Our oceans are dying. Our earth and air is polluted. Our food is being poisoned. Mass media heralds one killer storm, earthquake, tsunami, forest fire, flood, famine after another. . .
I am beginning to wonder, are the American Indians correct when they say we European invaders are so stupid that we are doing all this to ourselves? What the hell is going on anyways? Has our earth mother finally had enough of us? Are we about to be evicted?
I started this blog with a theme of ‘change’ based upon the song by John Lennon called ‘Imagine’. I believe in that song. I believe in the brotherhood of man as well as a day when all that John imagined will come to pass.
I also believe that the coming dark age may just become the motivating influence to get us there. Otherwise, in our present state, we would play these religious games we love to play forever with no change in direction. . . . First we need to survive the storm.
This survival I’m talking about has little to do with the “survivalist” movement going on in this country as I write this. I am not going to focus on stocking guns and ammo, nor is this going to be an ultimate guide to killing my neighbor. To the contrary it is all about getting re-acquainted with my neighbor, and the two of us learning to survive this thing together.
It’s coming folks, to what degree, and in what manner is up for debate, but everybody I know has a sense of foreboding. I know I do. It’s time to get practical.
The Practical Way
Lao Tzu, Chuang Tzu, and Lieh Tzu were walking together along a forested path one day when they came upon a fast flowing river that barred their way.
Immediately Lieh Tzu sat down on the bank of the river and meditated upon the eternal Tao. Ten minutes later he stood up and proceeded to walk on the water to the other side.
Next, Chuang Tzu sat in the lotus posture for twenty minutes, whereupon he stood up and also walked across the river.
Lao Tzu, watching this in amazement, shrugged his shoulders, sat down on the river bank like the others and meditated for over an hour. Finally, with complete trust in the Tao, he closed his eyes, took one step into the river, and fell in up to his chest.
On the other shore, Chuang Tzu laughed, turned to Lieh Tzu and asked, “Should we tell him where the rocks are?”
Tao does not believe in any nonsense. It is very pragmatic, practical, and down to earth.