Sunday, July 31, 2011

From Yehuda Berg:

There once was a man who had a huge desire to please God, so he prayed day and night until one day a Voice spoke to him, “I want you to go and push a rock.”

The man woke up the next morning elated, and ran outside to find a huge boulder.  He began pushing it, but nothing happened, so he kept at it all day.  The next day he did the same, yet it still didn’t budge an inch.  He went on like that for three months, until one day he got so frustrated that he stopped pushing.

That night he had a dream, and the Voice asked him, “Why did you stop pushing?”  “Nothing happened,” he answered. “Nothing happened? Look at you! Look how determined and focused you’ve become. Look how powerful your muscles are now. You’re no longer the person you were when you started. 

Besides, I didn’t tell you to move the rock; I told you to push it. I’ll move the rock when it’s time.”

Keep pushing your rock.  It'll move at the right moment, in the perfect time, when you least expect it.  And amazing things are happening, even if you're not noticing them yet.

a place to think it over - g.rock

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy:
They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
            -- Marcel Proust

Friday, July 29, 2011

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Make a decision, even if it's wrong.
            -- Jarvis Klem

This quote gives me comfort,
or a feeling of company

I continue to insist of myself:

"When In Doubt
Do Something"

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Connecton? Re-Connection?

When we seek for connection, 
we restore the world to wholeness. 
Our seemingly separate lives become meaningful 
as we discover how truly necessary we are to each other.
            -- Margaret Wheatley

 Okay, I've been having an interesting time 
studying sacred stories
of the world.

This has completely captured my attention for a few weeks.

There are plenty of stories
from all over the world
about Creation 
being ONE.

But, this was a challenge
while Creation
was Creating
the creations
(children of Creation)
could not know one another
them all being squished together in (and as)

there is a Story
from an ancient California Tribe
that tells us
Honored Elders sat in a circle
lit a pipe
and smoked tobacco.
They blew tobacco smoke between the earth and sky
to create some separation
so we could know one another
So we could Know Creation.

I wonder now
if we have blown too much smoke.
Perhaps we need to bring the Holy back,
Perhaps we need to remember
the ONE.

love & love,

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

A smiling face is half the meal.
            -- Latvian Proverb

Monday, July 25, 2011

Finally! A Beautiful Summer Day

Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air…
           -- Ralph Waldo Emerson 

photo by Henri Bonnel

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Yehuda Says:

You can overcome any calamity with joy.  
Yet, how can we feel joy 
when we’re overcome with depression, sadness, hopelessness? 


Thursday, July 21, 2011

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Formidable Footwear

(georgy feet of photos past)

It is super-duper hot
The weather forecaster
recommended we all take special care
not to burn our feet.
 Well, i met this bird
he must have been paying attention
because he was wearing
formidable footwear.


Art by H. Spencer Lewis

Monday, July 18, 2011

Sunday, July 17, 2011

This is fun

a week or so ago i was in a dandy little bookstore
looking around.
On a bottom shelf
in a small basket
were some cassettes
they had been opened,
maybe they were "demos of days past"
looked like they'd been forgotten.
I found this:
notice crack in plastic case
One of the first copies of
"My Father's Child"
with my absolute dream band

Mike Lindauer
Andy Ploof
Blake Travis
John Wilson

my friends Jere & Mari Louis helped get this project into the light of day
it was recorded by Doug Rayborn

not long after it needed to be re-issued and the graphics changed 
so, copies like this one
rather hard to find.

It was sweet to find myself,
my past
good memories.


Saturday, July 16, 2011


We discussed a super challenging story this morning.
Our group got passionate and the talk went all over the place.

I thought i knew what i wanted to share with you but, when i started to type i realized I was still scattered.

It's okay.
This story comes around every year at this time.
Eventually we'll get it sorted.

the "grappling."
that we are willing to get in the fray
and wrestle with the HOLY.

Color me grappling.

 know I'm sending you
love & love,

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Be Lovers Of Kindness

He has told you, O man, what is good;
and what does the Lord require of you
but to do justice, and to love kindness,
and to walk humbly with your God? (micah 6:8)

We were discussing
this prophet for hire
who didn't see 
an enormous angel

His Donkey saw it
tried to please the prophet
by going around the angel
Since the prophet couldn't see 
he assumed
the donkey was messing with him
(did your guardians ever tell you the word 
"makes an ass out of you and me?")

anyway, the prophet started beating the donkey.
He made himself so angry he wanted to kill the donkey.
Suddenly his eyes were "opened"
and the sword carrying angel
it would make the day if
the prophet was killed on the spot and the donkey went free.

That was a wonderfully special
talking donkey.
I bet it sang a happy song to its family when it got home
 about how the angel
loved donkeys.

I gotta remember
the creatures are better people
than I'll ever be.

love &love,

Yehuda Suggests

We Follow Our Hearts

This is interesting to me
It must be I'm supposed to pay attention.
On e of the songs we did at
the Center for Spiritual Living
this week was
"True to Your Heart"

anyway, here's his quote:

It takes great courage to stand up for something, 
because the moment you decide you want to do good in this world, 
you are chased by forces looking to stop you. 
At any cost.

Be brave in the face of criticism and opposition. 
 Follow your heart, you’ll never get lost, and you will prevail.

love & love,

Friday, July 08, 2011

Fear not those who argue but those who dodge.
            -- Marie Ebner von Eschenbach

The Garden - July 4th


I stopped by the library to return the books I borrowed.  My favorite branch is downtown.  That place is HUGE.  It's also being remodeled so, I went to my second favorite, which is on my way to many of the places i go, is nice, friendly, easy to get around, and besides, if i really want to borrow something in the system it will be sent to any library I choose.  Pretty good deal, don't ya think?

I needed to talk to a librarian because one of the books i borrowed is really old.  I was entirley grateful to have had it on extended loan.  Someone before me  (at least twelve years ago, because that's the last time anyone requested this book) had highlighted parts in pink.  I wanted to make sure i wasn't accused, since library privileges are precious to me.
I have a back log of books at home to read but, since i was there I thought I'd find something "just for fun.'
Our last library newsletter "Check It Out," had a list of travel books that appealed to me.  None of them are currently available, BUT they came from section 910.2  so, i went to peruse the shelf and returned with:
 I've only just begun - (Really!  last time i looked i was only on page 27) - But, it reminded me of some really fun times when i was a kid.  So, okay, okay, the author quit a job that was driving her bonks and decided to ride a bicycle across Spain.  Already in the country, with her bike, she takes a practice ride and discovers it is REALLY HARD.  (picture me laughing as i ride home on the bus.)

Once, a very long time ago, a friend decided she wanted to ride from Las Vegas, Nevada - (where we lived, ) to California and pedal along the Pacific Coast (which is beautiful.)    

We each purchased a Motobecane Bicycle and started riding most places around town.  

You have to picture two - very ROUND young ladies - on fancy bikes - pedaling through the streets of Las Vegas - land of card dealers, food servers, musicians, all wearing the professional black & while of the work force - land of statuesque show girls and tourists in bikinis, land of slot machines in super markets . . . yep - two little fat girls pretending we could pedal across two states.  My dad laughed so hard he cried.  He offered to give us a ride back if he could have the rights to film the adventure from Las Vegas to Pahrump (just a few miles outside Las Vegas.)

My brother claimed the bike and gave it to his lady friend - who promptly destroyed it.  I was heartbroken at the time but, now i think i might not have survived to type this today - or to finish the book i checked out which, I believe is gonna be a terrific read.
What are you reading????

Love & Love,

Wednesday, July 06, 2011

One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: 
That word is love.
            -- Sophocles

Tuesday, July 05, 2011

Have you found this true?

A tough lesson in life that one has to learn is 
that not everybody wishes you well.
            -- Dan Rather

 (day-lilies at the garden - June 19th)  
 These flowers were taller than everyone passing by.   

Dan RatherImage by yuan2003 via Flickr

 Thank you, Mr. Rather
for sharing
Now we know we are not alone.

yeppers, I've discovered 
what others think of me
is not my business 
Not everyone is gonna 
think I'm swell
(too bad, but there it is.) 

love & love,
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Ask about your neighbors, then buy the house.
            -- Jewish Proverb

(Bavarian Garden 7/4/11)

Wise Quote
Oh, the stories one could tell . . . 
love & love,

Monday, July 04, 2011

Waterlilies Are in Bloom at The Garden

Spent the morning
playing with the camera at The Gardens
thank you, Melissa
love & love.

Saturday, July 02, 2011

No Miriam . . . No Story

Early this morning we we gathered to study.
The talk went rapidly to the death of Aaron and Moses.
That's a little how it seemed in the text.

Miriam died, too.
I admit, it didn't seem as important the first time we read the story.
wait a minute.

Perhaps the people wail, cry and moan for a month
when Aaron leaves the earth.
Perhaps Moses leaving is the end of an entire era for the people.
Yeah, a lot of stories talk about Moses . . . .


When Miriam dies
the wells run dry
no water?
no water in the wilderness???

If you think for just a beat, you'll remember.
The story says there was
a decree all Hebrew babies should me killed.
Moses was a "good baby" - since babies are born neither "good" or "bad"
I gotta think he was one of those babies that was quiet, didn't cry so much
what do you think?

Moses and Jochebed
His mom (Yocheved) came up with a plan,
you remember, place baby in waterproofed basket

it was Miriam who ran along side the water,
watching out for her baby brother
it was Miriam who saw
the princess fall in love with this "good baby"
it was Miriam who recommended the perfect nurse for this baby
(keeping the family together - and the baby boy safe)

It was Miriam who lead the singing when they crossed the sea -
I figure she was the "official"
'Praise & Worship Leader"

 Miriam and women celebrate the crossing of the...

Don't you know - that's the "holy glue" of any service -

okay, maybe that's another story.

there are lots of stories
suggesting that water followed Miriam
everywhere in the Wilderness
taking care of/refreshing the wandering, complaining people for forty years

Doesn't say they made a big deal when she died.
 the water did
the water left.

No Miriam, No Story - that's what i suggest.

Now, it's true,
when the people freaked out about the water,
The Eternal One gave instruction - and once again
the people were provided for . .

Still, I think the water
(what does water suggest?
Life, we certainly need it for Life . .
Cleansing . . . which could suggest purifying?  -
okay, I'm reaching here . . .BUT:)
the water left with Miriam.

I'm just sayin' . . .

D'ya have anything to add?
Opinions are "a-okay with me."
love & love,
Another Miriam's Well Article  

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Emma Goldman

"We hold these truths to be self-evident:
that all human beings, irrespective of race, color, or sex,
are born with the equal right to share at the table of life; . . . . "

A New Declaration of Independence 
by Emma Goldman 
(Published in Mother Earth, Vol. IV, no. 5, July 1909)

radical lady
with interesting