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The poem “Value Asks” was inspired by a friend’s sharing of Colossians 2:3 that says "in [him] are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge."

Value Asks

Value asks for a nod
confirmation of sage desires
when the treasures wait inside
sourced from sense of the divine

disregard the plaintive cries
lest they distract with torpid lies
grace implores sure resolve
guidance sought in the cause

the strongest come from inside
embracing wisdom all possess
voices asking to be heard
erudition for the soul

look to the self for truest bliss
extension of holiness
with encouragement to prevail
all that’s missing is the push.

© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20190717.

Current Mood: contemplative

The poem “Not The One” was inspired by the song “What Do You Want From Me?” by Pink Floyd.

Not The One

I'm not the one you truly need
when the want becomes a lust
for what’s beyond normality
surrogate sought by the lost

presenting signs pointing up
to the past and future both
with the tenets soaked in blood
bruises black from wheel’s turn

no matter what I seem to say
look away from the pit
even as the sirens wail
from the shoals of whispered pain

there’s wisdom latent in the dark
camouflaged by assumptions
a forecast I must dissuade
unless you wish to lose your way

words conveyed from time’s past
murmurs of significance
should be view with mistrust
if those who lead are still lost

answers become the currency
consider where you may spend
what’s suspect with due warning
I’m not the one you truly need.

© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20180503.

Current Mood: contemplative

“Everyone Knows” was inspired by the certitude of pundits. I tried to share that a diverse world accommodates a multitude of sincerely held beliefs. They may conflict, but that is explained by the difference of life experiences. One size does not fit all.

Everyone Knows

‘Everyone knows’ is the lie
Satan’s words echoed forth
from the mouths of loud pundits
and the dogma put down in books
surety is the dead end
when applied to all of man
in this realm the trap is set
for the souls who will not grow.

Ignorance is the sole boon
of the wise man seeking truth
in this gap they will find
the path beyond a lack of love
disabused of certitude
still they grasp more than most
there are those who revel in
a single point in span of faith.

They’ll believe the cruelest lies
issuing forth from their mouths
assurance given to the flock
seeking footing for beliefs
stamped in stone, this is assured
even as the sand crumbles
the finest dust becomes the page
sporting words that blow away.

You could ask me how I know this
beliefs that seem to appear
the same as what I condemn
this is my answer in retrospect
I’ve seen a world of that exists
more diverse than most could know
with purity of sureness held
distributed to God’s children.

The surest measure of their gift
is belief in themselves
without the need to harm the world
especially when thoughts diverge
‘everyone knows’ is only true
if it’s applied to heal world
holding each to find their way
in erudite enlightenment.

© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20180115.

Current Mood: contemplative

A friend asked about finding Peace. I looked through my past blogs and found a rather long one about seeking what others values. It cut the original blog entry down in size. The blog entry struck me as a statement about peace because seeking value in the uncomfortable and foreign is not a sure recipe for peace, but it does truly connects us with the world in a way that trumps temporary peace..

I found some real quotation gems in the thirty-fifth chapter of the latest Harry Potter book. The wise Dumbledore said:

"And his knowledge remained woefully incomplete, Harry! That which Voldermort does not value, he takes no trouble to comprehend."

Dumbledore's quote is an indictment of Voldermort and a challenge to all. The challenge is great with enormous pitfalls present. Some believe that casting value on things outside of their immediate experience will cheapen those things that already are held to be valuable. This fear seems to have at least two sources. The first is dilution, that value placed amongst multiple places will less the value on the places originally thought to have value. There is a challenge here. The integrity and soul of an individual must be large enough to reach out to more and not dilute the things they hold to be valuable. The other fear is that seeing other things to have value will cast the original things of value in a place of disrepute or wrongness. This is a valid fear if a person cannot accept the paradoxes of life, that things can have the same truth and still be at odds with each other. Especially rigid people will embrace both fears. These dogmatic people, seeing great value in only the things they hold dear and nothing else, will have little ability to comprehend others who differ even slightly.

The lack of comprehension is addressed by seeing value in those things that defy comprehension. Fears of failure must be overcome as values are placed on things outside of comfortable boundaries. Larger truths, sometimes masquerading as complex paradoxes, are available to those who see the worth of contrary or alien states. The valuing of these states removes the gulfs. A respect borne of acknowledging a different value is always possible. The highest goal is a binding of people when value of others leads to a full comprehension of who they are and what they believe in. The knowledge waiting there is incredible, better than any insular form of knowledge or magic. Dumbledore speaks to this as he concludes,

"Of house-elves and children's tales, of love, loyalty, and innocence, Voldermort knows and understands nothing. Nothing. That they have a power beyond his own, a power beyond the reach of any magic, is a truth he has never grasped."

Current Mood: contemplative

Near death experiences are great for sharing the wisdom of the moment. I had one of those this week. In this case death was change and the near part was real. I avoided big change, and in the process I saw better my immediate life. I suppose I have to thank the guidance that's embraced me. Tis a cool thing!

I seem to be suffering from age elitism. Why? A FB friend pointed us to a blog entry entitled "What SEXY-CONSCIOUSLY AWAKE Women NEED and DON’T WANT from MEN". It is a long blog entry written by a twenty-three year old woman. Insightful and sharing? Yes, absolutely. BUT... yeah, there is the but. It has that ring that I am associating with people who are wise before their time, and their wisdom smells of spiritual one-up-manship. Sadly this is just be the three fingers pointing back at me.

OK... let's explore this. This seems to be an exhaustive reflection on awakening women not needing weak men. She defines awakened women as:

we (awakened women) have evolved through enormous effort and courage to confront the tumultuous waters of our own emotional landscape and social conditioning. Women like us are not entitled or self righteous, we are confident and love ourselves. Don’t mistake self-love and self-care for selfish. Women like us are not selfish, we just have boundaries, and we trust our intuition.

I can buy that! This would be my definition of any spiritually awakened person. Cool.

What is the polar opposite of the awakened woman? Emotionally crippled men are. The blog states:

Emotionally stunted MEN are an epidemic in our culture. A lot of these emotionally stunted guys have awesome personalities, cause they’re cool in every other way than how they choose to deal with their emotions.

Ok. I can buy that too. The author further states the danger signs of emotionally stunted men and gives them ways that they can improve. Her final words are pretty powerful:

Right now, I’m pioneering a path to empower a new breed of women. Women who can stand in their power and be enough for themselves, so that they stop hurting themselves unintentionally. Men will always be a problem, they’re men, but I think that the heart of a woman’s issues is her own worth. If you stop looking outside of yourself and start looking at how you create your reality you have to ask yourself what you are and aren’t willing to put up with?

No man on this planet is worth half the heart ache you feel. The right ones take care of you and don’t fuck with you and you need to gravitate toward those kinds of men with all your heart. If you don’t know when to trust yourself or how to trust yourself and love yourself to choose better, ask yourself these 3 things:

1). Do I feel good about myself around this person?

2). Does this person serve my highest good?

3). Does this person treat me with respect and compassion?

If you answer NO to any of these questions: GET THE FUCK OUT!

Wow... I can respect that. OK. Time for me to man up. I do seem to be suffering from elitism. Kelly Marceau hit some nails on the head and I respect her for that. I am fortunate that I've found an awakened woman who puts up with me and my struggle to become less emotionally stunted! I also have some fabo women friends online and in person (or both!) who kick spiritual butt so I am blessed for sure. Lucky me!

I am reading H.G. Wells book "In the Days of the Comet". A summary of the book from Amazon says:

A provocative novel by H.G. Wells. In the midst of a world war, the tail of a comet brushes the atmosphere of earth, causing everyone to lose consciousness for a few hours. When the world awakens, everyone has an expanded understanding of the meaning of things. The war is quickly ended; a new utopia is created; even crime is reduced to near zero. What caused the transformation--or was there one?

At this point in my reading the text is a coming-of-age story focused on a strident youth who is rebelling against an apparently corrupt world. One passage spoke to the relative wisdom of age. I found it both humorous and sad:

In that time of muddle and obscurity people were overtaken by needs and toil and hot passions before they had a chance to even a year or so of clear thinking; they settled down to an intense and strenuous application to some partial be immediate and hardened into narrow ways. Few women remained capable of a new idea after five and twenty, few men after thirty-one or two. Discontent with the thing that existed was regarded as immoral, it was certainly an annoyance, and the protest against it, the only effort against the universal tendency in all human institutions to thicken and clog, to work loosely and badly, to rust and weaken towards catastrophes, came from the young--the crude unmerciful young. (page 33 of Berkley Highland Edition)

How many times have we felt this same sentiment in our lives, and what of the reality that followed the heated passion of conviction?

( In the Woods by the Mill )

Current Mood: contemplative

I found some real quotation gems in the thirty-fifth chapter of the latest Harry Potter book. The wise Dumbledore said:

"And his knowledge remained woefully incomplete, Harry! That which Voldermort does not value, he takes no trouble to comprehend."

I find this quotation to be the heart of explaining many of the world's woes. We are all Voldermorts in our own ways. There is a place where people just don't seek to understand others. The resulting actions are callous, cold, and seemingly heartless. When confronted, the people proclaim that they do seek rightness in the world. The objects of their abuse are viewed as unworthy, unreasonable, or just wrong. I believe the root cause of this behavior is a lack of comprehension.

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The lack of comprehension is addressed by seeing value in those things that defy comprehension. Fears of failure must be overcome as values are placed on things outside of comfortable boundaries. Larger truths, sometimes masquerading as complex paradoxes, are available to those who see the worth of contrary or alien states. The valuing of these states removes the gulfs. A respect borne of acknowledging a different value is always possible. The highest goal is a binding of people when value of others leads to a full comprehension of who they are and what they believe in. The knowledge waiting there is incredible, better than any insular form of knowledge or magic. Dumbledore speaks to this as he concludes,

"Of house-elves and children's tales, of love, loyalty, and innocence, Voldermort knows and understands nothing. Nothing. That they have a power beyond his own, a power beyond the reach of any magic, is a truth he has never grasped."

Current Mood: contemplative

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Entries tagged with wisdom

Poem - Value Asks

Poem - Not The One

Poem - Everyone Knows

Peace, Knowledge and Comprehension

The Wisdom of Near Death Experiences

My Personal Blind Spot

Passion and Wisdom

Comprehension Through Valuing