needs are always met. Guess I could say it is now the wonderful time of being me. 

I am grateful.

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The Teeth

The Teeth


“Yes, I took her dentures!”

“Why? How did you get into that part of the building?”

“My brother used to work here. I followed him around when I was a kid.” “Didn’t have parents—he watched me.”

“What else did you take?”  “Well, a rug and an eye and a couple of suits.”

“A rug? Off the floor?” “What eye?” “Where?”

“It covered his bald head—and the other one had a glass eye.” “They all have suits.”

“So—you take body parts?”

“Well if it comes off or out easy like.”

“They don’t need them anymore.” “Got lots of friends that can’t afford this stuff.” “You know—Poverty!”

“My God this is a funeral home!”  “What are you thinking?”

“Got lots of people I know who need stuff—can’t afford teeth and hair and eyes and fancy suits and stuff.”

“Oh my God!”



Holy Peace

Holy Peace

Once Upon a Time—there was a Major God that created things. All sorts of life. When The Great Mystery started to create the ‘two legged’ beings there was some doubt. The Committee of Gods talked among themselves and came to the conclusion that they should go ahead and give these strange humans a chance. They were wonderful and horrible in nature. They were equally beautiful and ugly in every way so One God put a stipulation on the creation process. The consensus was that they demonstrate their striving for beauty and nobility three times when challenged to be in a state of violence.  They all agreed and the people of two legs were created male and female.

Over time many humans appeared on Mother Earth and did some really great things but they also did some pretty bad things. When the wars and peace were at a 50% split The Gods came down to Earth in many forms and gave the original contract to them through many scrolls, holy books, images, music, dances, magic, etc. Some humans got it and became prophets,  priest, preachers, shamans, witches, and medicine people and others became terrorist, dictators, killers, the creators of conflict, confusion and violence.

Then one eventful day a hugh space craft from the Holy Space Brothers sanctioned by the Holy Space Sisters landed on Earth and gave the Great Hopi nation the power and instructions as to what was going to happen from now to eternity with the humans that were divided. Anyone who did not get that they were Holy, Special, Noble, Spiritual, Creative, Transformed, Lovely, Working a Program and conflict free (more or less) would be given three chances to prove they could live up to that which they were created—in the image of The Great Spirit—and after three chances they were to be recalled and recycled. That was the decree.

Many strived through their three chances but many just could not or would not get the simple program of transformation. So many disappeared from Mother Earth leaving the many that did make it and were happy, joyous and free.

The End. 



The Fig tree is an old grandma that gives forth figs to eat. To become one with her and to honor her I wear her twigs in my hair and peek out in wonder at her power, grace and strength as she continues to teach me compassion and love. Thanks MC for the figs and the Sacred Fig Tree. 



Prayers at the Tree. It is only when I am humble that I will have power. Power is only important when I am not in it. I am not in charge the Great IS is. Be Zen and therefor happy.

Prayers at the Tree

Oh Great Mystery—humble me