“My actions are the ground on which I stand.” - The Buddha
A Message From Spirit Guides
For Those Who Wish For An End:
I posted this message to Substack hoping to reach some people that popped into my brain during meditation recently. They just so happen to follow me on there, though I haven’t posted anything before. Thank you to the few readers who seek out my writing and comics. I am dedicated to standing with young people who feel helpless in this world when really they are all powerful. Click here to read.
When the Buddha says that his actions are the ground on which he stands, he means it. Our thoughts are the first part of creating the material world. Our actions are the thoughts materialized, reverberations of our thoughts. They are vibrations that become matter. The reality of our current world in turmoil is the collective consequence of our individual apathies, exhaustion, neglect, cruelty, desires and greed, ignorance over time. We are standing on the ground we have created. In our personal lives we must show up for the people who love us and the vulnerable people who those in power ignore. This sounds very instructional and it is. Some millions of people are facing years of famine because of the West’s greed. Some people will lose their children to what we have created. It is 100% our responsibility to show up, to Love and I do not mind at all if people find that corny. I am an artist and so are you and together we can make a life of peace. My imagination extends that far, does yours? We, the Awakened on Earth, persist despite ridicule and obstacles because apathy and inaction are no longer options if we do care about young people and the future of this planet. I hope that you read my article on Substack to understand what I am talking about. I hope that you share the resource below to any young LGBTQ people that you might know, and I hope that you read the poem at the end of this post. Why do I hope these things? For my own readership and following? For my own pride and ego? I hope because it is the most miraculous thing we can do as humans on this Earth. I invite the guides to imbue us with healing energy, with intellect so caring and fierce that no one can go hungry in our collective future, including emotional starvation. Simply voting for the right people will not solve the sadness that pervades our world right now. A cultural, worldwide revolution of Love, of Nature and Consciousness is critical and possible.
Resources and Links
The Youth Space is an organization that I used to volunteer for when it was a part of the Billy DeFrank LGBTQ Center. They are located in San Jose but help many teens and young people all over the Bay Area. Please click the link to learn more and get connected.
My friend, the poet Bashar Kullab, is in Gaza, Palestine, living in a tent. Please click this link to help me spread the word about his campaign for food and basic living necessities. He is the best friend of my best friend who was martyred last year, Mohammed Abu Jarad. So, I love him. Bashar receives 100% of the funds. Thank you for your Love and care.
The LGBTQ Youth Space, located at 452 South First Street, San Jose, Calif., is a safe and confidential drop-in center for youth and young adults ages 13-25. (Photo Jacqueline Ramseyer).
Bashar with a cute pet dog he met in the market. He loves animals.
Poets Are Prophets
1927 –1980
Northern Pike
All right. Try this,
Then. Every body
I know and care for,
And every body
Else is going
To die in a loneliness
I can’t imagine and a pain
I don’t know. We had
To go on living. We
Untangled the net, we slit
The body of this fish
Open from the hinge of the tail
To a place beneath the chin
I wish I could sing of.
I would just as soon we let
The living go on living.
An old poet whom we believe in
Said the same thing, and so
We paused among the dark cattails and prayed
For the muskrats,
For the ripples below their tails,
For the little movements that we knew the crawdads were making
under water,
For the right-hand wrist of my cousin who is a policeman.
We prayed for the game warden’s blindness.
We prayed for the road home.
We ate the fish.
There must be something very beautiful in my body,
I am so happy.
From Above the River: The Complete Poems by James Wright. Copyright © 1992 by the literary estate of James Wright. Reprinted by permission of Wesleyan University Press. All rights reserved.
