By Mike Hopkins
See change as an opportunity, rather than as a hardship to bear.
You have all brought upon yourselves these natural and unnatural disasters. It is now time to take responsibility and act in a mature and self-reliant manner.
There are those who believe that science or technology will light the way of tomorrow. These are tools to be used to gather and store information, so you can see where there is a great need in your world for the development of Man.
For in our haste to develop new technologies, new industries, new devices with which to develop and manufacture material goods, Man has forgotten to cultivate his own inner world, his own inner strength and wisdom.
Now, there are many weak and delusional souls who propose to know the way, but they do nothing more than project their own ills out onto the world. For Man must begin to develop his emotional balance and think in new ways: No longer a predator, a hunter-gatherer of information that is used to produce income to further his own material development at the expense of all other creatures on our planet.
For the time has come for Man to begin to use his mind and imagination to solve his emotional and psychological problems, which have resulted in an outer landscape as scarred and distorted as the inner landscape of Man.
Few will hear the call. Few are called and even fewer will accept a new way.
Note: Beautiful, Mike! I make the pledge. How about you, dear reader?
By Madison Woods
TEOTWAWKI, an acronym for “The End of the World as We Know It,” can mean anything, from the standard biblical apocalypse to an economic or environmental disaster, or even a personal crisis. Some people consider an uncertain future to be a challenge, while others fear it. Still others don’t think of the unknown at all; they assume things will go on as they always have, never entertaining the possibility that life as we know it might take a completely different turn and belie our expectations. Whether “it” is referred to as Armageddon, End of the World, Economic Collapse, WWIII, Global Warming Disasters, or the Zombie Apocalypse, “it” is a source of widespread anxiety.
Disconnect from Nature
I think part of the reason for the anxiety is because of an epidemic disconnect from Nature. And I believe one of the reasons I feel no such fear is because I have a very close relationship to Nature.
Rattlesnakes are one of the more dangerous aspects in Nature that we must learn to live with. You can read my blog post about how I used plants (not all local, though) to help my dog heal quickly and without side effects from a rattlesnake bite last month. To be aware of and respect danger doesn’t mean we need to be afraid. (By the way, the snake only wanted to be left alone. It wasn’t until the dog tried to bite it that it responded in turn.)
Media fuels this disconnect from Nature by dramatizing the dangerous aspects of nature through hyped up weather reports, with programming designed specifically to highlight the hazardous side of nature. The most popular movies focus almost exclusively on the dangerous aspects of humans in their behavior toward each other.
Remember, we are part of Nature, too. Continue reading
You’re on your death bed, family members all around you, and suddenly you can’t see them anymore. A figure, a Native American man, is floating near the foot of your bed and he says to you, “Behold the light.” He gestures with his right hand and an opening appears. You see a community where everyone is dressed in white clothing decorated with variously-colored bands of beads. Male and female, they are happy, smiling, moving about from place to place, some working, others shopping, some having lunch together. You see a chorale harmonizing on a stage, and then a woman running into the street to save a stray dog from the wheels of a carriage. The incredible blue of the sky catches your attention, the air is fresh and clear—you can sense this from your bed. A white-haired man who seems an Elder of the man floating above your bed, appears right next to you, smiling. Extending a hand, he says, “Come, now.”
You can’t believe this is happening. You’re not an Indian! You’re a man of influence! Who are those people dressed in white? The place is beautiful but there is no conflict there. Everyone seems unnaturally peaceful. “Robots?” you think. “No, that’s not right. Something has changed in that world—they live there without conflict, as if they’re of one mind. One mind?” you ask yourself. “That’s dreadful. What about my mind? Would it disappear if I go there?”
The Elder fades and the first Native American man, still floating above the end of your bed, says, “Behold the land of struggle,” and gestures with his left hand. An opening appears and if you weren’t this very moment dying, you would leap from your bed. A T-Rex dinosaur is stepping out of that world on top of you. Continue reading