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March 02 2005 PDF Print E-mail
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Mid-week Inspiration,

It wasn’t long ago that we experienced the most humanly devastating, and one of the largest quakes in recorded history. In some way it touched the lives of virtually every person on this planet. Tens of thousands of human lives were claimed and a cry for aid reached every ear.

As we look upon these challenges facing humanity today we tend to think that it’s all about individuals. We count the human lives. We count the human losses. We don’t generally measure the impact on the planet herself and the many species of life that were affected by this. Nor do we look at what it could mean for us personally.

The other day my son received some photo’s of fish that had been thrown onto the shores by the Tsunami, many of them thrown up from the depths of the ocean had never been seen before, didn’t even have names. They looked like some strange life form from a sci-fi thriller, some alien world. A couple hundred years or so ago there would have been speculation that they actually did come from some distant planet or possibly they were some proof of hell.

I couldn’t help make the connection with my own traumatic life situations. It sometimes is amazing the emotions, the ideas that have come up to torment me. People who have suffered abuse often struggle for years with nightmares of vengeance. I recognize the justification, yet for the victim to continue paying in their years of life through the replaying is not healthy.

I am reminded of a story of two WW II POW’s years after the war; one asked the other if he had forgiven his captors. Upon his companions negative response his comment was so you are still a prisoner are you.

At some time we must come to terms with our dark and even apparently cruel thoughts.

Deep dark thoughts; they come up to be revealed and released, for us, for the race and for this planet. Our work is to release them instead of shoving them down because they appear ugly and foreign, denying they could be ours.

In Love and Light,

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