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Copyright 2017 Don Ray

So inconvenient,

 these physical forms,

so inconvenient.

The Light barely penetrates the surface,

leaving us to our madness.

Occasional sparks and flickers

are promptly quenched,

for no one likes change.

We are used to the dark,

Digital Disruption

Copyright 2017 Don Ray

Do these times not till the soil to plant seeds of reassurance? 

The digital disruption has unleashed the worst of human nature and created levels of illusion and delusion and detachment never before experienced.

Never have people been so compelled and even coerced to look happier.

Never have people felt so lost and alone.

A pandemic of digital detachment has left us isolated from reality and each other.

Never have we had such opportunity for connection and communication.  Never have our connections and communication been so shallow and superficial.

We have created a societal sham when we need substance; we stand on shifting sand of fads and trends when we need foundations secure and solid.  The fog of the superficial hides the substance.  The glare of the shallow blinds us to solid reality. 

Death of Personal Growth

Copyright 2017 Don Ray

Prodding people to personal growth.  Now there is a thankless task!...and often as not a hopeless task.

Yet the growth happens, by confluence of pain and shock and disruption, somehow the personal growth happens.

We survive.  We go on, blindly of course.  And somehow personal growth happens.

Not for everyone, not smoothly, not predictably, and certainly not voluntarily.

How simple it should be!  Simply be open to wisdom, seek and absorb all the wisdom you can, objectively weigh conflicting claims, and ferret out the wheat from the chaff. 

Unlocked Door of our Solitary Confinement

Copyright 2016 Don Ray

Where am I in all this writing?  I fear I am at the center.

How does one take the little self out of the center of one’s thoughts? 

Obviously one must fill the consciousness with something else.

Consciousness will role on, will incessantly fill the mind, thoughts and ideas and perspectives and imaginations and dreams and views will flow and fill and overflow.

One starts with the little self as the only reference for thought.  The little self fills all awareness and reference and perspective.  This will remain so until

Incarnationalism

Oh the joys of contemplative prayer.  Oh the touch of Reality.

Oh the blindness.

The mind insists it cannot see the future.

The mind insists it cannot know what to do.

The mind feels itself encased in corporeal form.

Inputs from that corporeal form, transitory and illusory,

Coalescing Confluence of Circumstance

Copyright 2016 Don Ray

Coalescing confluence of circumstance: isn’t that what leads much of our lives?...that and disruptive shocks.

Is it really unreasonable …….to perceive our lives as being led?  We rebel against the notion, insisting we are in control.  But honest assessment of our personal histories usually reveals conscious choice played a bit part compared to the coalescing confluence.

The tides and currents and waves are out of our control, and there is great peace to be had in admitting that.

Our capacity, and our responsibility, lies in our choice as to which tides we will feel, which currents we will allow to touch us.  Before the coalescing confluence places opportunity before us, we have chosen if we are open to opportunities for profit or personal growth, for power or passionate service.

Do not delude yourself

Evolution Within the Revolution

Copyright 2016 Don Ray

Watching my computer screen dance as a McAfee technician in India works on my computer.  Day nine (?) of the computer saga. 

What is this strange new way of being?!  We insert just enough familiar words in our digital lexicon to give an impression that this is of our own creation and control.

So now we watch bits of information flicker across our screen, for the moment still deigning to communicate in cryptic collections of runes that allow some rudimentary illusion of our control…..for now.

It is so easy to just sit and watch them flicker, while across our thoughts flickers a nascent awareness that they are watching us.

We are learning to live in a world where