Reborn in a New Morning … (06/10/16)
With all the reasonable, injustice-fueled rage I was feeling this morning — over war-mongering & Monsanto-pandering Hillary stealing the nomination (and probably the election) … over Bernie seemingly caving in and leaving millions of his decent-hearted and highly motivated supporters hanging … over Elizabeth Warren & Al Franken both endorsing Killary for President (two of the mere handful of, I thought; moral folks left in the U.S. Congress — WTH?!?!?!) … over Obama’s smug, baby-killing mug doing the same … over so many millions of Americans openly & avidly supporting either a bigoted narcissist or a deceitful sociopath — leave it to my dear Friend Scotty to bring me back to Peace. Leave it to him to remind me this glorious morning that our lives are Meaning-full and Good no matter what evils are whirling around us; that we always have the opportunity (many opportunities, actually) to go forth every single day and be the Force for Good that we wish our “leaders” would be …
Thanks for that, Scotty … You’re a Good Man.
“I don’t talk much about God, because it is such a loaded term. But I do like to talk about hell, because I’ve lived it. And every time I was there, it came in the form of terrible psychosis, in which reality and fantasy were merged. There was no weeping. Weeping was long gone because it is a symptom of humanity. There was however, much gnashing of teeth. I understand why Catholics believe in purgatory, because I’ve lived that too, after being not baptized by water, but by flame. Regardless of the how literally correct or incorrect their metaphysical extrapolation may be, baptism by the flame of honesty leads to a void-like state where an earnest person can learn, if they choose, to slowly build up meaning through compassion and let past cruel intentions melt away into oblivion.
I’ve had several near-death experiences, and to this day I still have doubts about every single one. But I do know they have helped me to reformulate the person I want to be — a person who embodies compassion and feels pain instead of joy when witnessing the floundering of others. When you can deeply feel the pain of the other, as if it’s your own being, you’d much rather help than hurt.” ~ Scotty Mühlleib