I am a human being in training. Without trail blazers I would have wandered in circles, scratching poison ivy and given up in a huff of self pity long ago. Back in high school, my big sister started a secret hiking club called Vibram Souls. She was a trail blazer then; in our family I always called her the fearless leader. She offered these words on her FaceBook and I am very grateful because she reached my kids before I could sort it out myself. Her words follow.
“Many rejoice about the news of Bin Laden’s death and many doubt the veracity of the news. Where I fall in the range of opinion is not the reason for writing this piece. I feel strongly compelled to address a select population who may be feeling confused. Specifically, confused about why there is rejoicing over the murder of another and why government sanctioned murder in a supposed advanced society is accepted by many.
Whether the attack on the Trade Center was a false flag operation carried out by who knows who or indeed was orchestrated by Bin Laden is also not the focus of why I write. Again, I want to speak to those who feel sadness and confusion about the many who rejoice and feel vindicated by another’s death. If you are not feeling confused or saddened, no need to read on. If you are, please continue.
This confusion and sadness you are feeling as the majority rejoices is actually a very good sign for you. It means you are awakening. It means you have a glimmer or perhaps a strong sense of your own divinity. It means that you are seeing that all life is precious because you are precious. It means that you have come to a level of self-acceptance that organically translates to acceptance of others. It means that you have stepped away from the slumber of the masses and are testing the waters of a new awareness. As I said, this is a wonderful sign that you are evolving to a new level of consciousness.
The confusion you’re feeling puts you in a very lonely place. Our media organizations and even our president say this is a great thing to have happened. People all around you expect you to be happy about this death. You may not know how to express your feelings in the face of overwhelming public opinion. I want to acknowledge again, the fact of these sad and confused feelings is a sign of your evolution and want you to know that there are many others who feel the same as you. This population exists primarily in calm and silent acceptance of what is without opinion or judgment. These people see multi-dimensionally and realize there are many levels and stories to any situation and truth can only be found within themselves and not from outside sources. And this population is growing in numbers every day.
I lend my voice to this issue because as a lightworker, I’ve been in this calm and silent place for thirty-plus years. As humanity is experiencing an unprecedented awakening into new levels of consciousness, I feel there must be great numbers right now who aren’t sure where to place this new and fragile sense of divinity in the face of public and government sanctioned murder. Again, you are definitely not alone. Perhaps with this new perspective you can more easily move out of confusion and sadness and back into the calm, accepting place you’re becoming accustomed to and have resonance with. Its fine and recommended to witness chaos around you without engaging in it or making opinions about it. It’s not easy and you’ll probably fall in and back out of entangled engagement with those that still sleep and that’s okay too. Be sensitive to what feels right for you, continue to practice acceptance of self and others and eventually you’ll be unshakable.
Congratulations on your awakening and many blessings to your continuation.”
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I loved this piece! I may even put it on my Facebook page, but need correct surnames forproper attribution. I disagree with one assumption, however. I disagree with the assumption that a “majority” of a population rejoiced. I maintain every media outlet assumed there was universal rejoicing, and as such put a spin on it (MSNBC: “President Obama grew a set of stones and was disciplined;” FoxNEWS: “President Obama took all of the credit but, he doesn’t deserve it; the special ops of the Navy SEALs do” and meanwhile, to a person, when the families of victims were asked if this felt like a victory, or offered closure, the response was, “No.”
Myself, I felt like we finally accomplished what we were supposed to accomplish when we went into the Middle East 9 years ago. I felt anger and frustration at the focus on Iraq, the number of lives lost,and psyches destroyed there, and I was impressed by the resolve of this President to actually face-off with the person who organized the 9/11/01 attacks on America.
And yeah, I thought we endured 8 years with a stupid-ass in the White House who was under-prepared and overwhelmed by the job.
But I was not happy about bin Laden’s death. All it did was bring 9/11 back to me. And it reminded me, sadly, of my cousin who was one of the fortunate few who was in the elevator, who had no idea what was happening, and who, upon being let out in the lobby, left, went across the street, realized what he had just survived, and, appropriately, vomitted.
By: BillfromChappaqua on May 9, 2011
at 7:15 am
There is no copyright here; this is a message for those who could benefit from hearing it. Certainly, post it as you will.
BUT, (um, BILL) there is no need for surnames or attributions. Th ink the message, not the messenger.
By: zhak39 on May 9, 2011
at 10:13 am
Thanks. And you are correct. It must be a “thinking like a lawyer” thing — I feel compelled to attribute everything not mine. More than that though, I like attributing brilliance — which nobody would believe was mine anyhow!
By: BillfromChappaque on May 9, 2011
at 11:21 am
He’s dead. No guilt, no remorse over a person who thought it was
God’s wish to slaughter thousands of innocents. What is interesting is the claim that he died a martyr, making him eligible for whats behind door #1.
What’s behind door #1?
72 virgins of course!
Grabbed from the New Yorker Magazine, I present what I’ve renamed Osama’s reward.
Virgin No. 1: Yuck.
Virgin No. 2: Ick.
Virgin No. 3: Ew.
Virgin No. 4: Ow.
Virgin No. 5: Do you like cats? I have fourteen!
Virgin No. 6: I’m Becky. I’ll be legal in two years.
Virgin No. 7: Here, I’ll just pull down your zipper. Oh, sorry!
Virgin No. 8: Can we cuddle first?
Virgin No. 9: It was a garlic-and-onion pizza. Why?
Virgin No. 10: . . . so I see Heath, and he goes, “Like, what are you doing here?,” and I go, “I’m hangin’ out,” so he goes, “Like, what?” . . .
Virgin No. 11: First you’re going to have to show me an up-to-date health certificate.
Virgin No. 12: Hurry! My parents are due home!
Virgin No. 13: Do you want the regular or the special?
Virgin No. 14: I’m eighty-four. So what?
Virgin No. 15: Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
Virgin No. 16: Even I know that’s tiny.
Virgin No. 17: “Do it”? Meaning what?
Virgin No. 18: I’m saving myself for Jesus.
Virgin No. 19: Somewhere on my body I have hidden a buffalo nickel.
Virgin No. 20: Don’t touch my hair!
Virgin No. 21: I hope you’re not going to sleep with me and then go sleep with seventy-one others.
Virgin No. 22: Do you mind if we listen to Mannheim Steamroller?
Virgin No. 23: Are you O.K. with the dog on the bed?
Virgin No. 24: Would you mind saying, “Could I see you in my office, Miss Witherspoon?”?
Virgin No. 25: Ride me! Ride me, Lucky Buck!
Virgin No. 26: You like your vanilla hot?
Virgin No. 27: Does Ookums like Snookums?
Virgin No. 28: It’s so romantic here, dead.
Virgin No. 29: Well, I’m a virgin, but my hand isn’t.
Virgin No. 30: You are in?
Virgin No. 31: Hi, cowboy. I just rode down from Brokeback Mountain.
Virgin No. 32: I’m a virgin because I’m so ugly.
Virgin No. 33: You like-ee?
Virgin No. 34: I’ll betcha you can’t get an erection. Go on, impress me. C’mon, show me. Show me, big shot.
Virgin No. 35: By the way, here in Heaven “virgin” has a slightly different meaning. It means “chatty.”
Virgin No. 36: Sure, I like you, but as a friend.
Virgin No. 37: No kissing. I save that for my boyfriend.
Virgin No. 38: I’m Zania, from the planet Xeron. My vagina is on my foot.
Virgin No. 39: It’s a lesion, and, no, I don’t know what kind.
Virgin No. 40: I’m Jewish. Why do you ask?
Virgin No. 41: Hi, I’m Becky. Oh, whoops—you again.
Virgin No. 42: I just love camping! Camping is so great! Can we go camping sometime?
Virgin No. 43: In the spirit of full disclosure, I’m a single mom.
Virgin No. 44: You like my breasts? They were my graduation gift.
Virgin No. 45: When you’re done, you should really check out how cool this ceiling is.
Virgin No. 46: I’m almost there. Just another couple of hours.
Virgin No. 47: Get your own beer, you nitwit.
Virgin No. 48: No, you’ve got it wrong. We’re in the Paradise Casino.
Virgin No. 49: I really enjoyed that. Thank you very much. Gee, it’s late.
Virgin No. 50: You make me feel like a real woman. And after this is over I’m going to find one.
Virgin No. 51: What do you mean, “move a little”?
Virgin No. 52: Not now, I’m on my BlackBerry.
Virgin No. 53: I love it when you put on your pants and leave.
Virgin No. 54: We’ve been together twenty-four hours now, and, you know, sometimes it’s O.K. to say something mildly humorous.
Virgin No. 55: That was terrible. I should have listened to the other virgins.
Virgin No. 56: I think I found it. Is that it? Oh. Is this it? Oh, this must be it. No?
Virgin No. 57: It must be hot in here, because I know it’s not me.
Virgin No. 58: Those are my testicles.
Virgin No. 59: Did you know that “virgin” is an anagram of Irving?
Virgin No. 60: First “Spamalot,” then sex.
Virgin No. 61: Great! I was hoping for circumcised.
Virgin No. 62: Was that it?
Virgin No. 63: Dang. George Clooney was being reckless on a motorcycle, but instead I got you.
Virgin No. 64: Tonight, I become a woman. But until then you can call me Bob.
Virgin No. 65: They’re called “adult diapers.” Why?
Virgin No. 66: We could do it here for free, or on a stage in Düsseldorf for money.
Virgin No. 67: I’m just Virgin No. 67 to you, right?
Virgin No. 68: Pee-yoo. Are you wearing Aramis?
Virgin No. 69: Condom, please.
Virgin No. 70: My name is Mother Teresa.
Virgin No. 71: I’m not very good at this, but let’s start with the Reverse Lotus Blossom.
Virgin No. 72: It was paradise, until you showed up.
By: crabby appleton on May 10, 2011
at 9:08 pm
OK, Crabby, that was really long. It reminded me of a conversation that I had with a Jehovah’s witness many years ago. She was telling me that the Bible had every answer to every question that has ever come up in human relationships.
“Multiple wives?” I asked her, hoping to push a button.
“Clearly, don’t bother,” she answered with chapter and verse.
By: zhak39 on May 10, 2011
at 9:59 pm