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Indian Ocean Report
The Indian Ocean this morning is almost striated with waves. Its color is a light medium blue. Way towards the left, the sun sparkles on the water. Where the sky meets the ocean far in the distance, the sky is hazy white, hinting at rosy. Above the hazy color is a light baby blue sky with not a cloud in it. On the horizon line, there is a tanker perfectly centered and heading for the sun-sparkling waves on the left. Too beautiful!
Internet Connection Report
In contrast with the beauty and serenity of the Indian Ocean this morning, there is a Godwriter chewing her nails because the internet is not connected. I plug and unplug and do all the things I’ve learned to do to reinstate the internet to no avail. To add insult to injury, frequently, it keeps telling me I am connected when I am not!
Yesterday the internet was off in great stretches. Furthermore, yesterday, the electricity here was off, which, for that hour at least, explained why the internet wasn’t connected.
I’m glad the internet goes on when it goes on, yet the on and off, the uncertainty of it, the ambivalence of it, takes its toll on me. It’s like strobe lights flashing.
There is much work I can do unconnected to the internet, and I go for it, and yet I am unsettled.
Meaning
Of course, I know not to take the interrupted service personally. On the other hand, I remember a client of mine, a programmer, who said this: “Whenever there is a bug in a program I’m working on, I find the bug in me, and the bug is resolved.”
What is the bug in me? Or what is bugging me? OR what am I on and off about? OR am I disconnected? OR is the internet the vehicle through which I am to learn non-attachment and equanimity?
I do know that in terms of life, interrupted internet service is a minor thing. I could well be thanking my lucky stars that this is the biggest hassle in my life.
Where is Heaven Admin?
He has been out of town as you know. Sometimes I think the internet only has to hear his voice, and the internet responds. He came back Friday and had to leave again yesterday. He is coming back today, thank You, God.
What God says
The other day when I asked God about how rough I feel when the internet is down, He kept repeating a refrain from a Heavenletter still unpublished:
Steady steady is the rudder of life. Steady steady is the rudder of life. Steady steady is the rudder of life.
Comments
Canim, beloved Gloria Ahhhhh! How can a lady -who has a wonderful, greate, amazing, spectacular, vital sense of humor like your's -can manage to write down a blog entry about getting old? I do wonder.....
looooooooooooooooooooooooooooove you
Engin
Beloved Daughter Engin,
Long ago I had to make a decision. Am I going to present myself as I am, or am I going to leave out my humanness and give an impression that I am more than I actually am.
First of all, God makes it clear that anyone can Godwrite, so it's clear to me that I must not spend energy giving a false impression.
Sometimes I have thought that I have experience every trial known to human beings so I know what it is. Of course, I haven't really gone through every trial, but probably every little one which seems big at the time.
In the book, The Little Things, I cannot pretend either, and why should I?
I do grasp that we are not our bodies. Our bodies age, and there's really not much we can do about it, and we all go by the same clock!
Engin, I must confess that I believe there will be another entry -- Getting Old 2!
Loving you and everything you bring up!
Love, your American Mom
Gloria wrote: ...a client of mine, a programmer, said this: “Whenever there is a bug in a program I’m working on, I find the bug in me, and the bug is resolved.”
What is the bug in me? Or what is bugging me? OR what am I on and off about? OR am I disconnected? OR is the internet the vehicle through which I am to learn non-attachment and equanimity?
Is not life grand that it gives us perfect lessons to contemplate? What Gloria writes above is ho'oponopono in action - where the inner harmony reflects in outer harmony. Where Dr. Stan Hew Len would heal his clients by looking within himself for what was out of order. Where Dr. David Hawkins found that his presence healed people, so that hundreds wanted to see him and he had to cease that practice and retreat.
When we reach the state of unconditional love within us, all things around us appear perfect, become raised up towards their own perfection,
On a more prosaic note, my husband's energy field, approaching some CNC machine in some manufacturing place that he was called in to look at, would find the machine worked perfectly for him, yet when he left, it would give the operator the same problems.
A corollary would be that NOT holding your brother (or the situation) in perfect love and acceptance, holds back that brother or situation from arriving at its own perfection.
Margaret and Gloria, I love this bug in the program quote. It holds so much insight, if we could just access more of it. You are probably both aware that scientific research has conclusively shown that the mental intent of research subjects can change the output of random number generators at a distance. Beyond this, it appears that our beliefs and emotions subconsciously impact the world around us, not just by our intent. Many have reported that certain individuals seem to cause mechanical devices to fail just by their presence. And we all know people with a green thumb and their counterparts that seem to have a "brown thumb." We are much more powerful than we have ever dared let ourselves believe.
Chuck