Suzanne’s Springtime 2018

Suzanne Here: Spring ghandi
Ghandi once said, “My life is my message.” Since my own near-death car collision, each morning my first words are a prayer of gratitude, I am alive. At night my last prayer is Thank you for the gifts of this day.
Some Indigenous tribes have a saying, “It’s a good day to die.” Meaning for me, this is the only day that we are alive, so make it a good one.
In the springtime our nature calls for us to plant our seeds of intention. Where are we willing to focus our attention and commit to the process of growth. Before one plants those seeds, to commit to a participation of potential growth, we are asked to contemplate the following four questions:
Who Am I?
What Do I Love?
What Are My Gifts That I Give To Society?
If This Is My Last 24 Hours In Human Form,
What Do I Chose to Participate In?
His Holiness, the 14th Dalai Lama states, My religion is loving kindess. Each step, each exchange, we participate in reflects our integrity, our congruency, our life’s purpose.
In this time on Earth where natural earth imbalances rage, unnatural domination of one people over another, disease, hunger and disgrace reigns over way too many people, it is easy to become dismayed, angered, numbed,despaired or ennobled by the state of Life on Earth.
Planetary Peacemaking of universal vitality and respect must begin in one’s own backyard, in one’s own neighborhood and family unit and in one’s own life work. Making our life our message implies if we aspire to human kindness, balance with nature, cross-cultural diversity with respect; each one of us must first live it personally. We must trust that on this sweet Earth there are multitudes of others practicing random acts of kindness and generosity, helping hands and hearts to those less fortunate.
This trusting I refer to, our spiritual community visible and invisible, can always be sensed. Each day old negative, dismissing, belittling, cynical patterns present themselves. How one chooses to refuse to participate in harmful ways, propels the collective energetic that can sustain us into an inspired life, one day at a time. Each time one collapses into negative, destructive old habit patterns of relations with self, with other and with nature, cranky, burdened perspectives of life are formed and maintained.
We all have the option to consciously choose the way we engage in the process of living. Springtime encourages the childlike wonder of awe and delight with spontaneous gifts of beauty that thrill the senses. It is a tough time to belittle the gifts of nature. It helps to encourage planting sustainable seeds of intentions like:
Ah the beauty of Spring is upon us. Wherever the senses tune in delights await. Trust grows that after Winter Spring comes
Thich Nhat Hanh who ranks second only to the Dalai Lama, the exiled Tibetan spiritual leader, among Buddhist voices to the Western world, returned to his motherland Vietnam after being exiled almost 50 years. He said, “We don’t consider anyone as the enemy. Our enemy is wrong perceptions, hate, violence. “My way is not to fight or threaten or punish but to help,” he said. “We don’t consider anyone as the enemy. “To reunite the country is one thing, but to reunite the hearts of the people, that is quite another thing.”

Thich lives in France and teaches in the U. S. and has won a worldwide following with his doctrine of engaged Buddhism, which emphasizes peace, meditation and in a crisis nonviolent civil disobedience .
Once during a retreat I attended he was asked: “How can you come to America and share your wisdom to the very people that invaded your homeland, poisoned your lands and killed your people?” He lifted his hand and said, “I have not one more breath to live in the past. The only place I am peace is right here, right now. He basically, in my opinion, modeled refusing to relive through memory harmful places and bring them into the present moment.”

About Suzanne

Suzanne Lewis, editor and manager since 2000. Suzanne is a Planetary Peacekeeper, an Agent for Conscious Evolution, a Spiritual Healer, a Mother, a multi - faceted artist (beads, gems to trade beads; guords star seed art; published author and Lover of Life for the sake of All our Relations.
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