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Recovery of Innocence
Revising a Poem
for the HIGH HOLIDAYS
and the WHOLE BEING WEEKEND.
Date: 9/5/2009 10:04:42 AM ( 15 y ) ... viewed 1490 times
9:40 AM
September 6, 09
Big scab over the wound
of love torn off right now
because of the WHOLE BEING WEEKEND.
One of the last places I know
where innocence played itself out
on the community level.
For more than 30 years
I first went to a
Whole Being Weekend
around 1983.
I grew up in love
at the Whole Being Weekend.
I, as many others, had an innocent
experience of feeling included
within love.
The man who created the formula
for the Whole Being Weekend
is JIM NESSHEIM.
I would like to talk to him on the phone.
I am not sure I have his phone number.
Had a good talk with ARIELLA SHIIRA
this early A.M. She knows the experience
of love.
We talked about breaking into each other's prison.
Most of us are stuck in the prison of our possessions.
Our possessions possess us. Borh Ariella and I have
clutter issues. We are imprisoned by our stuff
from the past that cntinues to have value for us.
It is easy for both of us to break out of our own
prisons through breaking into someone elses.
9:46 AM
I was in the middle of going through a box of
old photos yesterday.
I better get ready for the FM.
Called and reached Mike.
He said to move the EG Mobile to
even ground and check the oil gauge.
It is comforting to be able to reach him.
It looks like it is still leaking,
even after the fix that was completed
on Friday.
7:25 AM
September 6, 09
The World has fallen apart
into pieces; the Whole Being Weekend
for many years, has given an experience
of something quite the opposite.
6:44 AM
September 6, 09
Dream this morning about the weekend,
processing experience, the first I have
had that I remember, about an experience
of exclusion at the weekend, rather than
inclusiion.
Root...scene...
feeling of being help prisioner
in my own house..by a different consciousness.
The price of enchantement.
Alex expereince...at the last weekend.
7:39 AM
September 5, 09
Woke up with inspiration to grab a couple
nearby notebooks from my office shelf.
One is called Originall Artwork F'98
for Xeroxing and Printing.
It contains a few pages
about Plant Parenthood.
What will I be celebrating next year this time?
This year is ending.
I have felt very, very old.
It has been almost a year with diarrhea.
It is intense having so little control
and having bowel evacuations be
a determining factor in where I go,
how far I travel, and how I feel.
I felt depressed most of the morning
and early afternoon yesterday, until
I broke the spell with a couple comments
I wrote on the HUFFINGTON POST.
I have been going through old photos,
a part of my clean up.
I have loved and lost.
There are more people who have passed
through my life than I know today.
Yesterday, was day when I asked
core question:
How would I use the rest of my life?
I could not come up with too many answers.
I am feeling better this morning.
This can be an important pivotal day.
Can I return to innocence
in light of so much experience of the
death of dreams in the world?
I have been too much the David the
month of August, up night and day
taking on the Goliath of Legislative processes
and discovering behind them what
looks like a Secret Government operating
in Washington. The Secret is not so secret
as some would sustpect. The internet
has made things shockingly transparent.
You can skim some of these blogs to get that
story:
IT's ABOUT TRADE,
FACTS OF LIFE YOU NEED TO KNOW FOR NOW.
The very principles that Life depends on--
the fabric of how Seeds are intended to grow--
are treatened by the desire to risk so much
to make a dollar. It is impossible to believe
that some of us would do this.
I want to take on some of this education,
but now is a time to come out of the Dark
myself and Recovery my Own Innocence.
The EG Mobile will not be stopping me from
attending the WHOLE BEING WEEKEND
or the JEWISH HIGH HOLIDAYS up in Simi Valley
the following weekend.
How do I make the diarrhea less a factor?
Those are questions to look at.
Likely having a place to stay where
I can clean up if necessary is vital.
I will look into that this today and this week.
I am coming out of ten days of extreme
exhaustion. I have slept more than worked.
This morning is cooler, and I feel less heat
prostrated.
Looking through these Originals
shocks me.
My life has been about holding
a place for what now looks like
extreme innocence.
I will be working with Children
in a couple of weeks.
I have to remember some of
the Dreams I had this last year.
Hopefully I will find them in the rubble
on my desk, and here in my room
as I continue to restore order.
Time is of the essence.
Today is a good day move some things
into the basement.
I could use a helper.
Here is one REVISION OF A POEM
Written February 14, 1988.
It was inspired by the sight of
a child sleeping.
He feel asleep holding a balloon.
Up high it said,
One Planet
One Person.
Please.
SLEEP WELL MY CHILD
Sleep well my child.
You will have a bright
tomorrow
filled with declarations of peace.
No earthquake, no tidal wave,
no shocking light of thunderous darkness
can touch your dream.
The rains will come to cleanse.
The sky breaks.
The dawn radiates ol
fashioned pink and blue
over our city where grapes
grew,
pioneers paved the grade
for coaches,
and Angels rejoiced as we laid
our Gold
for strangers coming to till
the ground.
Hearts and hands
clasp and Angels smile again.
We have planted our fields with
Whole Life,
A new roadway links
heaven and earth
laid through great works, deeds,
designs and conscious commerce.
We have planted our seeds
securely.
Nothing can uproot them.
They come renewed
in wonderous new forms
more refined.
Taste it. Smell whole life
blossoming.
Run your little feet
through the history of
peace on earth
we make in this garden moment.
May your presence remind us
always that unchanging movement
rules our universe.
Be secure. Be joyful.
Only the season passes.
Awe filled, we touch your
innocence and await the new creation.
8:16 AM
September 5, 09
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7:54 AM
September 6, 09
DEEP REVELATIONS THIS MORNING
I have been reading this extraordinary
and shocking insight around the net.
The Codex folks do not like organic
and want it watered down because
it is not good for the business of selling
drugs. Drugs sell better when people are sick.
Organic food is Real Food and naturally leads
to better health.
The same can be said of Love and Sex.
It the Garden, love and sex are a part of natural
life and are freely given.
Most of us buy into, sell our souls,
to work, so we can afford relationships--
i.e, marriage. Marriage becomes
a civil action that is licensed by the state
as a money making activity, and also
as a way of keeping people reponsible for
the life that springs from their love and sex.
Love and sex are the carrot that ensures
we buy into a system of marriage.
I have experienced as well,
that women, naturally want a man
who can take care the cost of
family. This is natural to want this.
The sad part is that most work
does not support soul growth,
but is counter to soul growth.
The soul does not work 9-5
at activities that hurt the progress of
humanity naturally coming together.
Codex regs, I imagine would not
want free love or free sex.
These would be bad for the economy.
(just some ideas...popping through my head
this morning...)
8:02 AM
The leak I thought was fixed
may still be there.
I hope not.
I went out Saturday, and saw
an enormous leak, similar
to what was there before the
EG Mobile was fixed.
This stalls my energy
for Creating for the Whole Being Weekend.
I am not sure how this leak is going
to impact my journey and plans for the week.
What is the source of this leak
I am seeing now?
How should I use the next few hours
most wisely?
I have the FM this morning.
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