so long as they can keep us scattered, infighting, and polarized, our dreams of the peaceful planet and the greater harmony that is our natural state, will remain just out of reach….
we cling on to the old hurt stories because to let them go would mean the death of those same stories… and we fear death, in general. or, we fear the unknown….
over the years, i’ve tried different ways and means to support myself, and to create the time and space to pursue my artistic endeavors….
in every moment we are given the ability and responsibility to choose to do the right thing, or not. what is “right” is a divine, unattached, momentary locus of you-plus-universal intelligence – not simply what might be culturally or socially acceptable or expected, not what your family, or elders, or peers would expect, not anything but the pure and blessed essential trueness of this naked moment….
aka, history. we primarily associate this idea with what has passed, our perspective on that information and experience, and ideally our mindset and values relevant to that time….