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OCTOBER 2003 SPIRITUAL TEACHING
While I gaze at the Pacific Northwest beauty before me, I
feel an oneness with the cedar and the mist. A joy to behold, a feeling to
cherish and the smell—fresh, alive and mysterious—but is this not also the gist
of life? I’ve always wondered why people react so negatively to an over-cast
misty morn. Does it sub-consciously vibrate their inner over-cast and possibly
darkened heart? Tomorrow may bring a sun filled view of the cedar—the darkness
is gone, the mist a memory. But what about the darkened hearts? Does the sun ever
metaphorically shine within?
Separate from nature, many walk through life as in a
bubble—possibly seeing a flower and possibly even smelling it’s beauty but with
a heart and mind separate from the truth of the flower and the experience of nature
as their home. We lock ourselves away within the protective walls of a human
made structure, spend the majority of our waking hours commuting and working
inside, separate from the rain, the sun and as the days darken, even the moon.
And for what, I ask?
Separate, separate, and separate—from our true self, our
children, and nature. Ah, the blissful vacation and don’t forget the weekends.
A vacation, possibly 10 days out of 365! Now our neighbors across the Atlantic
and Pacific do holiday—20 to 30 days. I wonder why we vacation and don’t
holiday?
Halloween, about half way between the fall equinox and
winter solstice, a time in our culture for what—trick or treat! Around the same
time, our neighbor to the south, Mexico, not tricking or treating, celebrates
the Day of the Dead—an honoring of the ancestors and the ones that have passed
over, the Northwest Coast “smoke houses” begin to open for the winter dance
season and Samhain, the Celtic Feast of the Dead marks the beginning of winter
and a honoring of the ancestors, when the veil between our world and the
Otherworld is thinnest.
Vacation and Halloween, or holiday and the Day of the Dead,
do I need to say more?
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