Meditation paid off in an unusual dividend today.
It helped me obey traffic signs, thereby avoiding a ticket I would surely have gotten on another day.  Continue reading
Monthly Archives: November 2009
Child wins game, plays Sounds from within
I played in doors today.
Needn’t kill your Self to be like Buddha
Wisdom sometimes arises in the middle of a conversation.
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Opening Your Self Can Free Most Kids
Opening up oneself can be hazardous to your health.
PTSD Anquish Served up at Bread Store
Unappreciated . . . Unwanted . . . Unloved . . .
Jew, Christian and Muslim Sheik Agree
A small miracle is happening right before our eyes if we only open our hearts to see.
A minister, a rabbi and a Muslim sheik put their differences on the line and walked away clearing an unobstructed path to God.
VA indignity sours one Vietnam veteran
Originally Cont’d from Terrorists force VA to strip vet’s dignity 11-25-09
Veterans should never have to undergo such treatment as I was subjected to when I was told to remove my belt before entering a VA facility.
Terrorists force VA to strip vet of dignity
The Terrorists Won.
They pushed my face into the dirt. Made me low crawl through those metal detectors. Violated me like no prison incarceration could ever have make me feel.
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In the end, “being child-like” curbs aging
I finally did something I thought I would never do:
Look at the end of a book to see the conclusion.
Quantum Physics offered for Christ’s Sake
Quantum Physics is something I can hardly spell, let alone learn more about.
November 22, a day like no other USA day
My 10th-grade mathematics teacher whispers the horrible news: “Somebody shot the president.”
“But, I didn’t ‘intend’ for that to happen!”
— And, You can Count on It, by Jove! —
The original Blog Post listed all of the countries that readers who left messages had lived at one time.
Post Provided Details on my Blog Readers
It also listed some of their emails and possibly other details that may have been a little too personal for other WordPress practioners. Continue reading
Unconditional Love = Warmth, Peace, Joy
The following comments were exchanged with another WordPress Blog Writer about the subject of Attachment which can be seen below by clicking on the blue link.
The Choice is Yours; Inner Peace Awaits
Hate to Choose Things.
So much pressure is self-imposed, you can’t get away from making choices sometimes. Yet I want to decide which of the following has more bearing on my Soul.
Want to choose for me?
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Life Lessons Seen In Window Watching
Window gazing often answers some of Life’s Questions.
I look outside, see nature moving, and learn lessons about how to enjoy living in a matter of a few seconds. Let me show you what I digested just now:
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Glass half full with wine; half with juice
What does morning orange juice and evening red wine have in common at my house?
They’re served in the same glass, thank you very much.
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A good life grows with unforseen charges
The bill from the car garage was almost shocking.
My son dropped off his truck to seek repairs for a pipe that rattled and caused a loud muffling noise.
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“At Home Comfort” Missing, Dough No Mo’
The Pretzel Store Closed.
And my reason for celebrating Wednesday diminished. What good is staying at home if you can’t fulfill your one, small wish?
A Soft Pretzel. Outside Philadelphia.
A pick up line is all I need to get to you
Empty. Got no juice to run my mouth.
Ran out last few days with memories of dark passages that still seem to clutter up my mind.
Back Repairs Sought to Bolster Life of Back
I “intend” to repair my back. Not “cure” it. Not “fix” it.
Just get it back into working order. No more pains while getting out of bed or putting one leg after another into a pair of pants. That’s all. Make the back serviceable again.
My mutiny quash causes pride, sadness
Part 2 (Please see Light Shines on My Mutiny Quash for Part 1)
I had never felt so proud of anything — ever — as I was of their unselfish act of rebellion. For two hours, they put themselves on the line. No, they didn’t expose themselves to a firefight. (That would come later).
Honored for Looking Out for Their Welfare
Finally, Light Shines on My Mutiny Quash
I lied to my platoon to prevent a mutiny from bursting to a head some 40 years ago.
Finally, Light Shines on My Mutiny Quash
I lied to my platoon to prevent a Mutiny from bursting to a head some 40 years ago.
Today, I granted myself forgiveness. I cleansed a wound that never seemed to heal until now.
Healing Technique Sparks Family Fall Out
“Unclean spirits!” The words hit me like a ton of bricks. Across my face.
Besides being rejected, I felt lightning had just stuck the ground beneath me. I detected fear and the raising of a drawbridge that would block out all light, no matter where the Source originated.
EFT Workout is good for what Ails You
EFT Work-Out, Part 2
Previous Blog Post Renewed Here
This article was taken from a Blog Post I wrote years ago when trying to explain the “Emotional Freedom Technique” to a family member.
(From: Healing Technique Sparks Family Fall Out)
Post to Post Synchronicity No Coincidence
Tag surfing is a lot like a Box of Chocolate.
You never know what you’re going to get until you “Bite into the Post.“
Thanks for a Path that Preserved my Life
Ever wonder what life would have been like if you made different choices years earlier?
Choosing a Different Path May Have Hurt You
I was 19 when I felt “separated” from most of the people I hung out with and called friends. I wanted to be so much like them; not to care about such things as “love,” “compassion,” other people’s “feelings.” That was “sissy” stuff; stuff that only a “wuss” would think about. I saw these aspects of myself as a “weakness.“
Short Attention Spans Call for Short Posts
What did I learn at “How to Blog” School?
Short Attention Spans call for Short Posts.
Same as the headline above. My teacher advised me to keep my writing to a minimum. People won’t read anything too long, she said.
Meditation opens a new path way home
Driving Should Always Be This Much Fun!
I’m talking about my ride home from an “introduction to meditation” class I took at Montgomery County Community College the other night (Southeast Pennsylvania, about 20 miles outside of Philadelphia). Our instructors talked us into a place where I asked two simple questions: “Who Are You?” and “Who Were You?” We took part in an exercise to find our other “Self,” and I met what I have come to describe as a friendly “pathfinder.”
Letting Go to “Let God” for under $19.95
Got inspired by a glimpse of another’s soul the other day and it cost me Nothing.
Nada. Zippo.
Not a Penny.
Acupuncture calms stress, a veteran’s woes
Needles punctured my ears for the first time in my life this week.
Veterans’ Day Offers Acupuncture at WON Institute
Acupuncture was being offered for one free session to veterans on Veterans’ Day, and I appeared at the WON Institute in Glenside, PA, to take advantage of the procedure. The practitioner, Ed Cunningham, was kind, offering me some cheese and crackers as we made small talk and I got ready for the event.
PTSD Raises a Monster Head from a Toilet
Put a straitjacket on me.
Hide me in a padded room.
Get me away from people.
All those I can harm by PTSD.
Who thinks up these crazy connections?
On finishing a Post on Writing, I glanced at the possibly related articles and got perplexed.
Where did they come up with such ideas?
Why mishaps plague me today of all days
Footsteps pounding on the steps woke me this morning. My teenage son was running down the stairs. I heard him as I lay in bed.
Continue readingCan’t Writing Just Be Enough For Ya’ll?
Why do I have to become a Geek?
Took a Course on Typing but not Computers
It ain’t fair. I never was cut out to learn this computer stuff. I write. That means, I think. That means “I am,” to paraphrase a famous philosophical phrase.
A new You: there at the ‘Stroke of a Key’
Am I in trouble?
Do I need to hire a lawyer?
Why do crazy things always seem to happen to me?
Continue readingLarger print appears for PTSD readings
“Opening up” to a stranger is, at best, difficult to do.
Confiding your “War Zone” fears with a non-veteran can be worse, unless PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) serves as a bond between a brother and a sister.
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Primary Source Appears in this Blog Ban 2
Well, there you have it . . . The Pornography ban poster has been transmitted to my blogging site here on WordPress.
Blog Banned; ‘Porn at School Suspected’
Got shut out of my Blog just now.
Can’t get in the front door because the public computer is restricting my entrance. It says that I have, among other things “Italian pornography” in or on my Blog.
“Italian Pornography.”
What the Hell is that?
Gratitude inspires prose, poetry and a post
True selves revealed in Hot Tub exposure
PTSD therapy often comes from survivors
War Zone Fears Not Easily Discussed by Veterans
“Opening up” to a stranger is, at best, difficult to do. Confiding your “war zone” fears with a non-veteran can be worse, unless PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) serves as a bond between a brother and a sister.
Green Eyes demand attention, love and you
That Right Moment Can Really Help You See
Seeing life in another lane, in another person, at another time and place, can bring out something inside of you that was there all along, but was unable to surface until a precise moment developed.
Looking back, you wonder, how could I have not seen this before? Where was my mind, and why did I overlook it when it stared me straight in the eyes, begging me for just the slight payment of attention?
‘Sliding Door’ let’s roads merge right now
Only the Now Exists Right Now!
Was it Gertrude Stein, the early 20th-century poet and writer, who said, ” There was no ‘there’ there?“
Could we not be on a path, but in a circle?
No beginning? No end? Only now!
Continue readingMeditation caps TBI conference in Philly
‘Nothing’s’ Gonna Change My World’
Meditation rewarded me with what Buddhists call “Nothing” at the end of a traumatic day Saturday.
I was at a conference involving brain injuries when I noticed on the day-long schedule that mindfulness meditation would be “discussed” for survivors and their caregivers at Jefferson Hospital in Philadelphia, PA. Unable to talk my loved one into “taking” a “seat,” I went alone, and was surprised to see so many of the newly acquired friends I had just made while attending previous workshops earlier in the day
Continue readingContoveros’ Nysiros photographs well
First photos from Greece appeared on my Blog today. They were photographed from the Aegean Sea port off the tiny volcano island of Nysiros, which boasts all of four small fishing villages.
Will Vietnam PTSD trap ever set me free?
What do anger, dreams, PTSD, and “Letting Go“ of one’s past have to do with each other? They’re all part of a discussion on vetting our emotions through dreams to deal with our conscious selves. Join me and another Michael J in our recent comments to his post: Practicing for the Bardo by Urbansannyasin
Continue readingBirds play in ‘carefree flight’ above me!
A scene from a Hitchcock movie rushed before my eyes as I saw a half dozen birds fly toward me while stuck in traffic this afternoon.
Sparrows Open Themselves for a Wonderful Air Flight
Continue readingAggression often adds to World Suffering
The following are messages shared on Aggression:
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Dresden calls Kurt Vonnegut Jr. to Blog
Margo lived through the bombing of Dresden, Germany more than 60 years ago.
She wants to write about some of her experiences, and I hope she gives us a glimpse of that harrowing experience when war failed to distinguish between the good guys and the bad guys.
Continue readingNegative Neighbor negates all Niceties
It seems that every time I try to be nice to my handicapped wife, she reacts with a negative view towards me and my message.
Continue readingTorn between ‘Writing’ and ‘Meditating’
Having more than an hour before getting breakfast, I wondered whether I should write something or seek refuge in a “sitting meditation.”
Continue readingDespite Road Rage, Light Shines on PTSD
Unable to curb my road rage today, I finally grasped a thread of my PTSD and traced it back to its source.
I Wish I Could Use This Action Whenever PTSD Arises
Continue readingFirst Blog Course May Face a Class Cut
I’m stepping out tonight!
Gonna take my first class ever on how to connect and sustain a Blog.
Walking Meditation Nearly Takes a Dive
Bumping into the wall and walking to the edge of a swimming pool with eyes firmly shut is not the best way to do a Walking Meditation.
Continue readingHope Floats On Bubbling Spa Waters
Close your eyes, and you might see.
See the weightlessness that your body becomes as you float on the waters of a nearby spa.
Floating can Elevate Peace and Calm
‘One Step Back’ leads to ‘Two Forward’
Advising Another Can be a Learning for You
Ever learn about yourself while giving heartfelt advice to someone else?
My kid served as a mirror this morning, as I discussed why he should not quit on his “tech” teacher at school.
It ain’t easy admitting that you, the parent, may need the same sage advice as the child. Worse yet, is trying to reason with a 17-year-old. They are so smart, they know practically everything to know in this world.
Longing Creates the Love for Ever More
A Sufi approach to life has grown on me, particularly in its Spiritual view.
Love has both Masculine and Feminine Sides
Love, according to the wise ones, is both masculine and/or feminine. “I love you,” is clearly masculine, while “I am waiting for you; I am longing for you” suggests the feminine side.
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