The Daily Bruin, Volume 1, Issue 4- February 4, 2014

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It was a busy one; no work, but a two-hour Red Cross meeting broke up the festivities.  I enjoyed a fine bowl of albondigas at Shannon’s Deli, afterwards.  My regular Tuesday night Baha’i study circle, in Chino Valley, capped the day.

Personal/Social- I am blessed with so many friends and well-wishers, and am always glad to return the love.  One of my best friends in the world noted that I have never been a liar.  In fact, I’m probably the world’s worst silvertongue.  I couldn’t carry a falsehood forward, if a million dollars were at stake.  Now, misunderstanding, and misstating things, in all sincerity- that happens when I get too overwrought.  That, and an occasional outburst of “hell” or “damn”, have gotten me kicked out of places, and out of good people’s hearts. I can only imagine what real cussing would bring down on my head. Still and all, I lead a mighty happy life.

Plans- I made further progress on a mission of homage and mercy, coming up March 7-10.  As it’s a rather focused, necessarily brief journey to a place where I have extended family, and a couple of dear friends, I am playing close to the vest on this one.                                 On a different note, March 15 will bring me down to Phoenix Convention Center, for a business convention.

Wider world- People ought not get so over the top about money.  I’m frugal towards myself, a bit more generous with those closest to me and with certain charitable causes.  No one can give to every outstretched hand, though; yet many thrust their hands out, capriciously, anyway.  I see Wall Street came back, a bit, today.  It makes sense- every stock that gets sold back to the pot, ends up getting a new buyer, after a fashion.  Money, like all other things in the world, recycles itself handsomely.  One just needs to be patient, and know where to look.

Spirit-   Knowledge, too, is limitless.

It is permissible to study sciences and arts, but such sciences as are useful and would redound to the progress and advancement of the people. Thus hath it been decreed by Him Who is the Ordainer, the All-Wise.

Bahá’u’lláh, Tablets of Bahá’u’lláh, p. 26

This was a fabulous day for me.  I pray for those who had a hard time, though, especially in the Midwest.  Northeasterners, take a deep breath and get the shovels ready, again.  Minnesotans and Wisconsinites, stay by the fireplaces tomorrow.  These, too, will pass, and Valentine’s Day is 8 days out.

The Daily Bruin: Volume 1, Issue 3- February 3, 2014

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Personal/Social- I had a calm, quiet day at work, teaching sixth-graders in a combination English and Social Studies class.  The students are well-ordered and attend to their assignments quite readily.  They could probably have had more assigned them by the regular teacher, but we made do.

My only tasks this evening are tying up loose ends for a gathering I am hosting here on Thursday, a weekend meeting, south of Phoenix, later this month and an errand of mercy the second week of March.  Other than those, it’s Literary Lala Land. 🙂

Spiritual- Someone is confused as to the nature of God.  As a Baha’i, I believe that each of us has to investigate spiritual truth for themselves.  We are past the time when another human can define God for us.  Spiritual Teachers will continue to appear, every thousand years or so, as Baha’u’llah, Christ, Muhammad and others have, and we are free to avail ourselves of Their guidance, or not.  The thing is, we get out of spirituality what we put into it.

Here’s a thought for today:

In all matters moderation is desirable. If a thing is carried to excess, it will prove a source of evil.

Bahá’u’lláh, Tablets of Bahá’u’lláh, p. 69

Plans- As always, my life, while present-focused, has to include some forward planning.  As mentioned, I will host a spiritual gathering in my home on Thursday night.  It will be the last such gathering, in this house, as a move closer to downtown is in the cards for any time between late March and early May.

Hikes will be fairly regular.  This Sunday will take me somewhere- either to another sector of the Black Canyon, or to Harquahala Peak, near Aguila, AZ.

Health-  I continued to feel even more energized today.  The essential oils are working their way through my system, and getting rid of toxins that seem to have accumulated.

Wider world- I am saddened that Philip Seymour Hoffman is gone.  It is sadder still that there are those who couldn’t wait to speculate on his circumstances, at time of death.  This reminds me of the conclusions to which people jumped, when John Belushi passed on.  How wrong they turned out to be!

Football is entering its period of rest and rehab.  I like both teams, but it’s nice for Seattle to have a World Championship team.  I remember how great it felt for us, in Phoenix, when the Diamondbacks won the World Series.  All the different Boston teams winning, over the years, also have made this native son proud.

I haven’t checked the financials today.  I believe the stock markets are sending a message to all the up and coming financial markets:  Cut the corruption and get your houses in order.  No one knows better than our Wall Street denizens just how painful it is to cut corners and get caught!

Have a great Tuesday, all. 🙂

The Daily Bruin: Volume 1, Issues 1-2, February 1-2, 2014

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This is an incentive for me to get my thoughts down, on a more regular basis.  I did this, for a brief period, on Xanga, when I wrote using the name “Cyberbear”.  

This series of posts will be broken down by categorical subtitles.  Most will be shared on Xanga 2.0 and on Facebook.

Social/Interpersonal- I have arrived, at the point in my life, where I count people of all ages, both genders, all sexual orientations and any other category, except perverts and megalomaniacs, among my friends.  There are, among my closest friends, five women- none of whom regards me, in the least, as a romantic interest.  I would take a bullet for any of them.  There is also a person, far away, who does not like me in the least.  I regard her as the salt of the Earth, and would take a bullet for her as well.  There are well over five thousand people whom I have met, and befriended, at one time or another.  I would stand for them, too.  None of this makes me a saint; it just makes me human- as do the mistakes I have made.

My son is in the U. S. Navy.  He has spent the past week performing an essential task for his unit.  My son works very hard.

My mother recently went through a tough experience. She came out of it okay, because she is exactly what she taught us to be- self-reliant, reflective and resilient.

Community- This afternoon, I joined a small group of American Legionnaires, at our post in Prescott.  We observed Four Chaplains Day- which actually falls on February 3.  The story of the Four Chaplains may be found here:

http://www.immortalchaplains.org/Story/story.htm

Health and Wellness-  Saturday, I hiked the northernmost section of Black Canyon National Recreation Trail.  It took me from Hwy. 69, near Mayer, AZ to a point 3.6 miles further northeast, near Copper Mountain.  A separate post, with photographs, is featured on this website.

This afternoon, one of my aforementioned friends hosted a wellness party.  She offers a wide variety of products, based on Certified Pure Therapeutic Grade essential oils. I’m using a set of their products, as daily vitamin supplements , and feel a difference in my energy level after only two days.  In my case, I am not feeling the urge to nap after lunch-as I had been doing for nearly three years.  I also didn’t feel the need to rest as often, during my hike.  I will be glad to share information on these products with anyone who asks.

I am an omnivore, who is gradually phasing out meat.  I have the personal need, when eating meat, to thank the spirit of the animal who sacrificed itself.  This will probably drive committed vegetarians bonkers, but my Native American ancestors did so, for thousands of years.  My problem, though, is that I don’t like to patronize those who use torture, brute force or hideously filthy animal husbandry methods, in providing meat for the market.  One of the finest men for whom I ever worked, Mr. Fred Cole, said meat must be clean, free of disease, at all stages of the food preparation process- from husbandry to the table.  Dairy is an academic matter.  Healthy calves and goat kids ought to be able to co-exist with those who enjoy yogurt, butter, cheese, ice cream and, to the extent necessary, milk.  We don’t need that much, per person, so there is no need for the maltreatment or starvation of animal babies.

Spirit-   I am a Baha’i.  Here’s a quote from Baha’u’llah, Who founded our Faith in 1863.

O BRETHREN! Be forbearing one with another and set not your affections on things below. Pride not yourselves in your glory, and be not ashamed of abasement. By My beauty! I have created all things from dust, and to dust will I return them again.

Bahá’u’lláh, The Persian Hidden Words, no. 48

These are just some thoughts that have been building in my head, of late.  I will be back with more, tomorrow.

Black Canyon National Recreation Trail, Part 2: Old Sycamore Sector

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As the day started bright and sunny, after yesterday’s intermittent rain, I heard the call of the trail loud and clear.  So, after a brief visit to the Winter Farmer’s Market, I headed to Mayer, and the northernmost segment of Black Canyon Trail.  Old Sycamore Sector stretches from just north of the culvert that goes under AZ Rte. 69, past Old Sycamore Road, to a series of rises and buttes some 3 1/2 miles to the north and east.

The first part of the trail heads up to old Sycamore Road, from Big Bug Wash, a distance of a half mile.

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As with the lower elevated areas of Big Bug, the native lichen is a yellow sort.

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The weather looked to be a bit challenging, but that doesn’t stop a true Westerner from going forth.

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Here, one may see the far range of the Old Sycamore area.

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I reached Old Sycamore Road, my northernmost attainment in the area, to date, in about 10 minutes.  The trail signs were clearly visible at this point, about two miles further east from where I had hiked previously.

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The trail led over and around a series of ridges, perfect exercise on a cool and windy day!

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Looking straight ahead, I was delighted to watch a parade of pronghorns, unfortunately not visible through the camera lens, but a joy to behold, nonetheless.

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Heart rocks abounded here, including one embedded in the trail- a good sign for the road ahead.

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About 3/4 mile from Old Sycamore Road, I found this neat little picnic spot. Here, I enjoyed an energy bar and a healthy portion of the trail mix that I put together from various items I purchased from my friends, the Kaurs- owners of The Honeyman.

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A gate separates the BLM area from a private ranch, and on the BLM side, there was a unique trail marker.

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The northern fork of Big Bug Creek offers the most heavily-wooded area on the trail.  Here there is an abundance of chaparral, mulberry and Gambel’s oak.

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Once past the creek bed, I found a rare pyramid rock, in the middle of the trail.

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The northernmost cairn on the trail had been knocked down, quite a while ago, from the looks of it.

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From there, the trail was less clear, and came to an end atop a small butte, looking off towards I-17 and a series of power lines.

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So, now my curiosity about the foothills segments of Black Canyon is satisfied.  Next, it’ll be time to gradually explore the trail from Antelope Creek Road, southwards to Carefree Highway, or vice versa.