Mass murder appears to be the latest fad. We flood our minds with dreadful ‘news’ day in and day out, one disaster after another. There are so many dead bodies that empathy is simply whittled away. We’re numbed. Worse, there appears to be no way out, no surcease, only more and more and more that is evil, is wrong, is corrupt, is violent and terrible.

And yet, we awake each day to the singing of the world, its ancient voice raised in the song of birds, the sighing of wind in the trees, the mutter of a rapids. I was down by the sea a few days ago, and reflecting on just how ancient is its voice. Before any creature lived on Earth, the sea was sounding, the waves drawing up and expending themselves with a sighing roar, again and again. Then I thought, how many other worlds is this happening on right now–millions, billions, tens of billions?

Of course, other worlds must also bear violence, terrible histories, anguished voices crying out into the vastness of the universe. Before the suffering, as before the waves, one stands in silence. It is possible to look past the misery and pain of the moment, into the ancient power of being itself, that is deeper than any pain, more eternal even than planets and stars, and will remain in its humble solitude even after the universe itself is a memory.


  1. In my lifetime I have been
    In my lifetime I have been the optimist, pessimist and realist, all of course at different times. Today I am playing the part of the realist. Our life here on our planet is a personal and holistic journey with many bumps along the way. I am no longer a young woman and have experienced many things in my life. THE FOLLOWING IS WHAT MY REALIST SELF BELIEVES TO BE TRUE. Our planet has reached the end of a cycle in time. Humankind has not done a very good job at being the custodians of planet EARTH; this place/home we were supposed to honor and respect. It appears that each time our planet starts over, we do things that destroy all of the beauty and life giving fruits that GOD has bestowed upon us. Hopefully, with the next earth cycle, after she renews herself, the new life (new humankind) will do a better job. Living our life here should not always be about doing it my way. It is not about me, me, me…

    When all the trees have been cut down,
    when all the animals have been hunted,
    when all the waters are polluted,
    when all the air is unsafe to breathe,
    only then will you discover you cannot eat money.

    Cree Prophecy

    1. Carollee: Selfishness is
      Carollee: Selfishness is ultimately suicidal.

    2. Your response has a lot of
      Your response has a lot of wisdom behind it. And I agree, this Earth is due for a “reboot”. And we, as the human race, are due also for a shift in our consciousness, in the way we regard this planet, ourselves…..and to each other. We need to start thinking more about our fellow human, the welfare of our planet including all the flora and fauna, ahead of our own selfish needs….and by extension this would have to include multi-national corporations who put profit ahead of the environment and people This also has to include leaders of governments at every level, who worry more about re-election than the needs of their people. As Whitley states, this is an ancient and beautiful planet……… and we are just passengers. We can learn to live in peace and harmony and respect our environment, or we will become a footnote in the Earth’s history and disappear as our planet shakes and rids itself the same way we would dispatch a pest. R.M.

  2. The sea is indeed an ancient
    The sea is indeed an ancient place, I contemplate that whenever I go sailing over & over again. It haunts me, scares me and inspires me.

  3. Early every morning I walk
    Early every morning I walk outside in the dark to retrieve my newspaper. In those brief moments I look up at the sky and notice the beauty of the stars. I hear the quiet. I then do something that may seem strange: I speak with the little house geckos that are ubiquitous in our neighborhood. These little guys chirp like birds! They also respond when you speak with them, their little chirps changing to a delightful trilling, purring sound. In short, they respond to love and attention if you give it to them.

    I recently spoke with a co-worker about this and she teared up. She had noticed one evening as she spoke to her son on her porch that the chirps from the geckos changed as she spoke to her son, but she didn’t think much about it. Now she does.

    She is a believer….

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