Hey, I've moved!
I've been posting over at Typepad for a long time, now, but I see that this old version still comes up in some Google lists.
If you're still interested, you can find me over there.
http://omnicrone1.typepad.com/katethoughts/
See ya.
Ideas, thoughts, ramblings and rumblings of this one manifestation of the cosmic mind.
I've been posting over at Typepad for a long time, now, but I see that this old version still comes up in some Google lists.
But the Blog move is.
Chocolate Cake!
In the news recently...
The other night I was invited out for a night with "the girls".
I told my husband that I would be home by midnight, "I promise"!
Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easy.
Around 3 am, a bit loaded, I headed for home.
Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed 3 times.
Quickly, realizing my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9 times.
I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution in order to escape a possible conflict with him. Even when totally smashed...
3 cuckoos + 9 cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos...MIDNIGHT!
The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, and I told him, "midnight".
He didn't seem mad at all.
Whew! Got away with that one!
Then he said, "We need a new cuckoo clock".
When I asked him why, he said, "Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times,
then said, "oh, shit",
cuckooed 4 more times,
cleared its throat,
cuckooed another 3 times,
giggled,
cuckooed twice more,
and then tripped over the coffee table and farted".
Remember the post about the closing of the forest? Well, it's open now. We've had rain.
This, posted by sister-blogger, Kristie, really touched me today.
"You are a treasure and recognized as such. You are completely unique in all the universe. Your gifts are unique, your presence, all that you are is unique and is calibrated to be the exact note that is required to make the chord complete. You are what completes this moment, just as you are. So sing out and let us hear you. Shine out and let us see you. The universe awaits the beauty of your song, embraces the beauty of your song, even if it is at time sung haltingly, even if there are periods of long silence. No matter what, you are deeply loved and deeply treasured."Thanks, Kristie.
Author - Carrie Hart
Enough, already! All computers - all software has glitches. Click on things, search, and MOST OF ALL do not be afraid to punch buttons. Enough said about that.
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I'm just going to ramble awhile about what's going on with me in a spiritual sense...
One thing I discovered about my angst over the identity of god came to light the other night when we were watching a broadcast of the Gaither Gospel Hour. (yes, I know...hehehe, don't tell)
The Gaither Vocal Band was singing a song I just could not get my mind around, so I started wandering off and watching faces.
Wisely, those Christian music ministers are adding tons of new music, too. There are now love songs, rock songs, even Rap songs and more in the Christian genre.
(So far, I haven't found a foot-tapping Buddhist chant in 4-part harmony. got a link?)
And they're putting the music out there without the preaching (on TV & in CDs and such) so that one just gets caught up and swept away...mindlessly swept away, in my opinion, so that messages stick without the process of thought ever being attached to it. Granted, most listeners (I suppose) are already convinced.
What I'm actually saying here is this: The 'trappings' of my past religious experience, and the 'naming' that happens in virtually all religions I've studied or looked at, are what I was missing so terribly that I felt a HUGE need to fill that void. And I called the void God/Goddess/god/Nature/Cosmic Mind/Whatever....
In spite of the fact that Christianity (especially the fundamental variety) does not and cannot work for me any longer, I was still trying to shove my new spiritual experiences into the same mold. When those experiences left gaps or hung over the edges of the mold, I assumed that it was the fault of the experiences AND NOT THE FAULT OF AN OUTDATED MOLD.
In actual fact there is No Fault at all...just a poor fit. for me. I'm only talking about ME.
I condemn no particular religion. I talk the most about the Christian religion because that is where my experience lies. But my spiritual experience rests completely in love and compassion. I'm reading mostly these days about Buddhist (& Taoist & Zen) practices and practitioners. They resonate more completely with me than anything at which I've looked so far.
If I were to contemplate doing battle over this subject (and I don't), it would be a contest between religion & spirituality.
I believe that spiritual matters take on a different personality when they become religions. And I believe they become religions when they need to rent a hall, or pay a light bill, etc. and almost never before that moment.
Jesus taught love, compassion, giving, gratitude, inclusion, and 'all that I am, you are'. The book of rules came much later.
What religions seem to be teaching now (among other things) is division, judgment, exclusion, and 'we are not worthy'. Well, IF there is a god, and IF s/he made us, I very certain that we are not junk, not broken, not worthless sinners.
What's cool for me in this discussion now, is that I don't have to know the answer anymore.
I don't have to know the name of god, or even if there is one. (name or god, take your pick)
I don't have to convince anyone - no proselytizing required.
I don't have to form opinions about your lifestyle (or your clothes, your color, or your religion).
The only things that my spiritual yearnings require of me are these:
I breathe much easier these days, and interestingly, I even choose to get on the treadmill more often. :)
Virtually all of my (current) Blogger problems were fixed instantly when I installed the Firefox Browser (now linked in sidebar). Seems that Blogger and Google and Foxfire/Mozilla all share common owners, etc. They are made to work well together.
OK.