Raindrops and Grass Roots II

14 03 2017

Note to self…

Self, you are a blade of grass, in the whole scheme of things. Thinking about the vast universe, galaxies, our solar system, our little earth in that solar system, the pinpoint that is you…

Yet, make no mistake, here, in YOUR universe, YOU are important to all the other life around you—in your home, your family, your community, state, nation, people in developing and developed nations—in this amazing created garden you call home.

What a paradox! [paradox-a seemingly absurd or self-contradictory statement or proposition that when investigated or explained may prove to be well founded or true.] How can I be both so tiny, seemingly insignificant, yet so unique, valued and important?

I told you last time! But, given the trends in this garden we call home, it bears repeating. Each other. Community. I will give you a “demonstration” of the lesson from nature; the human blades of grass and what they can do when they come together.

The world-wide demonstrations the day after the US elections: Millions of people in dozens of countries declared the messages of hope, mutual support and unity.

One person + one sign = 1 blade of grass

1 million persons + 1 million signs = a vast field holding the earth in its roots, refusing to let it erode.

1 person + 1 post on social media = 1 drop of rain

1 million persons + 1 million comments of unity and encouragement = a powerful flood capable of washing away the trash of lies and bitterness and leaving behind the freshness of positivity and caring.

DON’T BE TRIPPED UP, SELF, BY MISUSING THE “EAT, DRINK AND BE MERRY, FOR TOMORROW WE DIE” ATTITUDE! Yes, it appears in the same Scripture book as the blades of grass thought. It is not applicable here. It is found in the chapter titled “Lamentations.” The destructive forces around us, spiritual and temporal, would love it if you do not root yourself and grow.

What if half the blades of grass didn’t come out? What if there was only a brief shower of public comments? What if only one blade of grass appeared or one raindrop rained?

A judge who refused to retreat to his home and party today, die tomorrow, halted the immigration ban, supported by people and states who followed suit.  Thousands of demonstrators over months called attention to the issues surrounding the Dakota Access Pipelines, and continue to do so.

Yes, you are a single blade of grass, a drop of rain. But never, NEVER say “I’m only”! When a voice (lying, destructive voice) in your head whispers that to you, just speak back to that voice, “YOU ARE LYING. HERE IS PROOF.” Say, “I AM meant to be a part of one grand larger field, flood, world!”

A world in which we need each other to be fully—and uniquely—who we are and who and where we were meant to be.

Love, YourSelf

Thanks. I needed that.





Raindrops of Revelation

17 12 2015

I’ve been asking God lots of questions lately with Hanukkah, the Christmas season, the strife in the world and all.

While decorating my Christmas tree, I was trying to explain to my sweet and inquiring non-Christian houseguest the history of my Christmas traditions.  The evergreen Christmas tree, symbolizing new life.  Candles in the dark of winter for hope of light to come.  By the time I finished and answered a few “Why?” questions as best I could, I felt I  hadsucceeded in describing a new religion which  borrowed pagan rituals and adapted them to this new experience and belief. We changed old practices, rituals and celebrations, and adapted them to fit this new revelation.   But I was not pleased with my answer.

What light?  What hope?  What new life?

I imagine we all wonder about different elements of the amazing, mysterious Christmas story!  Virgin birth in a stable, angels appearing to shepherds; learned, wealthy sky-watchers following a new star.  Wonder-full facts worthy of awe, wondrous mysteries for pondering.

“Heaven and Nature Sing!” the Christmas carol, “Joy to the World,” declares.  Creation shows the character of its Creator.  It is a concrete ever-present fact and sustainer of our lives, one we can taste and see.  I walk outside and feel the raindrops.  I smell the freshness after the showers.  They eventually make up oceans of water!  Making sense of it all–putting words and coherent thoughts to the contents of an ocean of mystery–is impossible to me.  Yet, we are blessed with raindrops of understanding.  What we can handle, what we can grasp.  We react differently, but we all see and receive the rain.  We all drink water for life.  There are facts we can grasp, oceans of mystery we can ponder and explore.

Jesus, whose amazing birth is celebrated on Christmas, walked this earth.  He lived and taught in Israel.  Josephus, the Jewish historian records this fact, as does the Christian Bible.  The Bible book of John, referring to Jesus says:  “Everything was created through him;
    nothing—not one thing!—
    came into being without him.
What came into existence was Life,
    and the Life was Light to live by.”  John 1:3-5, The Message.

Are you both, Creator?  Angel-announced?  Mary-borne? Poor and born in a stable?  Human, like me?  Angels, shepherds, Magi.  So many mysteries!  It would take an eternity to discover and grasp them all!   I will focus for this Christmas, with joy and gratitude, wonder and awe, on the raindrops.

 Perhaps you don’t celebrate Christmas as I do, with evergreen trees and candles and gifts, time with family, love and feasting: or as people around the world do, each with their own traditions.  For you I wish that you see the spirit of love and welcome, gratitude and generosity, and the wonder of awe at great mysteries, and that they touch you with hope and peace.

Merry Christmas to you, dear Reader, to All!