Tuesday, October 7, 2014

A GOOD CATHOLIC

The Synod on the Family convened by Pope Francis is a gathering of bishops to discuss in frank dialogue the church's role on divorce, marriage, remarriage and gays. A Synod is rare - done only 2 other times by a Pope. Pope Francis presents a beacon of hope by just making this happen. With hope comes despair. Many responses to the Synod by mean spirited people is alarming and just plan sad. If you believe in prayer, take the time to do so. Another good man, Fr. James Martin urges prayer and explains why below. Please read his compelling meditation by a good Catholic.. Thank You - tony 




Evening meditation:

Over the last few days, we've all prayed a great deal for the Synod on the Family, and there have been many postings on the question of the church's pastoral response to divorced and remarried Catholics. But yesterday's New York Times op-ed, the number of vicious responses it engendered on this page, and the moving testimony of Ron and Mavis Pirola at the Synod today, make me ...
think that perhaps it would be good to pray specifically for LGBT people tonight. For, as the Pirolas said, they are part of our family too.

Today I received dozens of messages from LGBT Catholics expressing their pain, after having read some of the comments on this page. It's not surprising that they feel so much pain. I'm sad to say that too many Catholics, in almost every corner of our church, from chanceries to sacristies to homes, still harbor hatred and fear of gays and lesbians. It's not only scandalous but sinful.

But there are other reasons for their pain. Some people may not know that over 20 percent of hate crimes are violence against people based on their sexual orientation (the vast majority being LGBT people). Or that LGBT youth are in this country four times more likely to commit suicide. Worldwide, in five countries and in parts of two others, homosexuality is still punishable with the death penalty, while a further 70 countries imprison citizens because of their sexual orientation.

Today's Gospel, in which Jesus tells the Parable of the Good Samaritan, may also speak to us about LGBT persons. For the parable is not only about being compassionate to someone in need, but how the carrier of grace is often the one who has been rejected, despised and marginalized.

So tonight, perhaps we could pray for our LGBT brothers and sisters. Let us pray for an end to violence against gays, lesbians, bisexuals and transgender people, as well as an end to the kind of language, especially within our church, that may lead to hatred for, rejection of, or violence against gays. And let us work so that every gay person feels as welcome as everyone else does in the church into which they were called at their baptism--by God.

Our friend Fr. William Hart McNichols has graciously allowed me to share with you his icon "The Passion of Matthew Shepherd," which depicts the murdered young man before the fence post to which he was tied and beaten to death in 1998. May it lead you to prayer. 

                                                      
                             Matthew Shepherd murdered IN AMERICA because he was gay.
Icon "The Passion of Matthew Shepherd," which depicts the murdered young man before the fence post to which he was tied and beaten to death in 1998. May it lead you to prayer.

Thursday, October 2, 2014

LISTEN

                                                
                                    

I honor all paths to the spiritual. When religions argue "We are the way - the only way" it is shameful! They act like exclusive clubs. "Join us. We are better. We know the truth"

God is present in all religions. 

The truth - the only truth is BE GOOD. It's that simple. Rituals, prayers, mantras  mean nothing if you are not good.

Being good is a subjective thing with all the different religions and cults telling their followers what being good is. "Do what we say and you will go to heaven. Believe only us. We are the only way. If not, then you are damned." This usually entails condemnation, punishment, ostracism. Now, who's being good?

THERE ARE MANY PATHS THAT LEAD US TO THE SAME PLACE.

                                          


The path you chose need not be through a religion or cult. In fact, you are better off forging your own path. Learning and living the truth through creativity is my path. I allow myself to exist in a world of diversity - to block out those who use God to punish, to validate their hatred. I wage a personal war against those bible thumpers who interpret its pages to define their prejudices - who extract the beauty and poetry from the bible turning it into a manifesto of bias, intolerance and fear.

The world - life - is a work in progress. ALWAYS always moving forward - lessons learned and applied. This is how the wise live. We are extensions of everything that has gone before us. It is our duty and privilege to participate in moving society forward - to iron out the wrinkles - to strive for goodness - not a subjective judgemental goodness. No, strive for the objective good. It's not difficult to know the objective good. Breath, listen and it becomes all too apparent. 

Unfortunately, many of the world's religions lag far behind. They use the bible written in ancient times reflecting those times, to domineer their followers.

AND THEY DON'T LISTEN!

 CLEAR YOUR HEADS!

LISTEN TO JESUS

HEAR THE BUDDAH

UNDERSTAND ALLAH

KNOW YAHWEH

EMBRACE GOD

They all say the same thing.


GOD IS ONE  

GOD IS ALL

THEY ALL SAY THE SAME THING:

Love one another

BE GOOD

Dear Readers, Friends, Brothers and Sisters, Men, Women and Children,

Hear what I say. Love one another. That's it. All the rest is talk.

                                               

Monday, September 29, 2014

Proper Strangers


                                                   


It's like falling out of love. 

It's sad. 

It's rather like a fine piece of broken china that is impossible to mend or a beautiful clock that has ceased running for good. It's beautiful to look at so you don't throw it away but its value has diminished considerably. Eventually, you will throw it away. 

A close relationship ends after years. A close family member becomes estranged. Trust has been broken. Words were spoken -  actions taken. 

Silences begin. Weeks go by. Years go by. 

How do you fix it and reunite?

How do you unring a bell?

A return to a once close relationship is never as it was. A starchy civility sets in. You watch  every word and action. You are careful. Too careful.

It's not what it was. What it was was honest, messy and real. Trust was what allowed you to NOT be careful. 

Honesty without malice - that's a true relationship.

That all goes. And it will never return.

Civility is for strangers NOT friends - NOT family.

What happens in reconciliation?  

You now have a familiar, cordial ever so proper stranger in your life...........back in your life.  

You trade pleasantries. A few attempts are made at rekindling what once was but it is half hearted. 

You stop caring in that deep way - that way that haunted you when you were estranged. Now, it's all about smooth sailing - no ripples, no waves just a nice pleasant cruise. Don't go out too far. Stay close to shore. Life rafts won't be necessary. It will be a safe journey - no bumps, no leaks. And that's good. Right? 

"Hi, how are you?"

"Fine - and you?

"Fine"

"Good"

"Uh huh - good."

                                                    


Wednesday, September 24, 2014

San Francisco September 2014

I left my heart in San Francisco - really, I did!! 



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Friday, June 6, 2014

FEELING GROOVY

Today was an A+ day.

                                                 


  • I dropped a few pounds - cutting major carbs does work.  

  •  Got my lawn service bill and it was amazingly low for all they do. 

  • Glenn cooked a delicious dinner - hoisin eggplant with a side of mapu tofu.

  • We watched a Blu-Ray "Wolverine" - wonderful!

  • We did not receive one telemarketing call today - hooray!

  • I had a great work out at the gym. This one guy that has decided we are buddies and always ALWAYS comes over to me when I am deep in my treadmill trance - headphones snugly on - beautiful music flowing into my head - anyway, he always ALWAYS spots me and begins talking ignoring the fact that I have my headphones on and can't hear a damn thing he is saying. So, of course, I am forced to remove my headphones to listen to his empty blather resulting in my lovely trance being broken while I pretend I care what he is talking about. TODAY HE JUST WAVED HI and I waved back and all was right with my world as Morgana King whispered "Corcovado" in my ear.....ah.........

  • After a very busy year and a half, I have time for reading. I began a compelling book gifted to me by my "reader" niece, Anne Marie. It's called "Perfume" - I am hooked.

  •  I saw a huge array of birds at the feeders especially my favorites - cardinals and orioles.
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  • Just discovered that Sirius radio has a station devoted purely to Neil Diamond who I have come to appreciate in his old age - and mine.

  • Nothing bothered me today - no nagging paranoia or needy yearnings.

  • Today was smooth sailing.

  • Odds are tomorrow will be shit..........................

                                                           

Friday, May 23, 2014

The Sign

                                                           



It hurts like physical pain. Missing someone you will never see again is a hard road to travel.

It comes and goes.

It goes away for days and months.

It returns at the oddest times.

Never appropriate.

I'll be brushing my teeth and it's there. Not a bang or boom. Yet, not quiet. More like an ache - a yearning - an "Oh God, please" moment. A flash of the possibility that it didn't happen. They are around -  not gone. I want so desperately to get on the phone for a chat. Drive over - drop in. I feel this is possible. I know it's not.

I then ponder the afterlife. I beseech the spirits. Give me a sign. Knock the shampoo off the shelf to prove  - to prove what? Knock the shampoo off the shelf to say hello - to give me hope - to inspire me to figure this whole thing out. If you love me, you'll do it.

 IF YOU LOVE ME YOU'LL DO IT!!!!!!

The shampoo remains stubbornly on the shelf. You don't love me.

YOU DON'T LOVE ME!

This extreme yearning exhausts me. So, I give it up. The longing subsides. Sanity rules. I'm back to my senses. It's mostly forgotten - for now. The yearning becomes a dull low-grade pang. That, too, will subside. I won't feel this way for a long time. And that's a blessing of sorts.

It's necessary.

It's survival.

It's what I need to live a sane centered life.

These episodes are like visits - like holy hauntings.

Perhaps they are the sign. Not the shampoo bottle.

The yearning, the missing - that's the "hello, I'm here - see you later"      


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“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the over wrought heart and bids it break.”
William Shakespeare