Race Riots

I'd like to think of myself as a pretty decent human being. I keep my lawn mowed, raise my kids, and go to work every day. I'm a good husband to one woman. I donate my time and my treasure to the organizations and people I believe in. I try to help people where I can. 

But, here's the deal: 

If you hit me, as much as I might try to turn the other cheek, I might hit you back. If you hit me repeatedly after I've told you you're hurting me, that likelihood goes up.

If you target my children, my friends, my family, the likelihood of me hitting back becomes greater still.

If you kill my children, well ... God knows what I might do.

If you hold my head under water long enough, I'm going to become violent trying to escape.

You would, too, and if you have any sense at all, you know it.

If you make someone sufficiently angry and hopeless, particularly if they're young and male, they're going to flip the table and burn the world down. This is well documented sociology. 

It's human nature. It's not good. It's not bad. It's not any other value judgement you'd like to place on it. It simply *IS*.

Kindness

I remember listening to the story of a woman who received a diagnosis of terminal cancer.

She was stunned. 

She spoke of the rage that welled up within her at the utter unfairness of it, and of a bottomless and permeating despair.

How could she live what remained of her life? How could she face the day? How could she put one foot in front of the other for what remained of her journey? 
The epiphany came, she related, in bringing to mind these words from the leader of her spiritual order:  In all circumstances, be kind.

That was her path forward. 

That's amazing to me.

In that moment, this brave, beautiful woman has cancer. She's going to die soon. Soon. What is she going to do?

She is going to strive at all times to remember the suffering of others, and to be kind.

She is going to be kind to the people who give her chemo.

She is going to be kind to people who are uncomfortable around her because her mortality frightens them. 

She is going to be kind to people who hurt her.

She is going to be kind to people who are hurting *with* her.

Most of all, she is going to be kind to those precious people who fail in their attempts to be strong for her, because they are already beginning to mourn her, even as she lingers.

Even in the depths of despair, through tears and pain, as this precious human life is taken from her in a way that is as unspeakably senseless as it is bewildering and cruel ...

She is going to remember the suffering of others.

She is going to make effort to reduce their suffering.

She is going to be kind. 

I was utterly blown away by this.

This saint is several years gone, now. But I believe, in the manner of her passing, she set an example for how you and I should live.

It's so easy to look at the outrages around us and to despair. 

It's so easy to become focused on our own suffering and to lash out. 

It's so easy to become frustrated or emotionally exhausted - "weary in well-doing." 

But, my prayer is, no matter what may happen, and as Almighty God gives me strength; may I in all things remember the suffering of others. 

May I always remember to be kind.

#myreligioniskindness

If I were a black man.

White friends: I get it. You didn't own any slaves. As far as you know, your ancestors didn't own any slaves.
It's weird to you that statues matter so much.

Imagine with me being a black man, for a moment. You're walking into a court-room, both the symbol and implementation of "justice" in your land, and you have to walk past the statue of a general who QUITE LITERALLY FOUGHT A WAR to keep you enslaved. What message must that be sending?

If we care about our black brothers and sisters at all, it's time to temper southern pride with a little bit of southern repentance.

Ron Reagan famously said, "Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall."

I agree completely with what Krauthammer says about "the original sin of slavery" in this video.

The hue and cry of American citizens who suffered under STATE-MANDATED oppression until the end of the 1960's is that it has been long enough. The message is: "Mr. President, tear down these statues."

I don't have to like it. I don't have to get it. I have to be empathetic enough: no, HUMAN enough,to understand their desire to put an end to this symbology, and this REALITY.

If that means taking down statues, fine.
If that means changing who's on the dollar bill, fine.

We must acknowledge the original sin of slavery in this country,and we must finally take steps to genuinely turn from that legacy.

If I were the devil (in answer to Paul Harvey)

If I were the devil, I'd convince the church that government is bad, and get them saying let's not feed the hungry or care for the sick, in Jesus name, amen. If I were the devil I would convince the church that greed is good and, despite what the bible says, it will ultimately be better for everyone if we convert "woe to you rich" to trickle-down economics. If I were the devil I would have preachers preaching that men should be allowed to rape the earth and poison their fellow men for love of filthy lucre, and standing idols of conservative politics in their very sanctuaries, until small government politics is literally preached as if it were the gospel of Jesus Christ, and Christians were doing horrible things like cutting food stamps and abandoning the working poor, and abandoning the exiles and sending the least of these packing back to where they came from.

And they'd be doing it motivated precisely by their strong desire to be good.

If I were the devil I would make up down and left right until Christians were the ones resisting the effort to expand healthcare access to workers and Christians are the ones who demand expanded military an contracted education and Christians were the ones who elect, as the most powerful person in the world, a man famous for not paying those he owns money, married 3 times; a serial philanderer and the first man to put a strip club in a casino. A self-confessed molester of women and attempted home-wrecker.

If I were the devil, I'd do it exactly like he's doing it, right now...

Forgiveness

I see many people struggling to forgive an move on.
This, for me, has been the key to forgiving.  It's not easy, and it's not quick.  It's a process.  Your mileage may vary:

Various religions and approaches are not the point.
The point is to spend time in quiet, without effort.
Observe the thoughts that arise on their own (not the hey, my back itches, but the he's incompetent and taking me down, or she really hurt me, or even the fears and fantasies ) and then work to understand those thoughts. 

Those thoughts are YOU.

You won't like what you see, because you're not nearly as good as you imagine.  You've got power issues.  You've got control issues.  You don't follow the standards of purity and love and kindness that you expect of others. 

It's important to place no value judgements - you'll never get through it if you view it as good or bad, for now, it simply IS.

So, how does this help with forgiveness?
In time, you'll come to see yourself for what you really are, in the brutal, honest light of reality, rather than what you want to be, or colored by delusions, intentions, and preconceptions.

Seeing yourself clearly in this way will allow you to see other people for what they are rather than what you want them to be, or think they should be.

When you see others clearly, forgiving them becomes at first easy, and ultimately unnecessary.  They simply ARE.  People are neither fundamentally good, nor fundamentally bad; people are fundamentally people, driven by impulses both benevolent and selfish, using gifts and overcoming challenges, and trying to get through their day.

Kindness

I was listening to someone lecture about a friend who had received a diagnosis of cancer.
Her friend recounted feeling stunned, and being stricken by the senselessness of it. 
Her friend talked about the rage that welled up within her at the utter unfairness of it, and of a bottomless and permeating despair.

The story continues that, in trying to navigate this path, she had, at some point, a sort of what-would-Jesus-do moment. 

The epiphany came as her friend recalled words from the leader of her spiritual order: 

In all situations, be kind.

She has cancer. She's going to die. Soon. What is she going to do?

She is going to strive at all times to be kind.

She is going to be kind to the people who give her chemo.
She is going to be kind to people who are uncomfortable around her because of her diagnosis and her mortality. 
She is going to be kind to people who hurt her.
She is going to be kind to people who are hurting *with* her.
Most of all, whe is going to be kind to those precious people who fail in their attempts to be strong for her, because are already beginning to mourn her, even as she lingers with them in her last days on earth.
Even in the depths of despair, even through the tears and pain, even as this precious human life is taken from her in a way that is unspeakably senseless and bewildering cruel ...

She is going to remember the suffering of others.
She is going to try to reduce their suffering.
She is going to be kind. 

This saint is several years gone, now. But I believe, in her manner of leaving us, she set an example to be followed.

It's so easy to look at the outrages around us and to despair. It's so easy to become focused on our own suffering. It's so easy to become emotionally exhausted - "weary in well-doing." 

But, my prayer is, no matter what befall, and as Almighty God gives me strength; may I in all things remember to be kind.

#myreligioniskindness

"Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world." James 1:27

My entire life has been a spiritual journey. I've made a lot of mistakes, and taken a lot of dead ends paths along the way. I've been an idiot and looked foolish. But, I've learned.

(As the song says, ♪ ♪ ♪ "I promise you I will learn from my mistakes."♪ ♪ ♪ )

Here's what I think I've learned:

1 - Dogma doesn't matter. Speculation about heaven and hell and nirvana and reincarnation and immortality are born of our animal nature, which wants to categorize, organize, and predict.

2 - Guilt is not useful. Again, it's born of our animal, social nature. Wanna see guilt? Look at a dog that got caught tearing up the trash. Guilt does not bring us to the divine, excepting in those rare conditions where it inspires actual change. (I've seen this almost never)

3 - Judgement, of ourselves or others, is counter-productive. It creates separation where there should be oneness. Someone worse than me? Someone better than me? Separation. I'm not what I should be? Unrealistic and destructive.

The only practical path forward involves a regular practice, patience, and tolerance (for ourselves and others).

Regular Practice:

No one would expect to walk into a gym, pick up a dumb bell, put it back down, and look like Arnold in his prime. And yet the church I grew up in told us that we would kneel at an alter, say a prayer, and walk away *CHANGE-DAH*. No. It's great for making you want-to-want-to, but not for effecting real, internal change.

A regular practice is essential. You hit the gym every day. You grow and change. You learn. Your practice becomes more elaborate and effective, and your body and mind more conditioned to accept it.

The spiritual practice is the same. It must be done every day. It must be focused. If you're a Christian, read your bible and pray. If you're a Buddhist, read Holy Sutra, recite and meditate. If you're Taoist, do your standing meditation, your sitting meditation, your taiji forms, and read each day from the Taoist cannon.

They're all working on the same pathways. They're all working on the same intellect. They're all working on the same emotions and with the same ego. They're all working for the same goals.

What is important is this: DO. YOUR. PRACTICE. TODAY!!!

Patience:

As stated, you will rarely see great change overnight. The changes come slowly, over time, with regular practice. At some point, you will find that it's not that you want-to-want-to be generous, but you are generous. It's not that you want-to-want-to be kind, but you are kind. It's not that you want-to-want-to avoid harming others, you are just all about not harming others.

To get there, though, requires patience because ...

Tolerance:

... it's not going to happen overnight, and you're going to have to put up with a lot of failures along the way.

But, over time, you begin to find that your vision is more clear, your emotions are more in check, your generosity has increased, your genuine sense of affection for your fellows is vastly improved, you're not as growly, you're more at peace with life's difficulties, challenges, and changes, and you're more tolerant of the foibles of others.

This is the spiritual path.