First light

 

Moments ago, 5:56 am

Later 8:18

     Lord grant us, Lord help us create, a fruitful day. IJN

     A new installment of the Flaubert Reports yesterday,  Jesus’ Teenage Years, The Ungrateful Dead, Part II. The humor and sweetness of those essays calms me and warms my heart. In this one especially the reference to babies immediately, permanently receiving the Light of Christ moves me. The assertion that it has never left the world is glad tidings indeed. 

      “But I have never seen light move through any Being the way it does through Christ.

The way it does, you say?

Of course.

I say it in the present tense; because even now the Light of Christ is alive.”

    

     Then there is also the Heartfire.

From The Klutz, 2-5-26, Lee van Lear

We’ll see

GA pollen, 3-2-23

Where to?

 

10-12-15, Poland, Me

Poland Springs property, if memory serves

     I like this photo leading from light into dark, the sunlit path in to what looks like a dark cave; it’s a very simple metaphor for current events actually.  I’m glad to say we did not watch war TV yesterday. There were some references in one webinar about not watching the news at all to lower stress, but think it’s important to stay in the loop, just take in only as much as you can handle and parse it for yourself.  It strikes me as odd, no bullets flying in my neighborhood despite the barrages in other cities in the world. That condition alone removes from us, me, at least, the sense of reality or urgency of armed conflict. It does not take away fear of the unpredictable consequences of war. I think that’s really magnified in anti-Trump protesters.

    God help us cope with our fears IJN

Prescient?

 

No end in sight this morning

     A said yesterday that he thought I was prescient about the immanence of our war with Iran because I stated I thought it might start this weekend, before he left for the post office. He phoned me five minutes afterward, telling me indeed it had already begun. No magic insight on my part, I replied; just paying attention to recent Fox News, “reading” the President and Cabinet pronouncements there for the past fortnight . Then M’s worry last night about Iran during our meditation session reinforced my own sense the coming of war.

     I dread most the political backlash to Trump in this event.  I am sick to death of holier-than-thou  protesters and the Democratic bloc in Congress.  They are all too blind to look before their TDS at policies and events of the past several decades. Nor do they see reason toprotect their own interests and those of this nation. 

        Marc Levin stated my opinion and wish rationally, as he often does:  drop the “off-ramp” foolishness; press the military success to actual victory with surrender.  For nearly fifty years this Iranian threat has hung like the Sword of Damocles over US and the western world.

       Jihad. End it permanently, I plead. Let Iran grow back to peaceful democratic prosperity, along with the other Muslim nations, and of course a double blessing on Israel. Let US interests be satisfied, and hush the homegrown whiners who won’t try to understand that mindset.  IJN

Active war coming?

Factory reflecting sunlight yesterday

     Thank you, Lord, for this day and this life.  And for what peace we have.

   A last night mentioned that M, his mom, was picturing Iran, pleasant places; it’s on her mind a lot lately. I never asked where they immigrated from, could be from there.  He looks totally American, is totally caring of his mother . She’s a very quiet and pretty elder who speaks with some kind of accent, which I guessed might be Cuban when I wondered at all about their country of origin years ago.  But  his reference to Iran surprised me in that “astral traveling” setting at PSC last night,  because l’m worried about a war with US, too. It seems inevitable, maybe necessary, with US promises to defend the anti-regime protesters.  That’s a promise I think should be kept, with too many executed Iranians already. But who wants war? 

    

    I don’t think you dabble in wars, but I must pray, God help us, Lord have mercy. 

     An hour after I wrote this, A told turn on the TV, the war has started. 

Awake or asleep

 

Daylight moon yesterday 2:28 pm

     Orage psychological essay number eight asks, “Are We Awake?” as presented today in Lee’s substack, Journal of Gurdjieff studies. It’s a major premise of GIG and, as O explains, many religions, especially Christianity. “Ye must be born again.”   It prompted me to ask, Am I afraid to awaken?  I hate to admit, but probably yes, at least most of the time.

      And now to pray, Lord have mercy, lift my fear.  I believe; help thou my unbelief. IJN

Borrowed words

 

My shadow and my joy, 2-16

“If you want to find Joy, you must first of all be generous towards it. And second, you should do everything you can to help it sneak up on you, because if you demand its presence or look for it yourself, you will never find it anywhere.”                                                                                        Z,Y,G: Lee’s Gurdjieff Newsletter Substack, 2-24-26

     I use other people’s words because they comfort me and because some people are more certain than I am. 

      Lord help us all IJN