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Monday, April 14, 2008


April 14, 2008

I often find myself "upstairs" looking in upon the chaos, madness, violence, meanness, and destruction at this level of existence. I seems unbelievable to me that ones could take such treasure and turn it into trash, could inflict such harm upon others; yet, I witness it.

And then I descend again into the midst, doing what I personally can to suppress the chaos by praying for peace and plenty, giving money, food, etc. to the homeless and those in need as I am out and about, doing whatever good deeds I can on a daily basis. I'm given the words of Jesus Christ as I write, "Inasmuch as you have done it unto the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto me." And that brings tears, for I feel I do so little, and I want very much to do more. There are many in need, so many. But I can't save the world. Can't even save North Central Texas. Can't even--.

There are many at lower levels of consciousness who don't seem to know the meaning of kindness and empathy, who seem to be oblivious to such concepts. Yet, perhaps if enough others show compassion for them and act kindly toward them, they will learn what kindness and compassion mean. I'm reminded of the words seen around on automobile bumper stickers and elsewhere, "Practice random acts of kindness and senseless acts of beauty." I vacillate between hope and hopelessness for humanity. It is sometimes difficult for me to be in this world but not of it, to remain above the fray and not contribute to it. I don't always succeed, and it seems that often I fail.

I find joy in small things, such as cruising the narrow streets of an older neighborhood of small homes on a search for my favorite flower--the bearded iris, which blooms in North Central Texas this time of year. Found six or seven colors/shades on a joyride a few days ago. I am in awe of the beauty and majesty of the bearded iris. Would love to have a book of photos of irises in many colors--close up and distant--to enjoy all year long.

Being here isn't easy for me. I feel like a stranger in a strange land. It's one lonely day at a time, appreciating the beauty where I find it and creating joy where there is none as I am able. On and on it goes--until it ends.

Seeking to serve (locally and long distance), we are one known as Angel-Light. Our healing/teaching mission at this level of existence is supported by donations of persons who appreciate and value our service.

Angel-Light Love
Healing/Wellbeing Facilitator