Ring of truth played with bowls & forks

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Buddha guides me thru VA PTSD path

Possibly Cont’d from Trappist monk helps veteran ‘awaken’ me 

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Name-caller gets his butt kicked in the end

Originally Cont’d from Name-calling can get you kicked in the end 1-28-10

     Calling a kid names could cause a lasting scar one may have to deal with later in life. It’s either that, or you learn to “toughen up” as I did, and let the wise-cracks, the slurs, the hate-filled and ignorant remarks simply glide over you.

     I remember my teenage years, and names aimed at me by people I didn’t know or hardly knew. On occasion, I’d hear somebody call me “queer.” I’m not homosexual, not that there’s anything wrong with it, to quote the old Seinfeld routine. But I never shied away from such “feminine” activities as dancing and singing, getting “dressed up,” for a party,  and “speaking in complete sentences” and not the monosyllables used by a lot of so-called “tough” guys on the block of North Philadelphia where I grew up.

Name-Calling Continues All Through Life

     Later still, I got hit with such labels as “racist,” and then “sexist.” Neither fit, but I never stayed around those persons long enough to prove them wrong. They did not know me, and I was maturing enough to know my bending over backwards to show them the opposite would be a waste of time. Their’s and mine.

     When it comes to name-calling, I’m not talking ancient history here.  I remember returning from a trip to Greece in late 2008 and hearing a comment from a fellow Vietnam veteran twice my size about my fellow countrymen. We were riding in an elevator full of veterans and this Patty DeMarco-type  — a bully — asked me if I enjoyed myself with all the “Greek men” in Athens.

     “Yeah,” I said. “Including your mama.”

     Got a big laugh all around. Except for the homophobic name-caller, who turned red in his White face. He was the same one who said his parish priest had to “clean out” the church recreational hall when a group of Muslims were permitted to hold a meeting there. The guy’s old. Age-wise as well as culturally. He’s got white hair and lives alone with his PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder). Few have any thing  to do with him. Including his family. When will he ever learn that you just can’t  elevate your self, you can’t improve your lot by trying to tear down another because of their religion, their politics, their way of life?

Getting Even with My First Name-Caller

     I kicked Patty DeMarco’s ass the next time he called me a name while growing up in Brewerytown. (See Name-calling can get you kicked in the end .) Hit him as hard as I could, shouting “get up, ‘shrimpboats,'” as he fell to the street, cowering next to marble steps leading to one of the row homes on our block. He held both arms over his face, as snot poured out and onto his clothes. Now it was his turn to bawl. The only name he called then, was for his “mama.” It felt good, but I would not recommend it for an adult who picked up PTSD during his or her lifetime. Could end up in jail and the name-caller in the morgue.

     Sticks and stones may break your bones, but names will never hurt you, is how the saying goes. They may not hurt, but I don’t think you ever forget them, either.  If you’re lucky, you use them to either build character or learn how to forgive from a long distance for harms done you a long time ago.

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‘Shining Moment’ sends me ‘Soaring High’

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‘First Love Found’, never lost a Heartbeat

Orginally Cont’d From   Love’s First Kiss) 12-2-09

     What was it like to be a pre-teen, meeting a person who’d, maybe one day, be the Love of your Life? And what did you do when someone turned down the lights in the cellar party . . . and you were alone . . . finally. Your hands touched, and your eyes melted while looking at the other’s face, their smile, their warm and inviting eyes.

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‘Letting Go’ Requires Faith and Hope

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Part III, Don’t “Squander Away” Your Life

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Englightenment shines from the heart

Originally Cont’d from  Can’t A Guy Get A Break Around Here? 1-9-10

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Trappist Monk helps Veteran ‘Awaken’ me

Con’td from Schuylkill Expressway miracle paves road to VA

    The first Buddha emerged in my dream as a muscular military-type, with short-cropped hair and engaging smile. Asian? No, Hispanic, but with a possible trace of someone from an exotic Asian island.

    Meeting this Tuesday morning, Feb. 16, 2010, was an accident. My trip from Conshohocken to Philadelphia took less time than I had scheduled, and I had an extra 20 minutes until a 10 o’clock appointment. It gave me a chance to talk with my official advocate, the DAV (Disabled American Veterans).

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Flowers offer a heart-felt home-coming

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“Gotta give ’em a little ‘respect,’ that’s all”

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God’s Presence Realized at Breakfast Table

Originally Cont’d from Feeling God’s Presence in the Mundane 12-6-09 Continue reading

Schuylkill X-way Miracle paves road to VA

Cont’d from ‘Right’ path never obstructed long, Part II

     The Buddha appeared in a dream. He took on the forms of a soldier, a counselor and then a computer printer. How could such an entity take shape in such different apparitions?

    It all started as I entered a building. President Barack Obama’s picture beamed on a wall as I walked through a large room, cordoned off by dozens of partitions, creating offices upon offices of civil servants working for me and thousands of other veterans from the United States.

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Dreamcatcher opens avenues for healing

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Dream helps guide me back to Paradise

Originally Cont’d from Dream Reveals Key to Paradise 12-2-09

 I realized that I was in Paradise.

     No, not the Paradise mentioned in our religious books about an Adam and Eve in a Garden of Eden. My Paradise was within, existing immediately before I had eaten from the fruit of the Knowledge Tree, the source of later intelligence, the later development of the mind and its control of my life.

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Being ‘Childlike’ Helps ‘Curb Aging’ – 2

Originally Cont’d from “In the end, ‘being childlike’ curbs aging” 11-24-09

Experiencing Silence

     “The mind replenishes itself in silence,” Deepak Chopra, M.D, says in his book, called a “Creative Action Plan.” It can be the “quantum source” of energy needed for most activities. Meditation and learning how to use silence to touch your core of creativity provides you with a “resting” period between bouts of “busy ness” [my words] that tend to consume us daily.

Spending Time in Nature

     You can discharge pent-up energies by removing yourself from the artificial man-made” world and get back to nature, Chopra says. Even for a few minutes a day. Let sunshine in, and the body will naturally help to nourish itself. [I focus on birds and small animals by feeding them in my back yard. I get “recharged” when I walk outside and not drive the car for an errand across a nearby park.]

Experiencing and Trusting Emotions

     Make a list of positive and negative emotions and see how often they crop up in a day, Chopra says. By reviewing them later, you come to know your emotions — something many of us are unable to do — and by understanding what they are, we take the first step in mastering them,” according to Chopra. Don’t dwell on one single group, even if you get mad or angry several times in a given day.

     Acknowledge the negative emotion, then skip over it to the positive. It is important to realize we have different ones affecting us throughout the day. They help connect to our “awareness” of the world around us and suppressing them may simply block an appreciation of our world. [I find this the hardest to follow.]

Remaining Centered Amid Chaos

     When things go crazy in the workplace or at home, try to separate yourself by looking within, according to Chopra. Center you attention inside of you, by focusing on your breath, and physically feeling the air going through the nostrils and into the chest. Eyes closed. In just a few minutes, Chopra says, you can return to do battle with a fresh approach.

Being Childlike

    Smile Often. Practice Alone. Think Love.    Do something that you recall was fun in your childhood, Chopra says. Eat ice cream, swing at the playground, laugh out loud loudly” or be “stupid-happy.” There is a sense of aliveness, of being joyful, of being full of life in being “childlike.” We had it as children but lost that quality along the way. It is still there.

Being Self-Referral

     Chopra advises that you try something completely different from what you are used to doing. If you’re a practicing attorney, study reflexology (I did, and it’s fun!) Trade in your reporter’s hat for that of artist, and paint something. (Did that too; got a few “originalshanging in my house.)  Do something “totally incongruous to your self-image,” is what Chopra advised. You can do it — and at the same time change from being an observer to one observed. It gets rid of a lot of baggage and helps make you a free, uncluttered person,” the doctor says.

Practicing Non-Attachment

     Be passionate, be committed, be excited and completely involved, but know when to step back. Non-attachment means “letting go of expectations, preconceived outcomes, and egotistical points of view,” the author of Ageless Body, Timeless Mind, continues. A good soldier, Chopra says, can find himself becoming a peaceful unattached observer while in battle. You become free from outside influences that can hamper your true self.

     Gotta get back to the book now. I look forward to a rich and happy ending. Enjoy!

Jury Duty Requires Your ‘Just Reasoning’

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‘One-Eyed Jack’ provides more meditation

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‘Right’ path never obstructed long, Part II

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Retreat causes ‘after shocks’ to some within

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A ‘right’ path may never be obstructed long

Con’td from Rooster helps open path to miraculous day

     Oh no! I forgot my ID. Second day in a row I pulled such a stupid stunt. And here I am, braving the snow and cold to drive from Conshohocken, PA, to the Veterans Administration building in Philadelphia.

     You may not know how much hell I went through in entering this building a few short months ago. Had to “strip” off my belt, hold up my pants, and lower my dignity to get through the metal detector. (See Terrorists force VA to strip vet of dignity.) And that’s when I had my Veterans’ identification card with a mug shot beaming my most honest  smile.

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Modern Conclusion Bodhisattva Practices

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Rooster helps open path to miraculous day

The rooster crows outside my kitchen door. Not once, but several times. Wait a minute! It’s 7:30 in the morning. He’s supposed to be up the hill in the shed converted into a chicken coop. What happened?

     You forgot to lock the trap door, Michael J. Forgot to close it. Or simply forgot to round-up the four feathered critters and herd them into their warm wooden environment. That could mean they spent the night outdoors.

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A new tutor learns a lesson from real life

I hope to start to tutor Natalka about the English language.  And, at the same time,  learn more of life than I ever could from any book.

Natalka needs to improve her language skills as a teacher of 2 and 3-year-olds at a pre-school outside Conshohocken, PA, here in the USA. She came from the “Old World,” the one behind the notorious “Iron Curtain.” And while she obtained a master’s degree in Chemistry while in Ukraine, her school “directors” want her to speak and write our language more fluently.

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‘Barrister Bu’ — a ‘Buddha nature’ lawyer

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Bodhisattvas’ (Compassion) Practices -35

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Awakening from the Winter Storm of 2010

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Meditation energizes Phila. Meet-Up Group

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