Let them eat cake…

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The greatest gift in life…is to really know who you are…and the only way to find out…is to seek it…I’m a story teller who likes to feed people…There’s magic in the world…use it to know who you are..and then inspire others to do the same…Feed them your spiritual cake….and make a sweeter world! If not now….when?

Never underestimate the power of now

I went to the William S. Hart park today in Santa Clarita…located in the Santa Clarita Valley in southern California. If you climb the hill and look down… just below in the valley lives a small herd of American Bison …not to be confused with Buffalo…the herd was donated to the park in 1962 by Walt Disney. I’m sure it was a noble gesture at the time and with good intentions…well..up the hill I went thinking…oh goodie goodie gum drop..maybe I’ll see the bison today… a testimonial to my subconsciously wallowing in my expectation and or indoctrination..In retrospect my thoughts were of my spiritual perceptions and preoccupations which were frustrating me and how my spiritual choices were a buncha hokum… well… as luck would have it..once I reached the top of the hill…low and behold…there were no bison in sight… certainly not thru the lens of self righteousness limiting my perceptions… So feeling my thoughts immediately validated I began strutting my stuff until I turned my head just slightly left…to the east…and there at the top of the hill…convalescing…was the whole “freaking” herd …and at arms length no less …I had to laugh at my foolishness…Busted…a voice went off in my head saying…oh yah…who dah one now…huh…who dah one now…well I was amused…so I sat for an hour with my family…I thought about the great herds of Bison and Buffalo once roaming the great American west…and how powerful and free they must once have been…felt…still there they were giving me the lazy eye and making the occasional obligatory grunt (this is movie country) in an attempt to display some hint of their former glory..it was actually sad.. but a metaphor for Life… my life anyway…so as I contemplated the muse I realized I was right about one thing spiritually…prayer should be about gratitude and affirmation…freeing the mind of want and desire. I thought how trapped those Bison must feel..but they seemed so content and all their needs were seemingly being met…Still I’m confident that if even one of them were to find a weak link in the fence…out they would all go without hesitation…so for now they bide their time…knowing…true freedom is acceptance.. .and how we accept what we have determines how we pray. Want and desire are the prayers of self…(snort)

Eagles and Fish

Morning morning morning pages…George Sand once said 300 words a day good or bad so here are a few unpredictable words good or bad…Once upon a time there lived a school of fish who could see from the water a bald eagle…they thought they were the eagle because they had no mirrors so…one day a small fish said…mother is it true we are able to fry…I see my reflection but I don’t feel that I am actually flying. And where said the baby’s mother did you get such a peculiar idea…well, said the fish one day skipping over the pond was a very small person…I asked this small one how it too was able to fly…oh say’s the gnat I have wings…Well then said the fish I too must have wings…don’t be silly you are a fish and fish cant possibly fly…Why do you ask? Well says he, in our school we are told that our reflection soars above the lake…the gnat began laughing uncontrollably…that is not your reflection…above you is an eagle…eagles are birds…they swoop and come very close to the water to make you their meal…meal?…what do you mean?…well said the gnat, they feed on your family just as you have fed on many of mine…oh said the fish you must be mistaken…I would never feed on you…and we would never eat our flying family…well said the gnat…ask you mother then where your food comes from…I will said the fish…and I will ask her if it is true that we are unable to fly? So that is how I came to ask you mother if we are able to fly…the mother horrified by the story took her young child aside and swam to the surface of the lake…see says she, there are many many little creatures flying safely above the lake and there above us IS your reflection so you are safe from harm and the gnat is mistaken…The young fish looked up feeling comforted and remarked “mother I think your reflection is coming…Image