Category Archives: spiritual/metaphysical/visionary

God…in Pencil

A good Martin Luther King, Jr. Day to us all.  (a reprise from Oct. 21, 2011)

When I listen to Martin Luther King, Jr. speak, I can believe in God. There may be other times I have, but I can’t remember them specifically. In discussions about belief or not, I’ve heard people say that their personal stories have been determinant. A lot of them include hitting some emotional or spiritual bottom, and hearing a message from God, then being reborn in some state that exemplifies grace, along with which comes both a knowledge of, and a belief in, God; sort of a personal relationship.

I don’t know this place; this sort of state. Throughout the many dark nights of the soul I’ve experienced, I’ve  never found that comfort or profound communication they describe. And yet I like to say prayers. The time spent in gratitude for my life, or mindful intentionality about my place and behavior in the universe can be nourishing, and requires no belief. It’s more an acknowledgement that it feels good to be part of something larger, to be connected, even if it’s just to all the best thought-energy sailing around in my local branch of the universe. You know; a hippie version of spirituality. What I mean to say is: Whether or not I believe in God isn’t a problem for me.

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Poisonous Pedagogy and our Culture of Violence


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Rev. Osagyefo Uhuru Sekou’s Open Letter to Black Clergy

ferguson vigil

It comes via religiondispatches.org: ‘Finding Our Way to the Altar of Activism’. I hope that it moves you half as much as it does me.  My friend hfcMofo and I had been discussing black ministers advising families of killed by police urging citizens to ‘calm down, let the system work’, sometimes even to ‘stop the protests’ and even negotiating with police.  We share love for Rev. Sekou, and this morning she sent me this link.  In it, he reproaches  black clergy ‘respectability politics’, bless his heart.
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i had a dream last night…

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We Are.

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God…in Pencil

When I listen to Martin Luther King, Jr. speak, I can believe in God. There may be other times I have, but I can’t remember them specifically. In discussions about belief or not, I’ve heard people say that their personal stories have been determinant. A lot of them include hitting some emotional or spiritual bottom, and hearing a message from God, then being reborn in some state that exemplifies grace, along with which comes both a knowledge of, and a belief in, God; sort of a personal relationship.

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Visions of Oppenheimer in the Afterlife

Visions of Oppenheimer in the Afterlife

From this plane in The Afterlife it’s impossible for me to know where my essence hovers; whether it is hell or heaven…or just an in-between place I have created from my imagination.  I sense, more than see the local Universe; the tug of force from black holes almost causes a sensation at the back of my head…or what feels as though may have been my head…  The sounds that emanate from stars almost unimaginable distances away resonate inside me, providing diversion at times from the over-arching images that dwell within me like live beings.

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These Are Dark Days. We Can Get to the Light…Together

(for sadavis, with love on his birthday)

John Trudell seems intuitively to understand quantum physics and genetic memory of our ancestors contained within us; you might want to listen to the video as you read.  He is an amazing example of turning poison to medicine, and rising from the ashes as a Phoenix Poet Truthteller.

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