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“APRIL FOOLS’ DAY…”

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"APRIL FOOLS’ DAY…”

april_fools_day_023April Fools’ Day is celebrated in many countries on April First every year; a day when people play practical jokes and hoaxes on one another. When a child I wanted my hoaxes to best those of my brothers; it never happened. Something about being cunning; I guess?

So, I began to wonder about hoaxes—the cunning ones played on humankind when it isn’t April Fools’ Day. Things like: political greed; war for the sake of supremacy; religion vs. spirituality; generational hatreds; poverty; controlled voting; calculated censorship; worship of formulaic heroes; skewed reporting; truth/fiction inside social media; rivalries… you see what I mean.

I genuinely wish I could call out—APRIL FOOLS’ DAY—I was just kidding! But, I cannot since the hoaxes mentioned above are spread across our world injuring all humankind. Such cunning will stay disguised until we wake to the truth there is only one April Fools’ Day where a hoax is laughable.

“I NEVER DO THIS…”

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"I NEVER DO THIS..."

typewriter_legswtypewriter_sample_img_2I never do this — write about anything TELEVISION! But never… well never seems to have arrived. I do this only to spotlight a contestant on one of the talent shows. I don’t mention the show or contestant: copyright issues and all.

Instead, let me just relay the story of a black woman who at two-years-old escaped a civil war in her homeland: Republic of Liberia. Throughout history human migration has been a way of life. More accurately: a way to secure a life. I think by now humankind is simply a collection of our homelands.

But, back to her story: I’m not a black woman so I may not speak for this contestant. But her story implies that she and I are both profoundly in love with the countries of our birth. You see, it is never our homeland we fear–it is a tyranny of greed that pervades which forces us to flee.

In Disney’s The Lion King, Mufasa says to his son: “Look Simba, everything the light touches is our kingdom…” Ah! Our Kingdom, I love the sound of that: The land where we are born… The land that we love… The sacredness of belonging.

“V-FORMATION…”

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"V-FORMATION..."

GeeseFormationHere is what WOULD happen if humankind were to fly, like migratory birds, in V-Formation (sometimes called a skein): We would greatly boost the effectiveness of understanding our common flight; all of us would utilize the up-wash of those who came before us; sometimes we’d rest on the rising air, and with intent, we would rotate in a cyclical fashion to spread life fatigue equally.

And, during millennia of lingering, drifting and shifting impairment kept in formation by greed, humankind would evoke the skein that is the core of awareness: our collective soul!

“CHANGELINGS…”

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My very old and much-loved dictionary defines Changelings as “…Archaic, One apt to change; a waverer.” I love the word Changeling and recently used it in an email to a dear friend. Email, you say, how archaic. Yes, you’re right. Yet, even though we exchange words in this fashion, my friend, also a Changeling and I still feel our Soul-Place with Intention raise up from the screen.

I believe each of us has a Place that is not measured by continent, country or hometown. These places are physical and Changelings know it is only for passing through. The true Place of import is how, when and why we become Changelings—where we transform that nothing special place into our Soul-Place with Intention.

Ironically, in our search for Soul-Place with Intention, we find out that our foes and our sources of help are one-in-the-same: social media, the worldwide web, scrutiny, hatred and greed.

Yet, there are Changelings, hidden in the cloak of unawareness that our world sorely needs. Look! See if you can find one—or are one.

Voices Swept Away in the Winds of Time

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SHADOWS OF HUMANITY {Article first published as Shadows of Humanity on Technorati}

Inside the specter that is human life is where we are the most visible. Like tree branches in winter, we cast shadows of who we will become in our spring. Photographer Ansel Adams said: ”We live in the shadows.” Personally, I love the shadows for it is there I find solace, moments to contemplate my world and Creation. You do this also, although you may not use the same words to describe it.

Each of us, given social media, expert speak, and on-the-spot news in any language, is ever more aware of the pitfalls that exist in our physical world. There is so much to grasp, sort through, wonder about and datum surround us in white noise. Where do we begin? Can we make sense of it all? How scared am I? What’s next? Ah, and that is just our physical world.

Each of us, given the same aforementioned information, glimpse only shadows of what this all means to our individual lives and that of the people in our six degrees of separation. It overpowers our thoughts and leaves us less able to act on any specific issue. In my more lucid moments, I realize my voice is being swept away in the winds of time, along with yours, and yours and yours…

We look to the governments of the world to handle the “big stuff.” That isn’t always satisfactory either—so many power agendas, elections on the horizon, anarchy, greed, hatred and infighting.

Now that I’ve completely depressed you, well maybe myself, I want you to know I do have hope. No, I am not an optimist nor am I a pessimist. I am a human being living in a complex world alongside my sisters and brothers. THIS is our hope—one another.

Ansel Adams also said: “A photograph is usually looked at – seldom looked into.” At this moment in our history, each of us is pictured in this photograph: look closely! We can no longer hang in the shadows of unawareness.