I don’t watch the news regularly. That ended years ago. But I do keep current on what’s going on. My primary approach is to read the post headlines on CNN, FOX, MSNBC, and Aljazeera websites. I also pop in and out of AM talk radio shows. Their discussions are frightening.
But, in spite of these things, I am not addicted to the news. Too much of it will influence my mind, spirit, and vibe. I check headlines because I feel that something is going to give. Every day it seems there’s more dismal news. I just want to be prepared.
The poem and video, Vibe High, is about the best way to be prepared for today’s challenges, raise your vibration. Don’t get caught in the weeds of the daily news. Connect more with your spiritual self for immunity against disaster du jour.
I’ve had a pretty memorable life, and I’m not finished yet. I don’t say that lightly. I’ve been successful. I’ve had very tough times. I’ve faced near-death situations and serious health challenges a few times. I’ve been on the top and on the bottom. And I’ve endured through it all quite well, in spirituality and in life-awareness.
That is the backdrop to what the poem and video Ashes is all about. …The poem and video that I present in this post.
Obviously, I use the word ashes figuratively. It represents the ruins that I had to dig through to discern that the transformative journey that I traveled was ultimately a blessing.
I authored this poem years ago and decided to turn it into a video just recently. I wanted to convey the message visually. In the video, I am conveying my life journey, as well as the undoubtedly tough journeys of others, whose lives were transformed by difficult circumstances.
I stumbled on a couple of poems that I originally wrote years ago. One is entitled,‘Maybe’, the other, ‘Audacious Wisdom’.
In these writings, I am questioning myself, and my purpose through God’s eyes. I wasn’t looking for the poems. I stumbled on them. I literally have close to a thousand or more bodies of work. But recently finding them was right on time for what’s going on in our world and with me, right now.
Recently, I have been again encouraged to author a book, memoir, or screenplay on my story. I really want to, and know that I can, but I haven’t completed several in-progress projects. Though I’ve started many and have created bits and pieces over the years, I’ve never compiled or finalized anything.
I’ve written a great deal, enough for more than just one book, maybe about six! But still, I have not assembled what has been written, never completing the projects. I have started several videos, much the same way. I want to complete them, but often I feel uncertain about doing so. Years ago, I vowed to never venture into anything new without really feeling it in my spirit. I feel these projects in my spirit, but not strong enough yet.
About writing, and about life in general, I have been asking myself, ’Maybe?’ quite often.
I love this time of year because it is a time of reflection, but for me, it triggers a deeper self-reflection, as it has for me for the last, I would say 30 or more years.
I just celebrated my birthday on January 5th, just a few days ago. With my birthday landing right after Christmas and New Year’s, I began soul searching around Christmas time, while everyone else seemed to be shopping and celebrating. As I mentioned, my holiday season celebrations are spent mostly alone and in nature, as was my birthday “celebration.”
I love the beginning and end of each year. As would be expected, at the end of the year, I usually aim to end a behavior, habit, relationship, or end an unhealthy lifestyle practice. At the beginning of the year, I reflect on how I will adapt to the change in era, time, and vibration. …Or changes in me. I try not to superimpose the prior year on the new year, just as I see ‘every day as a clean slate’. It is a given for me that the new year must be different in some way.
In this year, 2022, I have already accepted that “normal” no longer exists and will never return. I feel more certain that in 2022 I will not be trying to convince others who are on a whole different vibe than I am. I will be trying to connect more with others who are already on or near the vibe where I reside.
I have met such high-vibers through the Seasons as My Teacher blog. I love how blogging allows us to connect with other like-minded people, who have the passion to write, and read posts. It takes a certain calmness to take the time to do so juxtaposed with fast-paced social media.
I’ve met such talented and youthful high-vibers through my blog in meeting Brandyce (Bran-dis).
“The universe operates through a dynamic exchange…. Giving and Receiving are different aspects of the flow of energy in the universe. And in our willingness to give that which we seek, we keep the abundance of the universe circulating in our lives.” – Deepak Chopra – The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success
This post is on the Spiritual Law of Giving & Receiving, taken from Deepak Chopra’s book, The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success, that I read over 20 years ago.
The principles presented in this short book are as dear to me as are the bible’s principles. I have distributed copies of this book to others around the world. I live by all seven of its principles.
I am fortunate to have been introduced to the Indian culture over 20 years ago. Indians are very dominant in the IT Systems field. This is where I spent most of my career. They are exceptionally brilliant people. We worked well together on many projects in some of the world’s largest corporations. I still keep in touch with several Indian friends that I’ve worked with within the United States, and abroad.
But what attracts me most to Indian culture is greater than their intelligence. It is their peacefulness and inner light that draws me to them. Their vibration is immensely powerful especially to those like me who have meditated for over 20 years, and who is curious and open to all cultures and faiths.
I have attended Indian weddings, baby rituals, and have been invited to dinner in the homes of Indian families, which was all a great honor. Every event and venue was full of love and joy and was quite colorful. I love colors. I see them as a reflection of God’s light in a myriad of God-created hues. Light is energy; therefore, colors have a power that can influence our spirit. The Indian culture knows this well, as I do.
Today Indians around the world celebrate the festival known as Diwali, the festival of lights. It is a festival that is based on an Indian god who defeated evil. Diwali is a celebration of good over evil. If there were ever an appropriate time to celebrate good over evil, now is that time considering the state of world affairs, politically, economically, and socially. We should all celebrate Diwali today and every day.
Just last week, I celebrated my mother’s 103rd birthday! You may find from prior posts about my mother, that she is ‘my favorite girl in the world’. We were always ultra-close from childhood until her ascension.
Perhaps it was because I was her last child and because my father died 8 months after I was born. I don’t know, but our connection was strong, ride-or-die-strong’, and everyone in my immediate family knew it. She made it clearer than I did.
Caring for my mother for several years was a tumultuous experience emotionally, spiritually, physically, and logistically. We moved together across 3 states, dismantling and reassembling what we would call home, until our final destination in Denver, Colorado. She transitioned several months after our arrival, succumbing to cancer.
Many years ago, I recognized the importance of maintaining a peaceful state of mind. That’s likely because my life has always been dynamic, intense, and bursting with passion, since birth, I’ve experienced, and been told.
Over 30 years ago, I began a ‘deep dive’ into my own spirituality. This exploration was a personal one, whereby I sought to establish a relationship between me and God. …A really close one, with no one in between, for no one seemed True. I did not want the layer of religion or the church between us, though.
I respect religion and the church, but I put them in proper perspective, with regard to spirituality. I’ve found that religions and churches often deviate from what should be their main focus, addressing other priorities, such as tiding, fundraising, televangelism, and social media. …popularity, materialism, etc.
They do a get deal of charity ministries as well. It’s not directly their fault, but the sources of their funding, contribute to making poverty and inequity comfortable, instead of working to totally eliminate it, making those that they help self-sufficient.
Generally speaking, they continue such ministries, foundations and governments keep funding their causes, people keep receiving, but their long-term status remains the same.
Though these efforts may be well-intentioned spiritually, they impeded the closeness that I needed to have with the God of my understanding. I seek, still today, enlightenment. Beyond wisdom and faith, I want to be immersed in the spirit of God.
Furthermore, I wanted to shape the image of the God of my understanding. God bestowed me with this free will. I wanted to use this blessing to see God as I wanted to based on my journey, failures, triumphs, and ever-evolving wisdom.
I longed to see the God in me, and in every living creature. I longed to experience a multidimensional sensee of God, not a one-dimensional one.
I remember, in early 2000, when participating in an exercise that Minister Rev. Barry Vennard, of Unity Church, asked participants, in a Unity Church spiritual workshop to do. This exercise still sticks with me today.
Minister Vennard asked all participants to close their eyes and imagine God as they would like him to be. He asked that we imagine how he would be towards us? Would he judge us? How would he treat us when we made mistakes? What would he say about our pain, mistakes, defeats, and victories? How would he encourage us through our trials? …And so on and so forth.
I hold mothers in the deepest regard. I believe that mothers are closer to heaven than any other humans.
For example, when I learned about the magnificence of the human body, it became undeniable that God is real. Man could never create such a magnificent creation as a human being. A mother can, though.
I give mothers spiritual reverence because of this. They make a covenant with the Universal Divine Mother (God) to create children. Childbirth is a partnership between Mothers & God.
My mother was incredibly special to me. She’s, my angel. I’ve said repeatedly that we should honor mothers while they are here. and worship them when are gone. I worship my mother today and honored her when she was with me, especially while in my care, in her later years.
I apologize to Dr. Bob Rich (Bob) for the delay in posting this article. It was submitted to me weeks ago, and outside of a busy schedule, my spirit has been a bit fragile.
Like many I would suppose, I have been emotionally and spiritually impacted by the whirlwind of challenges and changes that planet Earth and civilization have been catapulted into enduring over the past year. I have been significantly enlightened by how your challenges have separated us along many fronts including racially, politically, spiritually, and “vaccine vs. no vaccine”.
Today’s divisions seem to pale in comparison with historical ones. I have separated from many spirits vibes, and energies that no longer serve me, some in my family, some close friends. In today’s times, I find it necessary.
Gaining a better understanding of God, Life, and Myself is an undeniable blessing. But it is also a challenging responsibility. It can be draining at times and requires an escape from it all, as well as regular metaphysical practices. Kevy
Furthermore, while in this fragile state, I read Bob’s essay on God’s Puppets. It really threw me off track for weeks. I read it about four times. I used AI to convert it to Australian speech so that I could listen to it and pause it occasionally to reflect and absorb. By the way, Dr. Bob Rich is Australian.
I’ve been terribly busy lately. It seems that my life has gone from zero to 100 with the beginning of the new year. Aspirations have not manifested as I desired. They are unfolding, not as I expected, but I am non-resistant to what God and The Universe guide me to and reveals to me.
I’ve been every-day busy! And my list of projects seems to go nowhere! …While my mind keeps adding new ideas to the list. I have at least five posts and videos in the incubator that I refuse to rush until I have time. But I never seem to have the time and mindset in sync to complete them.
I apologize to guest blogger Brandyce for taking so long to create this post. We have been both busy and have gone back and forth in its conceptualization. She is as busy as I am, and our schedules often were not in sync. I am posting it now to honor my commitment but wish I have more time to do it right.
I invited Brandyce to share a post over a month ago. I invite all of you to share a post. I will share a post or more, likewise.
You see, I’ve given up on the world being saved, Instead, I am creating my own world of like vibration spirits, within The World. You are in my world. I am in yours. Brandyce is a part of the beautiful community that we created that I want to share with you.
This is another one of those deep, heartfelt posts. I hope that you take the time to review it in its entirety. This is real talk. If it is not inviting to you, that is fine too. It is about being gifted. I Am. You can be too, by doing one thing. The gift has already been given to you by The Most High. Accepting it, and God’s desire for your use of this gift transforms you from merely being a gift recipient into being Gifted. I Am Gifted.
I’m gifted, I can now say!
How arrogant, narcissistic, and egotistical you may first say. But I believe that we all have a spiritual gift. God has endowed us all with a spiritual gift that cannot be taken away. It can’t be reversed. It’s in us all. It’s like death. Death is certain. There’s nothing that can reverse it. Our endowed gift from God in within us. Whether we accept it or not, it is still in us.
I know that I’m gifted. My confidence dwells in my willingness to accept the gift that God has given me. Proclaiming this is not based on any superior intentions. Many of us have gifts. We all have gifts that God has given us all. It is our dharma, a purpose, a mission. What makes us gifted, as opposed to just having a gift, is our willingness to acknowledge and accept that gift.
I hope that most people who read my post don’t think that I’m full of rage and anger because I’m not.
I am simply a Black man who has been through a lot of trials, and who’s well-traveled, analytical, educated, and brave enough to speak my mind. I really don’t care if my reality has a dismal aspect. It is simply what I’ve experienced in my life, good, bad, and ugly.
Though many Black people don’t speak their true minds, I do my best to encourage them to speak their minds in response to my opinions, even if they disagree with me. I won’t shun them. Sometimes they do comment on my posts. Sometimes they do so in private. Many despise me because of my views as oppose to discussing why they feel differently. That their “monkey”, not mine. I will explain “The Monkey” in a future post.
But I am only sharing with you how I managed through The Revolution that we’re currently in. …And, through the trials that you may experience.
For one, I manage through practicing daily meditation. I’ve done so for about 30 years. I have posted on meditation, as well as on prayer, which too is a long-time daily practice of mine. I do grounding as well. All these things keep me at a higher vibration in spite of expressing frustrations with the things that I’ve experienced. …The things I experienced today. …The trials in which I’ve endured.
But this post is about music. Music is a big part of my life. I see it as the background theme music of every scene and mood in my daily life. …As if my life is video content. I use music to calibrate my mood and spirit whenever it requires calibration.
It’s been a minute since I’ve posted on Seasons As Our Teacher. Well, it’s been maybe a few weeks.
Well, like everyone else, I experience challenges, disappointments, opportunities, victories, and failures every day. Let’s be real. Look at the Season we’re in! I was telling a good friend the other day that every week of my life could be a movie in itself.
I meet interesting people, encounter interesting situations, and try to always to look at them through a spiritual lens. I find that when I look at people, places, and things through a spiritual lens, it makes it easier to discern.
Think about it, if you look at the person and look at their personality and the details of what they said, what you said, and what you did, it gets all complicated. But when I look at it as spirit, then you’re able to just decide if it’s a spirit that elevates or ignites you, or if it’s a spirit that doesn’t. It’s just that simple.
I can apply the same thing to things such as addictions or cigarettes or eating disorders or whatever, or I can go through all of the analysis paralysis that I used to do. Today, I simply say, Is it a good spirit or bad spirit? It makes life less complicated.
In my return, I decided to return to Poetrimony. It is my go-to. Often when I go to parks, I sit and write poetry or songs.
I started writing poetry actually about 20 years ago and. In my first poem; I can remember it clearly. It was called Upside Down. I was in a lot of pain at this time. My poetry has been very therapeutic for me
I recommend that anyone who writes, actually I recommend that everyone writes, but I highly recommend that you date what you write. Because I did that for about 20 years, and I can think about the things that were going on at the time that I wrote a particular poem or a particular story or narrative simply by looking at the date.
When I wrote this poem Upside Down, I was in pain, but at the same time that I was in pain, I had a lot of blessings before me that I was ignoring. I could have turned that pain upside down. I remember the repeated stanza in that poem was:
I was looking from the upside-down.
I was putting the upside down
Only to realize that in this pain
My life would be turned around.
…The very first poem I wrote. This was back in the year 2000 or early 2000.
Most of what I write, I just keep to myself. I have a lot of writings, songs and poems to share.
So, as I return from life’s road and seasons have been my teacher, I return with poetry, Poetrimony. I have many, many stories to share behind these poems. But I tend only to write about them when I feel in my spirit that I want to write and post them. I feel that way today.
What I did below pick out some poems. They’re all random. There’s no hidden meaning or agenda. I won’t have the dates. So, you won’t know exactly what was going on at that time. But I will give you a little glimpse into what occurred that motivated each poem. I return with Poetrimony. Poetrimony kind of hard to say. Poetrimony is part poem, part testimony, part spirit, part life.
It embodies my journey on life’s road. It embodies Seasons As My Teacher.
“God is said to have written Scripture and Nature.” – Wic
I am very excited to feature fellow blogger Wic, and giving him a grand showcasing.
A few weeks ago, I found fellow bloggers with whom I connected in several ways, namely in perspective on life, love, and spirituality, just by reading their posts. I posted comments to several of their posts and asked their permission to feature them on my site.
Wic gave me permission a week ago, but I have been so busy that I had become drained and had to get away from computers, blogging, television, and all things media. Do you ever get that way as a blogger? I hope that Wic appreciates that I was not going to force introducing him to my followers. I just can’t do things normally. My friends from New Orleans says that I always have to “add cayenne” to everything I do.
As I mentioned in a post comment, I no longer hold on to old relationships that don’t vibe with who I am today just because of history or tradition. Many of those relationships were simply held together by kinship, religion, race, or class, but not by spiritual connection. None of these things have anything to do with my true spirit, my true essence, today.
Therefore, in these crucial times, I have abandoned many relationships, including family ones, that do not elevate my spirit. Instead, I find adventure in meeting new kindred spirits randomly, such as Wic’s.
“My God is a wild untamed God, who throws stars into space and sits with me, relaxed, and communes in the forest. How about yours.” – Wic
Today I woke up feeling melancholy again, with Seasons on my mind.
Seasons are always on my mind. The theme of this blog is Seasons As Our Teacher. I gained discernment about Seasons from nature. God’s breath rests comfortably within nature. Therefore, I spend time in nature to gain God’s understanding. In a sense, when nature speaks to me, God is speaking to me.
This post is another mashup. I love doing mashups because they reveal how eclectic and complex, I’ve become. But my complexity is not of my own doing. I am complex because of complex times and experiences. We’re in a complex Season.
We are in a revolution whether you recognize it or deny it. We are in the midst of the New World Order and must adapt to the Season, just as nature does.
This post features poems related to Seasons and the melancholy spirit that I feel in this moment. To accentuate my spirit, I’ve selected original poems, and songs from popular artists, who feel or have felt this same sentiment.