I am grateful to see the gold atop the distance trees as the sun glistens from above…and grateful to see the golden leaves flying freely off the Tulip Poplar trees. I’m really grateful for Faith in knowing that planting those scrawny little 12” +/- sticks with dried up roots would grow up to be these beautiful trees. Less than 6 years ago.
I am grateful to re-read a filed article from Marilyn Ferguson book, “The American Conspiracy.” Talking about the transformation process.
She says, “Our conformity has been due in part to our fear of ourselves, our doubts about the rightness of our own decisions.”
She continues, “The transformative process, however alien it may seem at first, soon feels irrevocably right. Whatever the initial misgivings, there is no question of commitment once we have touched something we thought forever lost…our way home.
Once this journey has begun in earnest, there is nothing that can dissuade. No political movement, nor organized religion commands a greater loyalty. This is an engagement with life itself, a second chance at meaning.”
Me? I fully believe that we can transform some of the beliefs in our Belief Systems that have not brought us peace. In fact, holding the image that I gave of those scrawny little lifeless looking sprouts and they are transforming from those little seeds to these gorgeous trees… Why would it not hold to reason, that the sperm and egg that became little bitty scrawny rellalou transform into whatever it takes to know what God is? to know what Christlikeness is? (meaning our goodness) to know the love that I was born to be? regardless of what I was taught or not taught as I crawled around on my knees at their knees? Yeah, why not?
I am grateful to this cyberfamily as I come here nearly every day desirous of staying vertical minded, but according to what Ferguson is saying, I caint get off if I wanted to…and I don’t…rell
Posted on Nov 4, 2003, 2:17 PM from IP address 207.230.48.186