It’s the small things…

Your actions in your own little life are just as important the big actions government takes when it commits murder, because the big actions that are executed by the state are composed of just a lot of little actions combined. So if you choose to act in your life with kindness and compassion the combination of all of our good works will offset and finally end the murderous works of our own government. You can take back the power by practicing the opposite of what they preach…fear. Act with love.

Just like the effect of a butterfly’s wings on Ocean currents, an act of kindness starts that ripple in the Universe. I just finished the first story in the book “The Red Pony” by John Steinbeck. I am so grateful that man lived and chose to write. In a time when my soul like all of ours is witnessing the demonization on the American Dream, watching our country’s leaders approve cold-blooded murder and torture of innocence we have to realize our responsibility in this. But I can take my tortured soul to the writings of Steinbeck and the teachings of Mother Teresa and see that it’s the little things that you do in your own life that really make an impact on this world. Those little acts of faith shown in Steinbeck’s characters or Mother Teresa ferocious implacable defense of dignity show me that it is a personal responsiblity to be kind to your neighbor. To protect the innocent and to care for the grief-stricken. To do feed the hungry and to shelter the one’s society tries to destroy these are the actions we do every day in our own lives and these all add up to making a real change in the world. It’s entirely different of the “trickle down theory”, as there is no up or down as all souls are equal, in caring for your neighbor your soul has no limitations. I think of the Germans that protected the Jews during the second world war. I think of Yad Vasham, The Hall of the Righteous. And in each era the same things happen. There are bad souls that will hurt and harm for money or power and then there are those whose only interest is in comforting other souls and making their way easier. So it’s the small things that each and every one of us do every day that truly make a difference. You may not be able to stop the President and the Congress from outright murder in our name but you CAN save your neighbors and their  families of innocent children by living your own life practicing kindness and courage and generosity to do what you can to make their way easier. Be that soul who shares the last cup of water or gives that child a sense of safety and certainty that you will be there for them always and in the end all will be well. Be active in being there caring for each other as our fearful leaders are no longer capable of thinking of anything without fainting with fear.  Those of us living on the bottom line realize that FDR really was right, “The only thing we have to fear, is fear itself.”  Just look what its done to our formerly free country.

So remember this and be not afraid, and choose to live your whole life through practice those acts of loving-kindness. Because YOU are changing the very world you live in and YOUR life will have made a difference.

It truly is that simple. It’s the small things…

Even if its only as small as writing to encourage the good you believe in, so others can witness it and practice it knowing it really is all the small things that add up and their behaviour in turn will CHANGE THE WORLD…

Elie Wiesel, “Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim.”

The 3rd Annual John Buskirk Golf Outing…for a great time in Geneva

To all my beloved family and friends, I invite you to join us at the “3rd Annual John Buskirk Golf Outing”

Where; Geneva on the Lake Municipal Golf Course

When; June 23rd at 2pm

What: 18 holes of golf with a beer/soda cart servicing the players and Hot Dogs on the turn at the 9th and a wonderful Steak dinner  waiting for you at the Pavillion on-site after. Dinner only starts at 6pm and is $20, there will be doorprizes and a great time had by all! You can send your reservations to;

John Buskirk Golf Outing , P.O. Box 348, Geneva, Ohio 44041

Proceeds will go to the “John Buskirk Scholarship Fund”, to benefit kids in the Geneva area . Thanks for supporting this continuing legacy of Johnny’s to help out kids in Education and Sports.

Thanks, and we’ll see you there!

Sheila

I suspect…

Women give birth to new life (for someone else).

Men have resurrection, Christ, Budda, Allah ( all boys) for a restoration of their same life for eternity.

But I suspect whatever it is that powers the Universe is bigger than SEX or DEATH.

Eradicate the Banks…all of them…round the world.

ImageWhat if Banks did not exist. What if the illusions that they promote, the debt, the wealth, the currency that currently causes all of us poverty, hunger, neglect and avarice, all the bad things that go along with greed were illegal. What if it was only people bartering with people? What if the basis in this world that has enough to feed the hungry, clothe the naked and care for the ill just did that? There’s enough food, enough medicine, enough housing for everyone. The entire”Monetary system” world wide is based on lies and illusions.  And only when we walk away from the banks in any form, from their power over our minds about what a piece of paper is worth ( a dollar bill) or a car or a apple or a lifesaving dose of Insulin that we GIVE them the power to them to control our lives. Stop believing in them and eradicate them from being and destroying our world that God gave us complete with the ability to feed, clothe, shelter and care for the ill. Let’s save ourselves from those that would enslave us, as they have.

What if we started by having just one day where there was no action on Wall St. , Where there was no action at the ATM’s. No loans written no debts paid. No houses bought through them. What if Banks simply didn’t exist? How much better a place would this world be?

My Brother Nat…

Well really God didn’t bless me too soon. She made sure that I was grown up enough to recognize this amazing soul came into my life. Nat is really my “Brother in Law”. But if ever there was a soul I’d like to claim for my blood relative it would be him. This man is filled with passions, for his family , his work , his community…he’s just too big a soul to keep quiet. He donates time to his churches to his community with the Lorain International Days and a host of other committees that just get the job done. Feeding the poor, encouraging and counseling those that need help getting back on track whether it be with a heating bill or visiting the sick this man is truly the meaning of what Christ was talking about when he said, “assuredly, I say to you inasmuch as you did to one of the least of these my brethren, you did it to Me.” Such has Nat done his whole life.

And he’s done it with a passion. The joy and laughter and love surround him. If he is present at a gathering just follow the laughter and the smiles and you’ll find him there in the center of the circle of family a human battery of joy ready with the hugs, smiles and stories that will set you at your ease and make you feel the warmth of standing in his light. It’s the love and acceptance that he emits , I find myself seeking him out each and every time. It doesn’t hurt that he is legendary in the Kitchen for the BEST Cabbage Rolls, Pirogis, Tamales, Stews, Soups. Actually you name it and with my sister Mary and their girls Natalie and Nora they turn them out in the amazing amounts, we are talking a hundred dozens at a go. But most of all its his spirit. I can still remember his Eulogy for his Mom. He just loved her so, but he realized just what people needed to hear and gave us the joyous part of her life to remember, then he sent a warning to the heavens telling his father to look out because Mom was now coming to heaven too and he better shape up, BUT FAST! He had all those sad faces smiling and nodding and then he said he had one of the best things of all…her last batch of cabbage rolls were given to him a few weeks earlier and the way he said it made the entire congregation laugh. Such a son, such a brother, we are so blessed. Lucky girl that sister of mine.

Postcards to Heaven…

I was reading about a psychic who holds events called “Postcards from Heaven”. Her name is Maureen Hancock and she’s in the Boston area and seems to be doing a world of good for those around her. But then a thought came to me, how poignant or helpful would it be to have “Postcards TO Heaven”. Because you would only have that limited space to say what your heart really needs to tell that person. I love you…I forgive you…You made such a difference in my life…Thank You…I’m so sorry…Forgive me. Those truly last most important statements that most of us never ever get a chance to say. Postcards to Heaven, you can send one a day until forever or you feel you’ve truly released that thought, wish, guilt or confirmed that love or need. I can remember watching the beginning of the movie “Love Actually” and it opens with a scene at Heathrow Airport in London busy with people saying their Hello’s and Goodbyes and the voice over speaks of all this ongoing love while saying that when the Twin Towers were hit people weren’t calling to yell about the stock market or be bothered about anything…they were calling to say they loved somebody. In those last minutes that’s what’s important. Just the facts. You made my life possible. I love you. I’m sorry. Thank you. Forgive me. I’ll always love you.

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So just start with those Postcards to Heaven to finish all those ends that weren’t allowed by time or distance or anger or whatever that changed the way it should have been allowed to happen. Say what you need to say and post it. Let it go. No addresses either to or from, just send it out there into the universe with the complete understanding that who ever that card was intended for will receive it. And let it go and move on and love and laugh and forgive and be kind all over again. You can do it right this time.

Photograph courtesy of Wikipedia Commons and Photographer Technical Sergeant Cecilio M. Ricardo Jr. USAF a brilliant photographer.