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The Singularity of Oneness

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 It's well past midnight and the television is playing something from the Meditative Mind on YouTube. My mind has entered into introspective and prospective mode that is somewhere it has not gone for many months. So, I feel compelled to write.  I'll start with the events of the past few days. I have been in a lot of pain due to the withdrawal of the cancer medication and its reappearance after the extraction of my few remaining teeth. Not having teeth leaves me with a limited types of foods to ingest.  These are oatmeal, grits, mash potatoes ice cream and anything soft that does not require chewing. That is a boring gastronomical experience. The pain interrupts my sleep. All of the physical discomfort, I used to request my soul to leave this particular body. Sometimes this request was done in tears and with some self-pity. The answer was always the same as it has been since I began this phase of my earth journey three years ago. No, there is more work this body has to do ...

Karma's Hand

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  Fani in Atlanta, Tishia in New York and Tanya in Washington D C, these  are the Black Women Karma is holding in Its timely hand to fulfill Its immediate purpose of correcting the curve in the road of America's Democracy and restoring balance in the forward march to the multi-cultural, multi racial, prosperous society, which is the intent of America's founding. The balance comes in the form of accountability and reckoning to the one man who has become the glaring symbol of our collective imbalance. What does this have to do with Human Spirituality you may ask? Answer. Everything. We humans are Spiritual Beings with an earthly purpose. That purpose is to harmonize our relationship with the planet and all of its inhabitants, including ourselves.  We lost our way and the man who is experiencing the hand of Karma is the outward display of the correction that is underway. Give ourselves a pat on the back and have a celebration for the grand correction we've made. The Pho...

The Smells of the Earth

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  Yesterday, in the early afternoon I managed to get outside of the house. That may not sound as an achievement to some who come and go whenever they want to ou, or with very little notice of this feat.  But to me it was a great overcoming. So much so, that while in the midst of this grand accomplishment, I texted a friend to woller in the glory of it all. I opened the back door and stepped out on the patio and sat on the bench that was a few steps away from the door. The sun was warm. I immediately noticed that there were there were birds picking food from the grass, a few bees on the dandelions the mower missed, and the dappled sunshine under the tree by the fence.  A very cooling breeze surrounded my body in an embrace I had not felt in what seemed like ages. Then one of my favorite smells of the Earth caressed my nostrils with its familiar fragrance. The smell of freshly mowed grass thrilled me with pleasure and joy. I luxuriated for a long time in the intense feeling...

Reaching out

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 Today I spoke with my very dear friend, and she mentioned that a mutual friend was on her mind. I said that same friend has been on my mind as well. When we ended the call, I called that friend who had moved away from the Atlanta area, got here machine and left a message letting her know how loved she was by her Atlanta friends. Within a few minutes my beloved friend called, and we had a most loving and warming conversation. ( That paragraph was written May 30, 2023, then tennis begun with the French open at Roland-Garros started May 31, 2023, so I will complete that amazing, serendipitous experience, after it ends a week from today, on June 11, 2023, or perhaps a little sooner, but it will be done.) A few days before I had received a massive amount of the healing energy that sometimes courses through my body up and down my spine the same event happens whenever I need to contact someone who may need to connect to this energy. Sometimes the energy seems to flow into what I have com...

Roberta

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 Roberta is my sister-in-law. She  was born in the verdant countryside of North Carolina. In the place of her earthly beginnings, she learned that family is important and equally important is being a part of a loving community. Roberta McCarthy, Nee Harris came to the bustling New York City with her values intact and kept them for the rest of her life there in that bustling metropolis.  She was soft spoken and a woman of few words, yet her commitment once given was never withdrawn.  Seated within her values is a generosity that was unparalleled, and an attraction which drew into her life a new family, which grew with every person she took into her heart. She found community within the Jamaican community, she loved them, and they loved her in return. Living within that Jamaican community was her husband, my brother Clement. Having found the love of her life she. became one with his family. Clement's mother became her mother, his...

One of My Little Visions

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Yesterday was the day for me to see the doctor at the infusion center where they monitor my ongoing progress with the challenges my body is handling since the return of the cancer, we had banished in 2014. However, the visit was very different this time, My skin encased Angel. the lovely Miss Kat who takes to my appointments and stays with me though the rigors had to change the routine we followed for these visits ever four weeks. She had an unexpected event, so she planned to leave for the time between the doctor and the infusion and return to take me home. A great plan and would have been perfect except my toothache got in the way. The tooth needed to be pulled and I needed an oncologist dentist to do that.  A referral was necessary, and the infusion had to be suspended until after the extraction because the medication given by way of the infusion could cause excessive bleeding.  Infusion day usually starts with blood work, then the doctor consultation, then the infusion. Th...

Bits And Pieces of a Journey

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    In  1986 the company for which I worked shipped me to Miami Florida from Nashville Tennessee, a turn of good fortune as there was a Jamaican community there and lots of mango trees. I was not unhappy with the move. I found the New Thought community via the Unity Church led by the Reverend Goodison-Orr. I also found a wider New Age Community and continued my deepening Spiritual growth through both of these communities. In other words, I thieved while there and ended up spending the next fourteen years there. I made many friends in both of these communities. Early in my Miami sojourn, I attended a group meeting with my newly found New Age friends. As is my wont, I pontificated on the topic of walking the path of spiritual unfoldment. After all I had read many books on the subject as well as attended many retreats and workshops. I knew a lot about that topic, or so I convinced myself at the time. As I entered my stride in the pontification process, a kind gentleman enter...