First Tim Russert…now George Carlin. What’s going on here? What’s the Universe trying to tell us? Could it be that each day might be your last? What if that were true?
Clue: It is.
I don’t care how healthy you are, you could get hit by a bus. You have no way of knowing when your last day will be. You have only Now…this moment, right Now…to answer life’s single question: Who Am I?
My wonderful life partner, poet m.Claire, offers us this answer…
I am a precious occurrence.
And I don’t have long.
You, are a precious occurrence.
And as long as you think you have
you don’t have long.
Too much time is being wasted
running
from face to face
saying, “Tell me my name.”
*
If you don’t yet know it
or if you’ve forgotten,
then become still; go within
and answer it.
*
You, are a Precious Occurrence:
Tell Us Your Name.
‘Precious Occurrence’ – m. Claire
(Copyright 2007 – All Rights Reserved)
And I don’t have long.
You, are a precious occurrence.
And as long as you think you have
you don’t have long.
Too much time is being wasted
running
from face to face
saying, “Tell me my name.”
*
If you don’t yet know it
or if you’ve forgotten,
then become still; go within
and answer it.
*
You, are a Precious Occurrence:
Tell Us Your Name.
‘Precious Occurrence’ – m. Claire
(Copyright 2007 – All Rights Reserved)
You are right, my Other…we don’t have much time.
A weekend ago George Carlin was on stage, performing at the Orleans Casino and Hotel in Las Vegas. One weekend later, he is gone.
George had a history of heart trouble. He went to St. John’s Health Center in Santa Monica yesterday afternoon complaining of chest pain. He died, with perfect symmetry, at 5:55 p.m. I don’t know if he had a chance to even know what was going on. I mean, that he was living his last moments. I don’t know if I’m living mine. So I guess the best I can do is act as if I am.
I look at the spectrum of life, not just that which is before me in my own, but also that which is presently here and coming up behind me…the children of our future… mine, yours, and ours collectively. I wonder…Is there something more of me to give than I have offered thus far? Is there something within me that has been unspoken to or about the children and our future that would serve the world for me to speak?
More important, is there a part of me that I have not fully expressed within? Have I reached as high as I can reach in compassion, in humility, in caring and sensitivity for others, in loving without condition, in accepting others even with their “faults” (of which there are none), in embracing difficult circumstances, in making everyone around me — everyone — feel safe?
We are all perfect just the way we are – but I am sure there is something left, something more, that’s yet to be realized within me. I wish I could be better. Nicer. Not so darned self-serving. Not so selfish.
As I ponder this, I realize that one of the greatest things that I can do for the future of humanity, one of my unfinished songs, is the teaching of humanity’s children about the messages that came through the Conversations with God books. The platform I have created to support this teaching is the School of the New Spirituality.
SNS is working feverishly to develop wonderfully exciting spiritual resources to assist parents, families and educators in teaching youth about how to understand and live New Spirituality principles.
SNS has recently established a monthly online Spiritual Parenting Newsletter which serves to educate, support and connect parents with articles, resources, tips and advice. The price has been purposely kept low in consideration of high gas prices and a soft economy. SNS offers you a low introductory price of only $12 for an annual subscription – that’s just $1 a month – but the price will go up to $15 after June 30th, so if you have an interest in learning more about parenting based on the messages in Conversations with God, you may want to subscribe now. This affordable price serves to allow as many people as possible to create and participate in a growing spiritual parenting community.
This community starts with the newsletter, but will grow to be so much more because you’re collectively going to have a part in it. Together, we are creating a spiritual grassroots movement…a revolution you might say… that intends to set aside stale thoughts and belief systems as we mold a future of peace and joy.
If you haven’t done so yet, I highly encourage you to visit the School of the New Spirituality to take a look at what it is doing. I’d also like to suggest that you add your name to the growing list of people who wish to stay connected and involved in the New Spirituality wildfire that’s spreading across the globe.
You’ll be hearing more about the work of The School of the New Spirituality in this space every so often, as I consider it to be one of the most important independent spiritual/social/political movements of this first quarter of the 21st Century.
And now, I am — would you believe this? It’s true — off to the hospital this morning for some tests. I, you see, also have “a history of heart trouble.” Last week it caused me to cancel my entire summer schedule of events. We’re going to do a blood draw this morning, and an EKG, and some other stuff…
I want to live to be 90. There is so much more I want to do…and way, way more that I want to Be.
How about you? Have we had enough “warnings” these past two weeks? Are we ready now to get serious about what we’re doing here, and how we’re doing it? How many more red flags do we need?
So join me in trying very hard today to live our Highest Self. And let’s join, too, in sending up a prayer, all good thoughts and sweet energies, for our good friend George. He brought us much laughter, and insight, too, into our human condition. Thank you, George. See you soon.
All of us will see you soon. As my precious Em would say…
…as long as you think you have
you don’t have long.
Too much time is being wasted
running
from face to face
saying, “Tell me my name.”
*
If you don’t yet know it
or if you’ve forgotten,
then become still; go within
and answer it.
*
You, are a Precious Occurrence:
Tell Us Your Name.
…as long as you think you have
you don’t have long.
Too much time is being wasted
running
from face to face
saying, “Tell me my name.”
*
If you don’t yet know it
or if you’ve forgotten,
then become still; go within
and answer it.
*
You, are a Precious Occurrence:
Tell Us Your Name.
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