Anything is Possible!

With Hope, Faith, and Perseverance


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Great Spirit

SOC winner 2017

Today’s Stream of Consciousness prompt is “reservation.” It’s got me in a serious mood for the moment. I’m thinking about American Indians in the US being pushed aside and forced to live on reservations. In my high school English class we had to read, Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee. I’m glad we did because we need to know what happened.   There are a couple of horrible scenes from that book that remain with me these 44 years later. How can it be that long? How can it be that what happened on the Trail of Tears is not talked about much anymore in the news. Yes, it’s history. But that is where my mind is going. It was such an injustice. Poverty and hardship still weigh heavily on the natives of my country. I am sorry.

Reservations can be made for something better. A better world may come if we create it. If we can. And we can, because anything is possible. Sometimes I want to hide and sometimes I want to change the world in small ways, making ripples of hope and kindness. I can get caught up in looking for log cabins in the mountains to reserve for escape. I suppose we need balance – working to make things better and taking care of ourselves – are both necessary.

Singing helps me. Years ago, I learned some Native American chants in a meditation class. I found this one in my beloved Earth Prayers book later. This is how I learned it:

Where we sit is holy

Holy is the ground

Forest, Mountain, River

Listen to the sound.

Great Spirit circle

All around us.

Holy is the ground. Let us reserve and preserve the forest, mountains, and rivers in the way our Creator made them. Creator, Great Spirit, God, Goddess – I believe they are all the same. Let us find our common ground for that is holy. Our common ground can save us. Great Spirit circle all around us.

 

For more Streams of Consciousness, please visit:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/06/15/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-june-16-18

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The’,” or simply a single word to get your started.

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours. Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!


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A “Christian, Libertarian, Environmentalist, Capitalist, Lunatic Farmer”

“We need to actually come alongside God as his hands and his feet as we interact and care-take this gift of a beautiful blue planet.”   __ Joel Salatin

I recently discovered Joel Salatin, a self-described “Christian, libertarian, environmentalist, capitalist, lunatic farmer.” While I don’t believe everything he believes (who does?) and I’m still a vegetarian (mostly),  I appreciate how he thinks outside traditional boxes. I applaud his efforts as a pioneer for compassionate stewardship and a healthier planet.

 

For further reading:

“Behold the Glory of Pigs”

Nature if Sacred Stuff


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One-Liner Wednesday: Dogs in Heaven

Rainbow Bridge

 

God will prepare everything for our perfect happiness in heaven, and if it takes my dog being there, I believe he’ll be there.

Rev. Billy Graham

Since I volunteer most Wednesday mornings, I don’t usually participate in One-Liner Wednesday. But every now and then, I find something that floats my boat.  I know Rev. Graham is receiving a grand welcome in heaven, and I bet his dogs are there, too. Mine will be, too. I’m counting on it.
(The rainbow photo is from Pixabay. I thought it looked like the rainbow bridge.)
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Forward Momentum

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The snowflakes looked pretty at first making us think we could make it to Lexington that night. When the snow got thicker, I started looking for something closer as my son drove.

Plenty of truckers braved the storm. Following behind threw more snow and salt on our windshield, so we passed with care. Fear reached for me through eyes involuntarily drawn to the trucks as we passed. My mind imagined them drifting into our lane, thinking, what if the driver doesn’t see us…?

passing a truck closer

( I didn’t think about getting pictures til the trip home.)

 

I knew that wasn’t helping, that I had to get control of my thoughts. I remembered, “What you focus on gets bigger,” and shifted my focus forward. On the next pass, I forced my eyes to stay in our lane, on the road in front of us, beyond the truck.  I prayed, Angels make our path clear and safe. I felt their energy like streams of  light on each side of us, inside and outside the car, moving forward with us. For a few seconds, the car felt weightless. The tension was erased. Instead of fear, I felt courage and slightly exhilarated. All because I shifted my focused to where I wanted to go.  And because of the angels.

 

We stopped in Richmond, Kentucky for the night and made it to Indianapolis the next day. Now, we are home safe. And now, I know how to pass a truck, how to pass anything: Call the angels and focus forward. 

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Still, I think I’ll stay home for a while.

 

 

 


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Hopi Elder Speaks

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I’ve been holding on to this message from the Hopi elder, waiting for the right time.

This feels like a good time.

“You have been telling the people that this is the Eleventh Hour, now you must go back and tell the people that this is the Hour.  And there are things to be considered . . .

Where are you living?
What are you doing?
What are your relationships?
Are you in right relation?
Where is your water?
Know your garden.
It is time to speak your Truth.
Create your community.
Be good to each other.
And do not look outside yourself for the leader.”

Then he clasped his hands together, smiled, and said, “This could be a good time!”

“There is a river flowing now very fast.  It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid.  They will try to hold on to the shore.   They will feel they are torn apart and will suffer greatly.

“Know the river has its destination.  The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above water.   And I say, see who is in there with you and celebrate.  At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally, Least of all ourselves.  For the moment that we do,  our spiritual growth and journey comes to a halt.

“The time for the lone wolf is over.  Gather yourselves!  Banish the word struggle from you attitude and your vocabulary.  All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.

“We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.”

— attributed to an unnamed Hopi elder

Hopi Nation, Oraibi, Arizona

The river is moving fast for me this week. I’m getting ready for a trip to see my grandchildren, heading into a bit of weather maybe, so prayers are welcome.  I’ll be driving to the NC mountains to pick up my son, then it’s on to Indianapolis. My son will be doing most of the driving. He reminded me he has ten years of experience driving in snow.

Angels, make our way clear and safe.

Sometimes, I’d rather be the lone wolf, staying close to home. But when I look around and see who is with me on this journey,  I see magic and meaning.  A decade ago, when my son was in his early twenties, he was physically and emotionally distant. For one year, he barely talked to me. Now, we enjoy each other’s company. I look forward to our time together.

Love still flourishes. Love carries the best kind of courage.

I feel a pull that I sometimes resist, but I’m going with it now, to the middle of the river where the water runs deep.  I remember that I’m a good swimmer and at home in the water.  It’s time to celebrate like a breaching whale, to keep my eyes open, my head above water, and let my heart go with the flow.

New River via VA State Parks

All waters – rivers, oceans, rain, and snow – have much in common. Just as we are more alike than different. It is time for each of us to find our sacred way and to see that our rivers connect.

Everyone belongs.


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Muslim volunteers help so Christians can attend Church on Christmas Eve

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Salem United Church of Christ normally provides meals and shelter every Sunday night for homeless women and children. But since Christmas eve was on a Sunday, they didn’t know how they’d be able to attend Christmas Eve church and meet their usual rotation in the BEDS plus homeless program. When the pastor shared this dilemma with an interfaith association, Karen Danielson, of the Bridgeview Mosque Foundation offered the services of Muslim volunteers.

This story demonstrates one more example of how we are stronger together:

http://www.chicagotribune.com/suburbs/daily-southtown/news/ct-sta-muslims-help-christians-christmas-eve-st-1224-20171221-story.html


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The Box of Salvation

 

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If I stay quiet,

Don’t rock the boat,

Will they think I agree

And never know

I’m not part of their

Exclusive club of condemnation

With all the right answers?

But if I judge the judgers,

Am I a judger, too?

What’s that, God?

The bottom line is

To lean into,

Hold on to, and

Share the L O V E of Jesus.

We are all part of creation

All loved by the same

God of different names.

Even the judgers.

How big is the box of salvation?

Is it big enough for all of us?

Is it made of concrete?

Is it a box or a cage?

Or  could it be a sphere

Safe and warm

With soft openings

For everyone?

 

heart puzzle from pixabay