After a conversation today with Ernie Hancock -- that man is full of a lot of love -- and due to his influence, I've decided upon a change of attitude.
Breathe, breath in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
But don't leave me.
Choose your own ground.
In the past, I would probably have gotten upset about a post like this - I'd take it personally. Now I'm going to actually put into practicesome zen practices designed to calm the mind and recognize the Illusion. Instead of responding with anger, frustration, denial, I will respond with love.
Or as Ed Seykota would say, "Thank you for sharing your process."
Or as Robert Anton Wilson would say, "Thank you for the data."
Or as Ernie Hancock would say, "Kill them with love."
Hilarious. Ernie is an absolute riot to talk to on the phone. Today I sat in my car in Kendall square with Ernie on the speaker. Like my own private radio show.
Love is a verb.
That's what Ernie says he realized once at Bible study. He had a flash of insight:
Let that run though your noodle for a little bit and feel that vibration!
Everyone knows about the emotion.
What does it mean to be a a verb?
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Anyone who reacted with angry comments to this thread (and I haven't read the comments carefully yet, I only scanned them) chew on that for a while.
Love is a verb
Of course, I don't -- can't -- blame anyone for having an angry reaction. Yesterday I would have had the same reaction. Programed, like an automatic, conditioned response in my brain.
In the past 24 hours my vibration has raised (after a tremendous dip of dispair!).
I have undergone a transformation, it seems.
What you resist persists
Drop the resistance, and the problems disappear. Drop the resistance, and the problems disappear. Drop the resistance, and the problems disappear.
I take the blame. I'm sorry. I should have done better. I will try harder.
The blamer wants someone to blame.
Every player needs an opposite. You're here, I'll play the other side of the net for you.
I will take the blame. I will be the scapegoat. Just as Jesus was.
To be mean is never excusable, but there is some merit in knowing that one is; the most irreparable of vices is to do evil out of stupidity. - C.B.
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