I recently asked my spirit guardian how best to deal with grief and sadness. He said, "Give grief all the time and space it needs, but don't live in it." I understood exactly what he meant. We've all met people who "live in it" in a negative sense. They get into that space of intense grief, anger or bitterness and... they get stuck there. I think people like that are a bit like travellers going through a dark forest. I'm not sure if they get lost or deliberately stop walking, but years pass and there they still are, still sitting in the dark with moss growing over them.
We all face dark forests at some time or another. The path of life can take us through meadows and deserts and forests. Sometimes it's gentle and the scenery is lovely and sometimes it's not, but all of it is a part of the great adventure of living. You have to keep on walking and that can really hurt when someone you love steps off the path to take a different route.
There's a movie that sums this up most beautifully. It's called The Way.
It's about a grieving father who walks the Camino (ancient pilgrimage journey across Spain) for his dead son. He leaves his son's ashes at each marker along the route. Sounds a gloomy movie, but it's actually very funny in places. In the end, his journey becomes so much more than he expected, just the same as every life story. Farewells
are painful, but you have to keep walking. So we find our ways to deal
with the sadness as we walk. We give our emotions whatever space and time they need,
but we don't stop and live there.
I recently read an excellent post by Jeff Gregory about hate. I tend to defend the underdog and speak out about things I feel are wrong. A lot of people think that means I hate A or B, but it's not that simple. I do hate injustice and cruelty, but I can still pity the person doing the "act of evil" because so often it is the broken who then go on to break others. As you Jeff says in his post - hate isn't the answer. We need to find more ways to say "no, I don't want this" without making it a word used while carrying weapons and torches. This planet has seen far too many tragedies based on the hate of mass hysteria.
I've come up against this a lot with the recent fear/hate between political parties and against specific religions. Personally, I don't follow either Left or Right in politics (I'm Green first )and I see religions as the ways humanity experience and love creation/creator. I really don't think God cares how we express that love, only that we love. I don't think there is a single Way to God; each path is unique to each person. but sadly, there are two religions that have a history of using extreme force in order to convert others to a single "way": Christianity and Islam.
I have had to defend the rights of my Muslim friends a lot recently, which has led to some people thinking I'm anti-Christianity. Not so! I am depressed and afraid of the levels of hate in BOTH radical versions of these two religions. Yet neither religion was created by a man proposing using cruelty and fear to convert followers...
So how did it all go so wrong and how can we ensure it does not continue into our future?
It has to begin with letting go of hate and that means facing our fears, because most of the time hate is the way we protect ourselves from things we fear. We fear the different and unknown and we fear things that have hurt us in the past or that we worry will hurt us in the future. Fear is a primal instinct of survival, but it has limitations. It drains your energy and strips away your ability to think clearly. This is why so many brainwashing techniques use tiredness and fear, because you lose all ability to think for yourself. You become a puppet.
And the only way you can ever battle fear is through Love - the type of love that walks with tolerance, understanding and compassion.
Thank you, Jeff, for reminding me of that simple fact. It's so easy to lose sight of what really matters when you're frustrated and scared for the future. I'd like to repay you with a video by a favourite group of mine who say it beautifully in this song.
It's a month before Blog for Peace, so I'm setting the mood with an old song that has been haunting me lately.
"Work For Peace" by Gil Scott-Heron
Americans no longer fight to keep their shores safe,
Just to keep the jobs going in the arms-making workplace.
Then they pretend to be gripped by some sort of political reflex,
But all they're doing is paying dues to the Military Industrial Complex.
The Military and the Monetary,
get together whenever they think its necessary,
They turn our brothers and sisters into mercenaries,
they are turning the planet into a cemetery.
The Military and the Monetary,
use the media as intermediaries,
they are determined to keep the citizens secondary,
they make so many decisions that are arbitrary.
The only thing wrong with Peace,
is that you can't make no money from it.
The Military and the Monetary,
they get together whenever they think its necessary,
they've turned our brothers and sisters into mercenaries,
they are turning the planet, into a cemetery.
Got to work for Peace,
Peace ain't coming this way.
We should not allow ourselves to be mislead,
by talk of entering a time of Peace,
Peace is not the absence of war,
it is the absence of the rules of war and the threats of war and the preparation for war.
So this is a song about tomorrow and about how tomorrow can be better.
If we all,
"Each one reach one, Each one try to teach one".
Nobody can do everything,
but everybody can do something,
everyone must play a part,
everyone got to go to work, Work for Peace.
I wrote my book to these songs, often repeated over and over for certain chapters or scenes. I don't want to add spoilers, but I think those who've read the book will guess enough if I add a few hints. ;)
First and foremost... this is Evelah's song. I found the theme for her existence the first time I watched this.
A friend sent me a video today. It's been a long time since I watched something that made me cry and yet gave me hope (for our planet) at the same time.Some people make you proud to be human. These are some of them...
In February I gave an author interview for a book blogger and she kindly made my book covers into bookmarks. :-)
From March I was pretty quiet on my blog, because mid-year was taken up with other people's books. I did a few reviews, I helped a friend by proofing her book for publishing and I helped someone else ghost-write another book. And in between we had another friend come stay with us for a week's holiday!
In April one of my poems went to LA with a photography exhibition by Katherine Cooper...
In June I published a little book of my poetry and blog stories for friends and family. Including all the poems that had a very busy 2015. ;-) In July we dashed about Scotland with our friend, so there are no July blog posts, but loads of August posts of the photos we took that wonderful summer.
September was a whirlwind of emotions and happenings as I took part in the "60 ways to Peace" and Scotland steamed towards the independance referendum. I can sum up both of those events with a poster from the referendum.
September ended with me more active in politics than I have ever been in my life and I'm not the only one. The Scottish referendum set the country on fire and the blaze is still burning. It has led me to new friendships and helped inspire my Blogblast for Peace entry this November 4th.
I made another of my peace poems into a graphic for Facebook and blogs.And in October I lived up to that poem by joining several groups and organisations involved in positive change. :-)
In November I finally finished a video for my second book, WISDOMS OF THE LIGHT.
Here's a slide from that video...
This year has had some lows as well, including the sudden death of a friend and fellow-blogger's husband.
For Jurgis...
And for all those loved ones (friends or family) that we remember at this time of year...
Almost a year after publication, I finally got the promo video for "Wisdoms of the Light" up on Youtube today. I'm putting it up here on my blog, with some of the artwork slides I made.
Did you know that the seeds of the gigantic redwood trees are tiny? Each seed is barely bigger than a match head. You could fit a potential forest into a tablespoon.
There's something miraculous about that fact; that something so minuscule has the potential to grow into one of the world's tallest trees. A good reminder to never underestimate the small or seemingly fragile.
Sometimes words can feel as small and insignificant as tiny seeds.
That is especially true this Blogblast for Peace, as we come to the final months of a year littered with humanity's failings; tragedies, disclosures, scandals and lies.
There's been disclosures of voting and election fraud in several countries.
Could you be, could you be squeaky clean
And smash any hope of democracy?
Pushed through laws and budget cuts that target the most defenceless: the disabled, elderly and poor...
Now what does that remind me of?
Feel the pain, talk about it, If you're a worried man then shout about it
Pollution, big business greed and deception, political avarice and the constant push for wars.
Open hearts, feel about it, Open minds, think about it
Everyone read about it, Everyone scream about it
It has been an exceptionally depressing year. One that has left many
feeling bitter, despairing or angry as hopes for a better future
vanished.
I spy tears in their eyes
They look to the skies
for some kind of divine intervention
How does hope rise above all that despair? How does peace stand firm when filled with bitterness or anger? The only way is through love, because love has no time to bother with being disappointed, hurt or angry.
When you're sowing the seeds of love
anything is possible
Just like a giant redwood tree, love soars above such trivialities.
Love understands that we all fall short along the way. None of us is perfect. Love remembers this and is willing to hold out a hand of comfort and sympathy. Love isn't a fool, but it understands the need for reconciliation, determination and persistence.
Love offers seemingly small gifts: patience, protection, empathy, fairplay; little words of encouragement and understanding. Such things may seem pointless and small, but small words in the hands of love are very powerful seeds.
Everyone read about it, read about it
We're sowing the seeds of love.
We are facing hard times on this planet. There's no use sugar-coating the
facts. Things are bad. And tough times need tough love; real Love.
And I believe in love power (open your eyes)
The kind of Love that stands with dignity and calm in the storms, like a redwood tree.
We're sowing the seeds of love
Love offers protection to the helpless, compassion to the weak and a voice to those who cannot speak for themselves. Love persists and quietly insists on being taken seriously. Love keeps standing up, taking part and speaking out.
And most important of all, regardless of religion, nationality or political affiliation... we hold onto that tough love and we rise above the masses like a forest of redwood trees.
High time we made a stand
And shook up the views of the common man
We have to be leaders rather than followers. Way showers. Light keepers in the dark.
As Gandhi put it: "First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win."
Well... I've been through the ignored and laughed at. That means I've only got one more stage to get through. I think I can manage that. ;-)
And I believe in love power (open your eyes)
We're sowing the seeds of love
Sowing the seeds, An end to need, And the politics of greed