A poem depicting the absurdity in comparing ourselves with others

Journey On…
Written by Elizabeth A. Van Cleve

Don’t ever say-
Because I’m here
You shouldn’t be there
or
Because you’re there
I shouldn’t be here
It makes no sense

Would you ever say-
Because I am twenty
You shouldn’t be two
Because I love red
You shouldn’t love blue
or
Because you’re a teacher
It’s not okay I’m a student
Because I’m carefree
It”s not okay that you are prudent
Because I’m in the east
It’s not okay you’re in the west
Because you do it better
It’s not okay I do my best
Because I see the sunset
It’s not okay you see it rise
or
Because I slipped and stumbled
It’s not okay that you were wise?

See how ridiculous
this thinking seems to be?
When I cannot be you
And you cannot be me!

Do you ever say-
Because you’re over there
I should not be here
or
Because I’m over here
You should not be there?
It makes no sense

One should never say-
Because my skin is black
Your skin should not be white
Because I think it’s wrong
You cannot be right
Because my body’s whole
It’s not okay you cannot walk
Because I know the language
It’s not okay you cannot talk
Because I am straight
It’s not okay that you are gay
Because you have to work
It’s not okay that I should play
or
Because you are happy
It’s not okay that I am sad
Because they got it good
It’s not okay I’ve got it bad
Because you are you
It’s not okay that I am me
Because I have a vision
It’s not okay that you do not see

Because I am here
It’s not okay that you are there
or
Because you are there
It’s not okay that I am here
It makes no sense

Here’s what we should say-

I am here, and
It’s okay that you are there
You are there, and
It’s okay that I am here
I see one way
Because I am here
You see another way
Because you are there
Your journeys yours
My journeys mine
I may be twenty
You may be ninety-nine
You may be a woman
I may be a man
Another may be both
By what they understand
You may live in India
I may live in France
I may be very timid
You may love to dance

One thing is for certain
It’s foolish that we fight
And say you must be wrong
Because I think I’m right
It is what it is, and
We are where we are
And from where I started
I’ve come thus far
So journey on my friend
I wish you all the best
As you travel east, and
I travel west

Cheerio!

Good Energy Verses Bad Energy

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Which Wolf Are You Feeding?

Many of us have heard the native American parable of the good and bad wolf within, and how we all have both wolves within and the one we feed is the one that wins. We can look at energy or vibrations in the same context. There are good vibrations and there are bad vibrations and whatever you feed is what is going to grow bigger.

When people focus on how bad this world is- the crime, the corruption in politics, the fighting, the discontent, they are feeding that bad energy. Focusing on the negative, giving it your time and attention and especially allowing it to alter your mood and emotions, talking about, sharing the bad news you hear- this is all feeding that bad energy. Whatever you place your focus and emotional energy on, you are growing.

To bring about the positive change in our world, we need to reverse this trend. We need to learn and practice feeding the good energy. And to feed the good energy, you have to talk about those things that are good.

There are many people living happy fulfilled lives in this  “negative” world. At times this angers the people that are focused on all the bad stuff. This is because the energy of the people that are focused on the negative is clashing with the energy of the people that are focused on the positive. They are on opposite sides of the spectrum, feeding two different wolves. But instead of getting angry we need to start feeding the positive wolf too. There is a scripture in the Christian bible that teaches us to think on the things that are true, noble, just, pure, lovely, good news, if it has any virtue or anything worth praising- meditate on these things.  Talk about those things. Put those things out there into the energy field- into your vortex. (Philippians 4:8)

The reason that the news is so full of horrible stories is because every time a piece of bad news gets out there, people are like those baby Salmon you feed at the fish hatcheries. The media keeps sprinkling all the dirty stuff they can find and the masses swarm it. They give attention to it. They talk about. They listen to radio programs on it. The bad news travels hither and yon.

Does this mean that we should just ignore bad news. ABSOLUTELY! That’s exactly what it means. Starve out that bad energy wolf. When you come across bad news, say a prayer for whomever had been affected. Send them out positive thoughts and vibrations. If there is something you can actually do about it, do it. But otherwise, go feed the good energy because there is just as much good news out there too. But a lot of people will pass the good right up. They will scroll right past the positive stories and come to a screeching halt to read any sensational piece of gossip or dirt.

If you really want to see improvement in this world then start clicking on the good headlines. Yahoo news and other similar sites create more stories like the ones that get the most clicks. The media simply puts out what sells. Don’t point the finger at the media when you are clicking on and sharing the trash. Do you really need to click that article about the man who just murdered his wife and children or the kid that was mutilated by a lion? No! You don’t.

Meditate and/or Pray for Peace

When you meditate and you pray peace for humanity and for those that are going through sorrow and grief and difficult situations, when you send out good vibes into the universe for them, you are covering all of that. But when you click on that piece of bad news and read it and get that negative visual in your mind feeling the disgust or sadness you are increasing the negative energy in this world. You are contributing to the energetic downfall of humanity. That may be hard to swallow but its just how it is.

There are times when awareness of something that is wrong needs to be raised. For example, recently I read about the horrific mutilation of geese in China to produce our feather pillows and such. This type of “bad news” can be helpful when there comes along with it a positive action I can take to stop this. I now know not to buy feather pillows from China. And I will pass this information along to my readers as well. I can also support industries that are free of animal cruelty. So in that case I am taking my energy away from what I don’t want and putting towards what I do want and that is strengthening the positive energy.

Sometimes there is bad news that affects us nationally that we need to know about. So I am not saying that we should never again listen to a piece of bad news. But the point is, where is your energy and focus flowing? Which energetic wolf are you feeding in your life?

 

Another example; there are many animal activist out there that are trying to get people to see how wrong it is to eat meat. But you can be an animal activist and still be contributing to the negative energy of this world. You do this by going out there and attacking people that eat meat, trying to make them feel bad by telling them how horrible they are and how they have no conscience and putting out negative quotes about meat eaters. That is not helping the animals nor this world. But, what you can do if you are concerned about something like this, you can decide that you are not going to eat meat. Be an example of someone that can stay healthy and strong on a meat free diet. You will have a greater affect. People will no longer feel defensive but rather inquisitive and will more readily listen to why you have chosen your path. These are positive ways to affect the vibrational energy in this world.

This is not about just being a positive Pollyanna. Its not about denying what is, nor denying our emotions behind that. What it is about is considering which energetic wolf in this world you are feeding:

“Where your attention goes, that is where energy flows”

If our overall attention in this world is going to feed the negative, then the negative in this world is going to grow. But if each person that insists on feeding the positive and on finding ways to bring positive thought into this universe, to bring hope and to bring light and to  continually feed that we will see positive change.

If you want to experience this world in a higher state of love and peace and tranquility and happiness and joy, it has to start with you.  Be determined that what you are going to feed in your life is the positive energetic wolf.

Hi Vibes for the Wounded Soul; the struggle is real!

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As a child, the mental and emotional abuse I endured was almost unbearable.
There was some physical abuse as well, in the form of corporal punishment that never matched the “crime.”
Most of the time I had no idea what I had done wrong, but my father seemed very adept at pulling heinous crimes out of the hat for an excuse to unleash his own unhealed wounds on his children.
The alcohol consumption only worsened the amount and intensity of his chastisements.

Horror… terror…dread…
How does one describe being a child of a belligerent drunk?

I have flashes of hiding under the bed, or in the closet,
covering my ears so as to shut out the screams of my siblings,
my heart pounding into my throat-
hoping beyond hope he would not find me.
Who knows the hours I remained there at times, terrified to come out.

But it was the emotional abuse that was the most damaging-
the angry and insulting slurs,
beating me down, insult by insult,
like a worthless piece of existence.

Being raised by a father figure-
the one you looked up to for love and acceptance,
to cheer you on,
to protect you from the harshness of life,
to give you strength and courage…
left scars that are blatantly visible in my everyday life…
Scars from always being watched by a condemning eye,
relentlessly ridiculed and punished,
scars of never being enough-
never kind enough, good enough, obedient enough…
And those scars don’t go away.
Some of them pierce me everyday,
cast an ugly shadow over my spirit,
get in the way of the perfect life I long to live…

I want to say to you,
I understand that the struggle is real.
You are not alone!
I get it!

High vibes life has been the antidote to my deep depression,
to low self-esteem, to fear of waking up,
and to fear of dying.

High Vibes Life has taught me…
That I can create something NEW!
I can paint my own rainbow
and make my world beautiful!

It has not been easy.
Everyday I have to practice.
Everyday the scars and wounds stare me in the face,
and everyday I have to kiss them good morning
welcome them once again as part of who I am.
Everyday I have to check my forgiveness,
for the one who originally wounded and maimed my soul,
and for the ones along lifes path
who unwittingly kicked at my wounds,
and scorned my tenderness.

Everyday I have to chase away the shadows of yesterday,
and begin the day anew- with beautiful thoughts.
Many times I awaken from disturbing dreams;
Most of the really scary ones have faded, but I still dream
of being rejected, unloved, unwanted, unworthy;
But I’ve learned to thank them for the what they show me;
They guide me to understand what positive affirmations I need to write.

And I remind myself anew, out loud,
in ink, in voice, in mind, in Spirit:

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YOU ARE LOVED!
YOU ARE WORTHY OF LOVE!
YOU ARE LOVEABLE!
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL!
IT IS SAFE TO BE ALIVE!
YOU ARE TRULY AMAZING!
YOU ARE THE BEST FRIEND EVER!
I LOVE AND ACCEPT YOU JUST THE WAY YOU ARE!

 

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I also look forward to your encouraging comments.

Namaste!

The Eye of the Universe

I wanted that bean burrito
with warm refried beans
and mounds of sharp cheddar cheese oozing over them
I craved that bean burrito
topped with dollops of creamy white sourcream
and a handful of salty black olives
I stirred a small pot of warm the beans in mounting anticipation
proud of choosing to eat what my body seem to desire
glad that I possessed all the makings at hand

I pushed you away-
Resolutely!
Because I needed that bean burrito…
Or did I?

I pulled out my block of Tillamock cheese,
and sliced off just a small piece to pop in my mouth
So salty and savory, so good!

But you returned-
Resolutely!
Your large, sweet, deep brown eye
the eye that held the soul of the universe
piercing through decades of branding and conditioning
your eye found mine
Spanning oceans of culture and tradition
Soaring above mountains of corporate mind-rape

Slave holders, soldiers, prison guards- anyone that subjects another life knows…
cows eye1AVOID THE EYE- do not make eye contact
But your eyes drew mine-
contact was made
And they were crying
Blazing yet another “Trail of Tears”
left in the wake
of human gluttony and apathy

My soul wrestled within as the skin of my hand held the block of cheese-
This was no longer simple; one by one my arguments were extinguished
in this historical river of tears…
The cheese was no longer a beautifully wrapped, sensual morsel of deliciousness;
but an ensign of participation- to partake of this simple pleasure
Was to remain in the battalion of apathy and gluttony-
Was to partake in inhumane treatment of life!
It was to refuse the eye that bore witness to inconceivable amount of suffering

I had looked into the eye with such helplessness and despair.
Amidst a multitude of people, smiling, laughing, intrigued
People roaming about in freedom
eating, drinking, enjoying entertainment and food to the full
Holding their sacred children near
Mothers nuzzling their babes at their breasts
offering the nourishment perfectly designed for them

All the while you were held in the tight confines of a small barred-in cell
a machine relentlessly tugging on your breasts
that were meant for your babies
The crowds jostled about in their merriment, gawking on, avoiding your eyes…

Were the tears that ran from your eyes and the desperate pleading gaze
effected by a surging pain from the machine?
Or by a broken heart of your lost infant?
Or, perhaps by both?

I could bear it no longer- the farm at the fair.
I could not set you free, and I could not watch you suffer.
So I left…

But you have not left me
Your eye, streaked with tears of sorrow, burn on in my soul.

I wanted that bean burrito…
or did I?

Perhaps all I really crave now, is a bowl of warm beans,
spiced with a little hot-sauce
topped with a few chopped onions
and to cry, for you, for me, for us…

for the eye that held the universe,
and spoke into my soul
of tragedy so monstrous
Born of deadened hearts

The eye has awakened me

Stay awake my soul!