Showing posts with label Trust. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trust. Show all posts

Monday, February 2, 2009

Self-Contained Heart

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Fun, huh? I love how this heart looks so timeless and perfect.


"The truth shall set you free."
- Jesus Christ

This image puts forth a balanced energy,
showing protective safeguards and healthy boundaries,
at the same time radiating a lot of love.
The heart is yin, the golden sun behind it is yang.
The thorns are neutralizers.
This is the image of a young adult heart
who has come into his or her own self.
It not only radiates faith, but self-trust and kindness.
At the same time, it is not leaking any energy;
it is cautious, aware, contained.


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"I will reveal all things, beloved,
so that through knowledge and understanding
you will become like Me.
I will reveal the hidden things to you.
Now, put forth your hands and hold on."
- Jesus, The Second Apocalypse of James


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Here's a photo of my town, the city of Seattle...


Many of you reading this blog
are too young to remember or know about



The Battle In Seattle

November 30, 1999 -
December 2, 1999





It was the first national protest
organized by caring American citizens,
on the internet.



Organizers and citizens came together to protest
against the World Trade Order (WTO).
People intended for it to be a peaceful protest...



However Seattle city officials
were very concerned about the crowds of people showing up...


So the police force was called in
to watch against any disorder.




You see, President Clinton
and other important officials
from all over the world were coming to town!




There were diverse crowds
of every nationality and age!




People wanted to take a stand
against the exploitation of people in other countries,
the loss and outsourcing of our jobs,


the quality of our food,
water, and air...


All these concerns affect us directly
and were, and continue to be based in
corporate greed.



So the people came together,
standing in one voice

as the officials came into the airport
and through the gates of Seattle...




It was very cool,
how the people of Seattle created blockades,
so officials for the WTO
could not meet in their conference rooms
or gather at the Space Needle.


Instead, they were forced to face the people!



Of course, the cops didn't like that.





By late afternoon
the police were given permission to use
whatever tactics they thought necessary
to drive back the crowds.




Therefore, police began
to push the people
out of the way using tear-gas.





By the end of the night
police had pushed the people up the hill,
and into my neighborhood,
where my friends and neighbors
were tear-gassed, too!




The next morning,
some people began to riot
and the windows of many buildings owned by corporate companies were busted down.
Since no person was being physically hurt,
some thought about it and felt
creating material damages was okay.
Newspaper boxes were uprooted from the sidewalks and thrown into the glass!



Again, the peaceful protesters
returned to the streets, chanting:

THE PEOPLE

UNITED
WILL NEVER BE
DIVIDED!


They came again
to block the WTO organizers from gathering.



And again,



protesters were tear-gassed,
beaten with clubs, and driven by police
up to the hill where I live.



The protests went on in the streets
for a total of three days.




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This year will be the 10th Anniversary
of the Battle in Seattle.







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The citizens of Seattle were put on a nightly curfew:
we were told to be out of the streets by 7:00 p.m.,
or we would be tear-gassed.


Naturally, not everyone
was able to get out of the streets in time!


For three days and nights, all we could hear were helicopters...


On the third night, I rushed home from work.
I couldn't find anything on the local news
about how the night would go.


But I tuned-in to PBS and saw
there were police lined up


right in front of my apartment building.


Dozens of squads stood out in the street,
in lines outside my door,
poised in their "riot gear",
face shields down like Darth Vader.
They stood waiting for the downtown squads
to push the protesters up the hill one more time.


People I worked with got tear-gassed on their way home from teaching at night.



A friend who was tear-gassed had to sleep on my living room floor.



There was no way a lot of people could get home!



Reporters said
the protests weren't helping much
with the Christmas Shopping season.



By the time the protests were over,
some people went to jail...
Merchants boarded up their windows.



Which did not look very welcoming
uptown or downtown.



(No one was really in the mood to go shopping.)

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In fact, Seattle has never been the same.


We all know
knew this event
would slowly change the world.



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This is a story about greed.


http://www.zmedia.org/WTO/N30.htm


http://www.gapsucks.org/gwa/history/wto/



http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_in_Seattle

http://www.johncallan.com/Archive/PM/WTO--%20The%20Battle%20for%20Seattle.htm


http://www.spectacle.org/0100/main.html


http://archives.dailyuw.com/2000/120100/N2.WT.html



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TRUST / Fascist Christ, lyrics by Todd Rundgren


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Fascist Christ
Lyrics by Todd Rundgren

Founding fathers and mothers left us a mandate
We've got to separate the church and the state
So get your head straight
before it's too late
And you drop it in the plate,
you must appreciate

Jesus and money make a man speak in tongues
Scream out his lungs, roll in the dung...
And when the song is sung, he moves up another rung -
And the deaf and the dumb are the ones who get stung.

Here comes the sex police, they're at your bedroom door
Movin' in next door, searchin' from floor to floor.
You know what they're lookin' for
Someone's always keepin' score every time you dip the oar.

Love isn't fun no more
Love isn't fun no more
Love isn't fun no more

Fascist Christ, come to the rescue!
Fascist Christ, come to the rescue!
Fascist Christ, come to the rescue!
"Gimme that old time religion!"
Here it comes!


Let's get fundamental about this strange philosophy
In which god and man are enemies!
In which there is no serenity
unless you happen to believe

Precisely what they want you to believe -
and no diversity!

Come join the army and learn the noises
That drown-out the others' voices
and please the devil,
Who rejoices when mankind has no choices -
And power exploits us, and peace avoids us.

Guess who to the rescue on a holy mission?
To uphold the tradition of the Spanish Inquisition,
And preempt your decision by forcing your confession?

Now let that be a lesson

Who you think you're messin' with?
Who you think you're messin' with?
Who you think you're messin' with?

Fascist Christ, come to the rescue!
Fascist Christ, come to the rescue!
Fascist Christ, come to the rescue!
"Gimme that old time religion!"
Here it comes!



(Somebody took our God away -
Somebody took our God away -
Somebody took our God away - -)


Fascist Christ, come to the rescue!
Fascist Christ, come to the rescue!
Fascist Christ, come to the rescue!
"Gimme that old time religion!"
Here it comes!



(Somebody took our God away -
Somebody took our God away -
Somebody took our God away - -)


c) Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp



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AWARENESS Jesus and the Money-Changers
by Osho


People come to me and they ask, "What is right and what is wrong?" I say, "Awareness is right; unawareness is wrong." I don't label actions as wrong and right. I don't say violence is wrong. Sometimes violence can be right. I don't say love is right. Sometimes love can be wrong.

Love can be for a wrong person, love can be for a wrong purpose. Somebody loves his country. Now, this is wrong because nationalism is a curse. Somebody loves his religion. He can kill, he can murder, he can burn others' temples. Neither is love always right nor is anger always wrong.


Then what is right and what is wrong? To me, awareness is right.

If you are angry with full awareness, even anger is right. And if you are loving with unawareness, even love is not right.

So: let the quality of awareness be there in every act that you do, in every thought that you think, in every dream that you dream. Let the quality of awareness enter into your being more and more. Become suffused with the quality of awareness. Then whatsoever you do is virtue. Then whatsoever you do is good. Then whatsoever you do is a blessing to you and to the world in which you live.


Let me remind you of a situation that happened in Jesus' life: he took a whip and entered into the great temple of Jerusalem.

A whip in the hand of Jesus...? This is what Buddha means when he says, "an unwounded hand can handle poison."

Yes, Jesus can handle a whip, no problem; the whip cannot overpower him. He remains alert, his consciousness is such.


The great temple of Jerusalem had become a place of robbers. There were money-changers inside the temple and they were exploiting the whole country. Jesus alone entered the temple and upturned their boards - the boards of the money-changers - and threw their money around and created such turmoil that the money-changers escaped outside the temple.

They were many and Jesus was alone, but he was in such a fury, in such a fire! Now, this has been a problem for the Christians: how to explain it? Because their whole effort is to prove that Jesus is a dove, a symbol of peace. How can he take a whip in his hands?


How can he be so angry, so enraged, that he upturned the boards of the money-changers and threw them outside the temple?

And he must have been afire; otherwise, he was alone - he could have been caught hold of. His energy must have been in a storm; they could not face him. The priests and the business people all escaped outside shouting, "This man has gone mad!"


Christians avoid this story.

There is no need to avoid it if you understand: Jesus is so innocent! He is not angry; it is his compassion. He is not violent, he is not destructive; it is his love. The whip in his hand is the whip in the hands of love, compassion.


A man of awareness acts out of his awareness, hence there is no repentance; his action is total.

And one of the beauties of the total action is that it does not create karma; it does not create anything; it doesn't leave any trace on you. It is like writing on water: you have not even finished... it is gone.

It is not even writing in sand, because that may remain for a few hours if the wind does not come - it is writing on water.


If you can be totally alert, then there is no problem. You can handle poison; then the poison will function as a medicine. In the hands of the wise, poison becomes medicine; in the hands of the fools, even medicine, even nectar, is bound to become poison.

If you function out of innocence - not out of knowledge but out of childlike innocence - then you can never come to any harm, because it leaves no trace. You remain free of your actions. You live totally and yet no action burdens you.

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Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Jesus, I Trust In You


JESUS, I TRUST IN YOU

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by Saint Sister Faustina
APOSTLE OF THE DIVINE MERCY

I want to be completely transformed into Your mercy and to be Your living reflection, O Lord. May the greatest of all divine attributes, that of Your unfathomable mercy, pass through my heart and soul to my neighbor.

Help me, O Lord, that my eyes may be merciful, so that I may never suspect or judge from appearances, but look for what is beautiful in my neighbors' souls and come to their rescue.

Help me, that my ears may be merciful, so that I may give heed to my neighbors' needs and not be indifferent to their pains and moaning.

Help me, O Lord, that my tongue may be merciful, so that I should never speak negatively of my neighbor, but have a word of comfort and forgiveness for all.

Help me, O Lord, that my hands may be merciful and filled with good deeds, so that I may do only good to my neighbors and take upon myself the more difficult and toilsome tasks.

Help me, that my feet may be merciful, so that I may hurry to assist my neighbor, overcoming my own fatigue and weariness. My true rest is in the service of my neighbor.

Help me, O Lord, that my heart may be merciful so that I myself may feel all the sufferings of my neighbor. I will refuse my heart to no one. I will be sincere even with those who, I know, will abuse my kindness. And I will lock myself up in the most merciful Heart of Jesus. I will bear my own suffering in silence. May Your mercy, O Lord, rest upon me.


O my Jesus, transform me into Yourself,
for you can do all things.





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