Sun: Orion Bright Star, Barry Hardy

Each and every day bow before the sun and offer thanks for your strong and courageous body, thanks to your beautiful open heart that serves continually. Your eyes that can see the grace and suffering in all things, your ears that listen for and to the subtlest of prompts and your wisdom that transcends your own mortal sufferings. For if you do the universe will exalt you now and forever more, from your spring until the autumn of your fading glow. For we are all but a brief moment in time, yet it’s not who we think we are or who we’ve been told that we are that is important. It’s how we live our lives, it’s how we search for truth, it’s how we serve and bring joy and hope to all hearts in need. For to truly live is to embrace selflessness and to begin to raise ones vibration. As such death and rebirth are so much more than moments in time. For they are indeed one in the same, the product of how we live from our heart, how our soul evolves, how we serve and bring joy and hope to the warmest and even the coldest of hearts. For that is to truly live selflessly and to be at one with all things, for that is the way of the Surya. That said; below are three little body of works that perhaps better crystallise each souls journey of sun to son and son to sun.

Reformation of The Heart: Ameer Muhammad Akram Awan (RH)

Earlier generations and civilisations were destroyed as a sequel to the ruination of their hearts. Human beings of today should also examine their own hearts. Are their hearts alive? A live heart would try to obey Allah; that is actually its food, without which it cannot survive. If it does not demand this food, then it would at least be unconscious or sick, if not totally dead. No one can really succeed unless he devotes proper attention to the reformation of his heart. That is what I have understood by Allah’s grace. May Allah make it easy for us! Ameen!

A Man Is What He Thinks: James Allen

Interpreters often collect fragments of text to illustrate and reinforce points that they wish to make. In Allen’s hands, this particular fragment becomes comprehensive. It “not only embraces the whole of a man’s being, but is so comprehensive as to reach out to every condition and circumstance of his life. A man is literally what he thinks…This becomes the basis for Allen’s insistence that the way to change your life is to change your thought. 

The eclectic base on which he makes his case is clear when he turns almost immediately from familiar Judeo-Christian territory to quote Edwin Arnold’s verse version of the Buddha’s teaching:

“Thought in the mind hath made us. What we are / By thought was wrought and built. If a man’s mind / Hath evil thoughts, pain comes on him as comes / The wheel the ox behind … / If one endure in purity of thought, joy follows him / As his own shadow–sure.”

But it is worth noting that Allen does not present this as some sort of effortless or magical wish fulfillment.  He wraps it securely in the Enlightenment tradition of reason. “Man, ” he says, “is a growth by law, and not a creation by artifice, and cause and effect is as absolute and undeviating in the hidden realm of thought as in the world of visible and material things.”

As a popular writer, Allen seeks to do some of the things that academic writers are doing at just about the same time–extending the rule of law to every corner of the universe, including the human mind, making every corner of the universe, including the human mind, susceptible to rational investigation. Allen is confident that the universe is governed by reason, that this means every effect may be traced to a cause, and that rational reflection on effects will enable individuals to cause the effects they desire. 

The Physician

I took my mother to a hospital.  We have been in and out of hospitals for more than ten years now, so I have developed what I call clinical traumatic stress (since we are a society obsessed with labels). Personally, I am comfortable being kind, polite, and respectful; therefore, I make a conscious effort to exhibit those mannerisms in all settings. Nevertheless, I am always on guard in medical facilities. I am on guard due to our experiences.

So the ER physician visited my mom to do an assessment.  I normally answer majority to all questions for her.  I was explaining her history and his response was displeasing to my ears and mind.  I was tired from our wait to be seen. We arrived to the hospital around 3pm and it was now 9pm.  Regardless of the sharp subtle emotion between the physician and myself, we civilly continued the assessment.  The physician recommended the studies to be performed and continued on his way.

My mother was silently laying there, appearing blank from time-to-time, while I just sat there thinking what would or should be next.  Then, out of nowhere I was either talking to myself inside my head, or someone else was talking to me.  I was asked a question.  “Do you know what he does?”  “He saves lives!”  “Can you do what he does?”  I was needfully humbled. Something so unavoidable … how was it that I wasn’t counseled sooner? Why did I allow the actions of others to poison my mind so dreadfully?

His position is a giant to fill.  Being skilled and able bodied to assist in so many different emergent scenarios.  That’s what I call EXTRAORDINARY.  I’m disappointed in myself for not expressing this form of appreciation sooner.  I didn’t mean not to, I was tainted.  I was privileged with the opportunity to meet his presence again.  I apologized for my not being able to communicate my mothers condition better and thanked him sincerely for his help. He told me that he hadn’t noticed, but I noticed and knew my feelings.

I’m glad that he wasn’t offended by my lack and even more glad for a brighter and better perspective.  I’m grateful for the humbling experience and realization of the nobility and honor that is inbedded in these amazing individuals…….Thank you always and forever

 Physician

Loyal to your mission

Obligated to the day and night of decision

Unwavering in your position

Bearer of a mighty petition

 

The Identification Or Instruction Of The Solution Is More Important Than The Historical Dissection Of The Problem

Its appreciated to hear many enlightened individuals give their perspective on the many societal problems that the people of this planet are facing and how the problems came to be and why they came to be.  However, Ive been hearing those sort of speeches and watching those rallies my whole life.  It seems to me that “intelligence” is stuck in a phase that it cant get itself out of.

Are there any whose research focuses on solutions?  How much time are we investing in solutions?  Lets hear about that step by step.  Lets break that down.  Lets put our heads and hearts together on this one.  Is it worthwhile?  Or is man a beast created to work against one another?  Is life’s purpose to war within ourselves and others.  Are we here to be tested morally constantly and continually?

Yesterday a young lady was talking with me about her cats.  She told me that they don’t shun one another because their colors and patterns are different.  She said all they know is that they are all cats.  I enjoyed hearing that.  I wish we all could be more like those cats…  

Let our days be filled with wonderful energy and love

Life Is Good

No matter how much bullshyt comes my way

Ive decided that “Life Is Good Today!” 

Thats all I’m gonna say

Optimism

A Wise Man Knows Nothing

Seek Light

For the majority of my adult life I have always been someone to search for a light in the darkness.  For example, being accused of something that I did not do, or when four different hospitals offered amputation of a limb or limbs as an only option and were solid on not healing, I found a fifth and then a sixth.  It would have been a waste of time to try to change their minds, so I changed my environment by leaving them with their opinions.

Healing Music

Im someone who worries a lot about the least of things, so something major can send me over the edge.  I discovered that music changes my mood instantly.  Music can be comforting and motivating.  Two main ingredients that I needed to withstand my storms.  Some of the artist that helped me are India Irie, Dave Koz, Peter White, The Hot Club, and I loved listening to “When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Get Going” by Billy Ocean!  It would light my fire!

Sacrificial Eating

I was not someone who had a medical condition that required medication that you have to take with food during these times.  In my twenties I stopped eating land animals and would eat seafood and vegetables mostly.  A war broke in my thirties and I began eating one meal a day at first.  Then it was a meal every two days, and then every three days.  What I “think” I was doing was allowing all of the bad stuff to come out while giving my body a chance to heal and perform better in other areas since it wasn’t having to work extra in digestion.  I would be sure to put fruits and vegetables back in.  My mealtimes afterwards were around 6am, piece of fruit around noon, and 6pm.  Also, water would be the first thing I had when waking and the last thing I had before bed.

Lastly

Everything that I mentioned was beneficial for me.  I understand that we are unique and what works for one doesn’t work for all.  As intelligent beings we usually know when something is good for us.  I didn’t mention literature, but I read more when I’m struggling than I do normally.  I will read what is interesting to me or what holds my attention.

Love and Well wishes to you and for us all….

 

 

 

Living To Die

For the past several years I’ve thought of death a lot.  I would often say if others weren’t depending on me, death could come anytime it wanted.  However now I think to feel or speak that way is a let down and disappointment to myself and so many others.  It sounds like I’m looking for the easy way out.  Like someone who doesn’t want to complete a task or fulfill a purpose?  Today my motto sounds like nothing has changed, when in fact, its completely different.  To me, when I say I’m ” Living To Die, ” I am saying that I am trying to live the best life that I can possibly live to reserve a spot in a special place beyond this one because I am a Believer…Ive always been a Believer, and I intend to remain this way.  I remember back in 2004 when I was going through a powerful storm.  I was on the passenger side of a vehicle around two in the morning.  We rode under an underpass and I looked to my left to sight a being that fit the description of the Grim Reaper.  It was standing on the incline underneath the bridge.  It was tall with a black hooded shroud covering it.  I couldn’t believe what I had just saw but there was no time to go back.  Later when  the storm decided to calm, I started calling servants of different churches to ask them for whatever information I could get regarding the appearance of the figure.  I didn’t get a logical, reasonable, or sensible answer.  They all probably placed me in a certain category of things misunderstood.  I guess believing in things that aren’t common isn’t easily accepted by many or doesn’t come naturally.  While on the other hand, some have no choice but to believe due to experiences.  I’m not going to weigh one against the other, but I will say that I do not regret my experiences for they are constant reminders that motivate and help me to always strive to be the best possible being that I can be.  I have the desire to love unselfishly, a love that does not expect reward or even love in return, a love that loves because its the right thing to do…

With my heart in the right place and a muzzle on my tongue…I will travel the narrow road no matter how hard and long…I will step to the Drummer’s beat, even when others say it’s wrong…and without fail, I will constantly remind myself of this song… ”Living To Die Is A Way Of Life Only For The Strong.”

Preparing For Heaven

Where Should I Start

Is This Gonna Be Hard

Do I Need To Be Smart

Or Is The Focus On My Heart

But What About My Mind

Its Filled With Filth And Grime

Not Often, But Sometime

How Do I Wash It Out

I Know I Cant Hide It

And The Unseen Know What I’m About

This Is Only The Beginning

But A Pressing And Serious Thought

once again

Once again we are departing.  We are leaving the hospital.  I’m in the backseat with my mom, this time we are not alone. My window is down, everyone else’s is up.  I love the loudness of the wind and it’s coolness.  I’m not missing out on this for them.  I’m gonna enjoy this moment and do something for me.  Who knows what the next moment will bring, so right now I’m happy in this one.  The trees are so beautiful.  I love trees…I always have…As a teenager I felt they had something to say that went unheard.  Anyway, on the road once again…leading to where, on choice it all depends…