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.

The Hoot Owl Came To Call

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I woke this morning, around 5:15, to get ready for work, and heard an owl hooting away, on my roof.  It left shortly thereafter, but was in the neighbourhood for about another 20 minutes.  I wondered about the occasion.

See, time was that an owl would show up and the next thing I knew, someone would be dead- of a sudden.  I get the feeling that’s not so, this time, as the day has passed and no one I know is any worse off than they were yesterday, and the weather is okay, most places- unlike last week.

2014 is turning out better than it first seemed it would.  Greeting the morning with “Live this day, love this day” helps, as of course does saying “Allah’u’Abha” (“God is the Most Glorious”) 95 times.  The whole snafu of last week, online, seems like a fading memory.  I take the reminder with me, that everyone’s feelings are important, 24/7- and if someone contacts me, it’s important to let him/her know that they have my undivided attention- or if I’m up to my ass in alligators, I will get back to them once the swamp is at a safe level.  This won’t bring back the lost friendship, but it will keep the list from growing.

That brings up the whole matter of my self-concept.  There are no saints in this world, and while I feel good about myself, I am no exception to that rule.  The last person I regarded as pure and saintly died nearly three years ago.  She stuck with this bucket of bolts for nearly thirty years, and God has surely found a fine place for her.

I am listening to a series of motivational tapes. “The Eleven Forgotten Laws”.  I listen to each tape three times, then go on to the next.  The most recent one with which I spent time is “The Law of  Supply”.  It confirms what I have felt for a long time:  “There is enough of everything we need.  The difficulty lies in the scarcity mentality.”  The key word here is “need”, and the operative for anyone is “Make an effort to get what you need, and be consistent about it.”  Fretting and cringing only make matters worse, though they are understandable.  They just don’t get anyone anywhere.

Well, that’s enough for today.  I am grateful for anyone and everyone who has stuck with me, even if you’ve been silent.  Anyone who has left, may as well know that I think no less of them, and love them no less.  Again, I’m far from saintly, but I am trying to take a lesson from every time I stumble.

Snippets from A Strangely Powerful Week

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In the past thirteen days, or so, I  have felt alternately centered and cast adrift, welcomed and shunned, honoured and shamed.  I did not know what to make of 2014, for much of the time.  I felt it imperative to leave one of my social media sites for a while, though I have to admit that it is hard to not have contact with the many in my life who have been part of my life for almost five years, and to be cut off with several in my inner circle of friends and family, who are incommunicado with me, but for Facebook.  It was a defense against personal attack, which triggered my departure; that, and a feeling that I let down someone who had been dear to my heart, for nearly three years.

The rest of my life, though, has actually shown more power, since New Year’s Day.  I have been to several well-attended gatherings, have hiked twenty-three miles, on seven different routes and maintained progress on personal growth goals, both spiritual and mental.  Four social, service-oriented activities in four days have found me quietly supporting some intense and well-organized cultural, educational and paramedical efforts.

I woke this morning to a new mantra running through my head- “Live this day, love this day”.  For a Monday, this is especially auspicious, and I know that this year, no matter the challenges and upsets which lie ahead, will also feature successes and adventures.  Light and shadow, ascents and descents- all will balance, over 11 1/2 months, and beyond.

Light and Shadow

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In the world of January, 2014, the Polar Vortex has been dislodged, has stunned eastern North America with extreme cold, in turn sending “Nor’easter” storm patterns to western Europe.  Diagonally, across the globe, much of Australia has had triple-digit Fahrenheit heat, where there would normally be heavy rain.

Personal behaviour, and its underlying sense of well-being, have taken a nose dive, over the past twenty years or so.  This is nothing new, but the pace of various types of offensive and callous activity has picked up, of late.  Social networks are getting manifestly less social.  Interpersonal clashes have become more intense, and occur more readily.

Political and economic affairs are conducted with less caution, and with more attention to expediency, as neurotic means to power.  Those entrusted with such matters look mainly towards discrediting their perceived opponents, and each “side” is aided and abetted by those in the media who are of like mind.

The above is the world of shadow.

Let us take a look at an emerging, parallel realm.  Here, there is a sense of calm.  Even in a time of climatic unrest, those faced with the extreme cold or heat know that it is temporary.  Their minds sense a bounty from the intense cold- that persistent insect pests, impervious to the deadly poisons that are supposed to curb them, are dying off in the polar frigidity.  Likewise, the aridity in the southern hemisphere is doing away with deadly mosquitoes and other pathogen hosts.

In the world of light,  people are facing conflict in a civil, constructive manner.  This is possible when one looks upon those around oneself as fellow human beings, as creatures endowed with virtues, as fellow travelers.  Matters politic and economic are faced collectively.  Matters familial are resolved through consultation between equal partners.

The world of light is not a dream world, contrary to the contentious retorts of those who have invested their emotional energy in keeping the status quo of division and oneupmanship.  It is a world that is slowly and steadily being built, as the world of shadow gradually collapses of its own weight.  Those who think they thrive on hate and distrust are finding that the satisfaction derived from their activities is diminishing, day by day.  Some of them are looking towards the rising tide and overcoming their inner barriers.  Others, needing more convincing that the “tried and true” is imperative of preservation, up their game and cause more destruction, actin more depraved.  This only hastens the collapse of the very system they claim to be defending.

“Soon,” Bahá’u’lláh’s own words proclaim it, “will the present day Order be rolled up, and a new one spread out in its stead. Verily, thy Lord speaketh the truth and is the Knower of things unseen.” “By Myself,” He solemnly asserts, “the day is approaching 162 when We will have rolled up the world and all that is therein, and spread out a new Order in its stead. He, verily, is powerful over all things.” “The world’s equilibrium,” He explains, “hath been upset through the vibrating influence of this Most Great, this new World Order. Mankind’s ordered life hath been revolutionized through the agency of this unique, this wondrous System, the like of which mortal eyes have never witnessed.” “The signs of impending convulsions and chaos,” He warns the peoples of the world, “can now be discerned, inasmuch as the prevailing Order appeareth to be lamentably defective.”

This is not the “New World Order” proclaimed by the political leaders of the West, some twenty-five years ago.  No one nation, no one leader, will call all the shots.  No tyrant, whether political or sectarian, will rule the peoples of the world.  Baha’u’llah further says “This is the Day that shall not be followed by night, nor shall it be bounded by any praise, would that ye might understand!”  We see many dystopian visions of the future, in books and on film.  These reflect our worst fears, thus accounting for their relative popularity.  What will actually transpire, with or without our help, will be precisely what Jesus the Christ promised, that for which He gave His earthly life, and for which every Spiritual Teacher has suffered, in some unique way:  “Thy Kingdom come, on Earth, as it is in Heaven”.

So, the choice falls to each individual on the planet- Preserve the shadow, or spread the Light.

 

Friendship, Redux

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I have logged off of Facebook, until February 1.  (This post will be published on that site, though I won’t be there to respond to any comments that are posted.  Other posts I put on WordPress, for the rest of January, will not be shared on Facebook.)

Now, as to why.  Well, there are two reasons, both stemming from the same, seemingly innocuous incident.  A longtime friend asked for my input on something.  As I was pre-occupied with something that seemed to me to be terribly earthshaking at the time, I made an offhand reply.  To make a long story short, my response was not what this friend wanted, and thus ended a previously good friendship.   Baha’u’llah teaches, “The foundation of all relationships is trust.”  As this person no longer felt that I was trustworthy, the relationship was done.  This, in turn, led to my feeling that, for the time being, there really was no point to my staying on that social media site, and I am on hiatus.  The only reason I have not deactivated my account on Facebook is that there are 524 other friends and relatives, whom I also care about deeply- and with whom I want eventually to reconnect.  Thus, I will go back on February 1.

Now, for the second reason I am on hiatus.  Baha’u’llah also teaches us, “O EMIGRANTS!  The tongue I have designed for the mention of Me, defile it not with detraction.  If the fire of self overcome you, remember your own faults and not the faults of My creatures, inasmuch as every one of you knoweth his own self better than he knoweth others.” – Baha’u’llah, The Hidden Words, from the Persian.   I know my own heart.  I know that, at no time did  I ever wish ill towards this person.  At no time did I ever regard my friend’s problems or issues in a lighthearted or offhand manner.  It’s not whom I am.

Each one of us approaches life differently.  So, it stands to reason that a better way to understand someone is to ask what is his/her perspective, rather than to tell him/her what their thoughts, feelings, motives are.   I’ve had people tell me, “You’re abasing yourself online.  Stop it!”  From others, “You’re a horrible person, and no friend at all!”   Everyone’s idea, or concept, of a friend is different.  I can only say how I see it.  Others are entitled to their views.  To me, though:

  1.  A friend listens.
  2. A friend defers attention, when there is something pressing that intervenes.
  3. A friend does not let assumptions get in the way of friendship.
  4. A friend does not let pain, whether his or the other’s, destroy a friendship.
  5. A friend forgives, while expecting the injuring one to overcome that which led him/her to do the hurt.
  6. A friend picks up where the friendship left off.
  7. A friend says “No”, where “Yes” would be easier, but not beneficial.
  8. A friend calls those he loves to a higher level of discourse.
  9. A friend is forever.                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Those who read this, you remain in my heart, and yes, if I hear that you are in distress, I will do all I can to help.  This is not because I am better, or “more noble”, but because we are both human.

Relationships, 2.0

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I’ve talked about relationships, around these parts, ad nauseam- most recently, last summer.  The reader may expect no confessional drivel this time.  I want to look at two things, in this post:  Expectations and delivery.

This piece focuses on adult relationships.  Teens are pretty good at working out their own bugs, and besides, none of them have asked my opinion lately, anyway.  Come to think of it, NO ONE has asked my opinion lately.  A friend asked me for some Viagra, not long ago, but I’ve never used the stuff- and the only part of me that even used lubrication recently was my car.

Well, back to the stuff of life.  When I was a tumbleweed seeking rootedness, about 4o years ago, I would fuss and fume at any girl who didn’t immediately recognize my awesomeness, from ten miles away.  That just made the ladies and their friends laugh that much louder.

Relationships now, are more balanced.  One has to start with one’s relationship with self.  I have come to the conclusion that I would be a positive addition to many people’s circles of friends.  I am comfortable being in this house, alone, for days on end- when need be.  That really has to happen first; otherwise, the Nuisance Meter starts catterwhaulin’ and wailing, about the time one gets done with the morning shave.

Next is what does one expect, when leaving the house in the morning.  There  is no one in my neighbourhood with whom I  have any sort of romantic attachment.  Yet, greeting each of my neighbours with a smile and politely, sincerely, answering their queries, is the foundation to a good, worthwhile day.

Among the inhabitants of this town, there are many attractive women.  I’ve managed to become something of a friend to one of them, and am glad of her company and good graces.  This leads me to the crux of the matter.  Adult relationships, at any level, from social friendship to commitment, start with RESPECT: Respect for space, respect for time, respect for beliefs, respect for person.  Aretha started that whole thing up, when I was in high school, but we haven’t, from the looks of things, come very far.  The friend I mentioned above has a full plate.  I have learned that being in her corner means NOT taking up the whole spot.  I have my little square, and when she needs my help- HEEERE’s Gary ( without the insane Jack Nicholson leer, mind you).  The rest of the time, we are operating on our own particular wavelength.

I make abundantly clear, to all of my friends,  that I am here for them.  I also have items on my Life List (Bucket List is so overused), in which I am glad to include them, but which I will otherwise do singly and alone, as needed.  I respect their same mindset.  I look forward to many years, with several of my friends along for the ride.  Just let me know which station stops are your preferred boarding and departure points.

2014

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I will start this now, and finish tomorrow, as my house will have no heat until tomorrow morning- meaning my first goal of the New Year is to restore what the old year took away, at the last minute.

Basically, my real goals are these:

1. Get the house ready for sale, starting in mid- March and continuing until it’s sold.

2.  Move my stuff, my son’s stuff and myself to a location closer to downtown Prescott.

3.  Continue my substituting work, my volunteer work and my Baha’i activities.

4.  Continue being available for my friends, as they need me.

5.  Hiking- Seven Falls and Kartchner Caverns (left over from 2013) within the next few days, after the heater gets fixed;    Black Canyon National Recreation Trail, in segments over the next three months; South Kaibab Trail, sometime in April; Big Bend, sometime in early May; Rocky Mountain National Park- either in June or September- because-

6.  I will go over to France and the Benelux region, either in June or September, depending on how soon this house sells.

7.  Two trips to Southern California are on the agenda:  March 20, and thereabouts, as Son embarks on a long voyage; and later in the year, most likely in July, from Santa Monica to Santa Barbara.

Everything else will unfold as it always does, on the spur of the moment.  A friend or two has indicated visits to AZ are possible, so I may play host again.

2013

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This was definitely the year in which I cast out some serious remaining demons.   I am nothing but grateful, for the following people, places and events:

White Tanks Regional Park & Ford Canyon;

Lake Havasu City & its Balloon Festival;

Roy Purcell and his Cerbat Murals;

The Dolan Springs Joshua Tree Forest;

Oatman, AZ- and everything in it;

Matt Deuitch and his team, for helping close on the Phoenix house;

Kamran Ruintan and dental team, for helping my physical healing;

Lake Pleasant;

Deer Valley Rock Art Center;

Dave & Deb, for Hoover Dam, Red Rock National Recreation Area, the Wyndham “Green Hotel” and just for being family;

Aram, my son, for going about your vital work, being a good host and taking life by the horns;

Janet Waters, Crystal Cove, and steadfast support;

Mission San Luis Rey;

Palm Springs Tram;

“Team Dutchman”- my Superstition Mountains hiking buddies, for a successful trek around Weaver’s Needle;

Leticia Fierro and the Centennial HS troupe- ” A Midsummer Night’s Dream” never felt more alive;

The Payson Women’s Film Festival committee- for standing tall;

Ernest A.Love Post 6, American Legion, for having my back and for choosing me as your Chaplain;

Annick Elziere- for Sabino Canyon and for never losing hope;

Tubac, Tumacacori and Mission San Xavier del W’ak;

Bill Williams Mountain;

Molly Beverly and the Prescott Slow-Food team- This was a spectacular Regional Conference;

Yavapai Red Cross DAT-and all those who came to help us.  Prescott stood tall, in two horrible sets of trials;

USS Wayne E. Meyer crew, for hosting us families on a very enjoyable run;

Phyllis Killian and family, always nice to return to Dinnebito;

Mindy, Wynne and the guys- Birthdays in the Front Range are second to none;

Uncle George, Christina Knapp, Mitchell Silas, Christina Nicole and all my Colorado friends- for being there and for always setting me straight;

El Dorado Springs, Manitou Springs, US Air Force Academy, Seven Falls, Wetherill Mesa;

Derek and Sima Cockshut and Star Valley Chocolates- for reviving my flagging spirits;

Grand Tetons, Yellowstone, Snake River Gorge,Cody, Greybull, Medicine Wheel, Devils Tower, Hulett and Aladdin, WY;

Mt. Rushmore, Crazy Horse Monument, Harney Peak, Deadwood, Custer and Mitchell, SD;

Pipestone, MN;

Jim, Summer Rae, Boston James and the bright lights of the Iowa State Capitol;

Bettendorf’s  riverfront;

Tampico  and Dixon, IL;

The ever-inspiring Baha’i House of Worship, in Wilmette;

Cahokia Mounds;

Nataly Loveless and Bloomington, IL;

John E. Glaze and Enid, OK;

Wes Hardin and the Blue Front Cafe;

Fort Smith, Van Buren and Little Rock, AR;

Beth and Dave Glick, and their lovely family;

Jeff Markowitz and Princeton, NJ;

Glenn and Barbie, for your intrepid nature and for everything good that happened to both Aram and me, during our respective visits;

Gloucester and Rockport, MA;

Jim Condon and Tom Belmonte, forever my friends;

Block Island;

Tom D. Stevens and wife, for being such gracious hosts;

New York City, for standing tall;

High Point, NJ, for honouring us veterans;

Gettysburg, for telling the story straight;

Christina Fullmer, Maliya and all Annapolis;

Rudy’s Barbecue, Springfield, OH;

Dodge City, KS;

Joshua Seyfarth, for your engaging wit and culinary skills;

Brea, CA and Carbon Canyon;

Prescott National Forest, and Sedona;

My dear parents-in-law, for all you have done and will ever do;

My Baha’i community of Prescott- my rock and armour;

Marcia Brehmer, my spiritual mentor, for all your guidance this year;

Melissa Monahan, for being a friend;

My Facebook friends, never judgmental- to me anyway;

Mom, for putting me here and for being the light of so many lives;

It has been a good year of personal growth, and yet-

I will never forget Drew Crotty, Dennis Young, Beverly Mc Millin, John Woodbury, Jamie Cooper, Bob McDonald, Lorraine Stewart, Thomas A. Smith, Janet Mortensen.

2013 is hours away from being history.  May all of us fare better in the year ahead.