Anniversary

 

Of Mom’s death. Here she is in DC, about 20 yrs old

     For some reason I always get her death and birth dates confused. She was born March 9, 1924, at Winco Block, Naugatuck, West Virginia, and died March 7, 1997 Columbus, Franklin, Ohio.

Stupidly, no citation on this 8-24 research I was doing. 

Presumably, my grandfather would have been working at this coal mine when my mother was born, his third child.

 

       God bless the tribe, who was, who is gone, who is, who will be.

All Gods creatures

I like lizards, 3-24-2021 GA

     Brings back memories, nostalgic and a bit sad, as pics invariably do.   And this is a season of past deaths for me, mom and Suzanne. Lord have mercy. Remember our passed love ones. Help us prosper for their sake. Keep them in our hearts and minds. IJN

Before it slips away

 

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Street ice end of driveway, 8:20 am

     How many people see the tiny and constant beauties You create?  I am fortunate and grateful to have “artists’ eyes” with which to look upon Your Creation. 

 Lee’s podcast, “Caterpillar Vibes” describes communication of bees, butterfly caterpillars and ants to illustrate the idea of “vibration, movement and communication (as) a fundamental cosmological property.”  For me he clarifies, at least for a while, the ubiquitous but murky sling of “vibrations” by every contemporary sort of “spiritual”  type onto their beliefs with little attempt to explain their meaning.  I never quite found it self-evident.  Maybe I’m too thick; my vibration is too low. 

      Well, I admit that’s likely a true self-observation.  But when you’re swimming in them, it’s just hard to notice the vibes with accuracy. Or modify them, when needed, as can. 

     So thanks again, Lee. And thanks, Lord, for good teachers. Help us discern and take to heart the lessons you send.  IJN

         

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