Yesterday's homily dealt with it being the Lord's day, not ours.
Today the Lord showed that He knows when to put trust in us for His greater purpose.
To be brief about today, me and my wife happened to be at the place we needed to be for someone to get help sooner than she otherwise had after a terrible fall she had. An elder woman, as she was walking to her car, started to fall and catcher herself but hit her head on the car, nose bleeding everywhere, on the ground, I called 911 while my wife knocked on their door where the injured lady said her daughter would be, the couple with their young child came out to the scene and said they would take her to emergency so we ended the call. They are all in our prayers tonight and at the moment, and we ask that everyone that reads this say a quick Hail Mary or else a longer prayer for them. If she had been alone when she fell it might have taken longer to get her to help, so we think that, as horrifying as it was to witness it, that God put us there to help it from being worse. That is one of the strange, troubling mysteries of faith.
On another subject.
Earlier, last night after watching the movies A Star Is Born (the new version), and As Good As It Gets, I had thought that perhaps knowing what we will and won't regret doing in life, that destination that we need to aim for, needs the context of looking back and imagining that we are looking back from the perspective of our last elder days after having lived a full life... that perspective they show in near-death experiences that never quite has the impact as it being of one's own life, when one is faced with thinking that one must leave behind the rest and hope the things one accomplished are enough. Imagining that unwillful mortality being eminent, one sees in that context the people and one's soul are what one wants to care for the most, without any regret for those unfinished careers, unfinished records made, unfinished temporary achievements of creating or doing... it's only the actions that affect people, how they feel, and what they make of their lives, that matters. Given that context, I would say that optimistic faith is the only smart thing to do.
I met my wife back in 2002. I saw her for the first time across the room at the Arthur Miller conference in Stockton at San Joaquin Delta college, as part of an English class I was taking.
I had thought that she was unusual and interesting, and had a soothing voice. She had skin the color of a crème brule and eyes like night, smile like melted chocolate fondue. I had been silently praying for a new love in my life during that time in that auditorium. It seems God put me there for a reason.
I didn't think of her again, and didn't see her again, until a few months later in November I met her for what seemed to me to be love at first sight, at an Open Mic poetry reading where we were reading around in a circle in the basement of the Caffeine Den in that same town on the Miracle Mile of Stockton, California.
That night I had noticed her beauty and her presence as angelic, because not only was she beautiful and had kind eyes and smile, but she also was dressed in comfort and arts. She wrapped herself in the poetic style and the words were so soothing again.
I had prepared some poems romantically for that night without knowing that someone would be there to make a first impression to, but I was glad that I did.
I had at that time in my life been in and out of crushes and looking and praying for someone to love. In my past was one long crush and half a dozen small crushes, and only one real relationship at that time, a six month engagement which had ended three years before, with all my pride getting in the way but finally being put aside for love because I was learning from a broken heart and alone time what the value of love is.
Back to this night at the reading. The basement of the Caffeine Den, a coffee shop on the Miracle Mile, was where I had been reading my passionate dreaming poetry, sometimes impromptu but mostly off the page, and had met poets in which I had collaborated and co-edited in a book (poetry and art anthology) I was at the end of that night to give to my later to be wife, titled Darwin's Children.
The poem I read in the circle of poets was about kissing in the rain, with a desperately intense love which I idealized and had no one to connect with, but which I inflected my voice and posture towards her as I read without being too direct.
I knew the Open Mic host through our taking turns hosting, an immigrant from the African continent who had Egyptian royal ancestry who played bongos and occasionally did other events. He invited me to contact my later to be wife at an email address that she had given him to give to me to talk, perhaps noticing the chemistry. Evidently she felt a connection too. Through that mutual friend we built our future, and my peace of mind through God answering prayers with series of miracles, some much more clear after seen with eyes of faith. A few emails of intense heart stories later, we met at my apartment. After a time or two there I found out about us both being at the Arthur Miller Conference.
The meaning of life.
How do we follow the greatest commandment, the rule to live by and which all follows from, to love our God with all our heart, all our mind, all our being, all our spirit, all our soul?
How we do that is by valuing and appreciating the spirit life in each of us, every one of us, as equals on different levels in our path set by God in their due course, with the right moments destined to come.
This is the last of what needs to be said, now to revise and get the words right to spread God's message as one of His infinite servants.
I don't often remember what I dream about after I wake, but when I do it often means something important.
I've had a couple times where dreams felt important enough to look up the meaning for, and in those cases the meaning helped me avoid some severe situations (like taking a different route helped me avoid being on the sidewalk where a car that day crashed into the fence all along the sidewalk I would usually have taken). It's likely we each have one, maybe more, guardian angels assigned to us that speak to us in dreams. Those dreams show us the dangers and choices we face, and how to deal with them.
This means that the future choices we make will be faced as a matter of fate or destiny... but it doesn't mean that what our choices in those situations are made ahead of our choosing them. It means that we have free will, but it means that we will be faced with the choices which are meant to be, so that our personal story of growth will be to God's greater glory.
On another topic, we sometimes stereotype that the ideals we dream about when growing up are just for that stage of life, that we tend to forget those dreams and get caught up in life when we grow up and know who we are going to be. But that doesn't mean that the limitations we imagine are concrete, and it doesn't mean that we have to be limited (for why limit the gifts God gives us by our lack of faith!). What we should do is keep dreaming big, at any age, and let those dreams be reachable. That is how we make a difference. That is how we change the world in the right direction. That is how we have faith that moves mountains and that is how miracles have happened, in my life and in countless others.
When things get chaotic, troubled, or just plain busy, we often will revert to habitual responses to our problems and stress, worry, fear, or even panic. The right response that leads to being in the eye of the storm is to be accepting that it's God's will whatsoever the consequences, and to trust that those situations will be OK no matter what the results, at least in the bigger picture. Once you've achieved that faith, the peace of mind from the interior transforms your situations into much better ones regardless of what those situations are.
I just had a dream that my parent's dog's spirit was visiting me, whining and longing to be loved and given attention.
The truth about life, is that we will regret any part of life that is imperfect when it comes our time.
The truth is that when we lose someone all those missed opportunities become real because there is no future chance to make up for them, those opportunities to serve our God in loving others. Same when we miss the opportunity to give a fetus a longer life. Same when we lose a pet. Same when, in our last moments, we are losing the chance to serve ourselves and our dreams.
So I ask, for your sake and the sake of all you care about, to take the time to love each other, to say the good or comforting or kind things or truths that all need to be said, to do the kind acts that we are given chances to do, while we still have this infinitely precious and very limited gift of time to live and use our choices for God's glory of love.
Isaac Asimov may have seen patterns in history, or may have only seen illusions of patterns.
In his Foundation novel series, popular in its time and generation and a continued epic by the authors who have been able to procure permission from his estate to continue the series afterward, is where Isaac explored out his concepts in hypothetical scenarios of the far future.
History repeats itself, it's true, but it's always changing, in the ways that it repeats itself it becomes a mathematical formula too complex for current computers to predict. Human behavior being the main factor which dictates our future path, in particular psychology of mass or mob size groups, is the concept Isaac introduced with the series, with a hypothetical future in which computers had not only predicted the course of history, but also had noted the key actions that would trigger a greater probability of survival, done by necessity out of a separate leadership that was unknown.
Perhaps you could visualize God's plan in some strange way to be shaping the course of history, not too unlike Isaac's foundation group that brought a quicker revival from a predicted fall of society's structure and preserved a great amount of the sciences and knowledge that had been collected from the damages of the fall into anarchy. God has given our society a sense of unity which may not only prevent our falling into chaos with large scale events, but also lets us have hope to hold us to a sense of rules of right and wrong in any life choices we make. So even if you're an atheist, please consider the value that God and religion has given us in discerning that there are more important and useful ways to live than in independent focus on one's own self interest. The interests of the whole, while they still consider the interests of the individual, are beneficial to the individual beyond any power one would hold over one's circumstances without said unity.
So I thus disagree with the media's focus on trying to criticize leadership when it's imperfect, for it is at least focused on protection and on the betterment of our financial situation.
I've seen a loss in communication skills with the technology generation.
In one of the aspects of this loss, is the overconcern with whether one's doing something for one person or doing it for another person or doing it for the better of all.
It shouldn't be about entitlement where one has to concern oneself with what goes to whom, that's just shallow nonsense that we grow out of when we get mature enough.
What I'm saying is that we should have a genuine compassion, a genuine Jesus-inspired love for one another, an unconditional agape-style love in which you give of yourself for the other person and don't concern yourself with what they think or what your motives are. That's what community should be like, ideally, to me, and that's what I've found in my own mindset for finding patience in any circumstances, a patience that transcends worldly circumstances.
So one part of this is the over-concerned conversational control, not just in politically correct assumptions, but also in thinking that one is "one-upping" on another person's statement when they relate their own experience to the other person. What this generation sometimes thinks of as trying to compete for attention in the spotlight, I actually see as being able to share one's self in a way that can actually reach someone on a connection level, something that should not be put in a negative light like the term "one-upping" does.
For example, one person relates something to the conversation in a personal way. Yes, one should still acknowledge that the person has a unique perspective, which is so obvious that it may seem taken for granted, but one should also be free to let that person know that they are not alone in that feeling (within the obvious limits of human experience) without having to feel that one is "one-upping", because we need to connect with one another and not have to feel that one's identity is threatened by people trying to understand one another, even if it's technically not possible to 100% understand without being the same person.
So I wouldn't feel threatened in my emotional identity and validity by hearing that it's something others think they feel too in their own ways, and I would hope you all wouldn't feel that my own relating of similar experiences when I talk with you would be anything negative for you either. We are all human and need to understand that we can relate to each other in a human, imperfect but vulnerable, way.
Often we try to make everything work out right on our own, without realizing we need to pray to the one in control.
A simple re-focusing on God with prayer makes any situation better than without such prayer.
I want to live a healthier life.
I want to eat fruit and nuts and when I can, eat fresh seafood.
I know that living with a lot of energy comes from an active life.
I know that I want to do healthy things, like walks in good neighborhoods, parks, little shops, festivals, markets, concerts, universities, hiking trails, ocean beaches and cliffs, lakes, vistas with good views, forests, riversides, and conventions or shows.
I know that valuing a challenge is something not all people are good at, but that it still brings great peace of heart.
I know that our vested interest in living makes it difficult to realize that we see ourselves as if we are entitled to live forever the first time, until we realize that we have to die to the worldly ways and life to be born in the spiritual afterlife of acceptance.
I want to make conscious choices to eat healthier and in less calories, and would like to remind myself that when convenience and habit and expense make it seem harder to do than it actually is.
There are already working methods that just need to be applied to resolve our procrastination and time wasting, by willfully choosing to follow them.
Schedule your time into manageable steps towards your goals.
Break up these steps with breaks like in the Pomodoro technique.
Remember any larger step should be broken down, like the example of a birds paper project broken down like in the book Bird by Bird (or like in the popular phrase how do you eat a elephant? one bite a time. or how do you run a marathon? one step at a time...etc.).
And, finally, remember that in order to get the small steps done you surround yourself with motivation and you make the steps small enough to seem so easy you might as well do them anyway.
God gave us free will to show He trusts us, has faith in us, as He wants us to have faith in Him.
God gave His only begotten son Jesus Christ so that we may be able to overcome our flawed human paths for the moments we turn to Him, in a renewal of that trust, and to have a living example of how that trust is to be lived.
We trust God when we thank Him in spite of seemingly adverse worldly circumstances, knowing in our own small portion of the world we are not able to clearly see the heavenly results of those events in God's infinite plan.
God's plan is The Plan.
Enlightenment for me came from my moments of complete and free peace of heart with God and my blessed relationship in closeness together with my wife appreciating all our lives.
I knew deep down that God's voice was in those ocean waves crashing below us, Point Lobos, China Beach, New Year's morning, January 1st, 2018, three years and three months into my marriage with my beautiful wife.
I knew it as I knew I was breathing air, as I knew I was alive because I was thinking, that this perfection, this peace beyond any worry, was real. I knew it was God's voice of creation and none other, for the peace and certainty of how the events had led up to this heaven by trials and by learning the value of trust. And I realized that God's heaven was waiting for us even more perfect, with full reconciliation one day.
Say life is made up of choices, between good (right) and bad (wrong), or bad (forced) and worse (even less good), or good and better, and sometimes between good and best/perfect/our dream-plans.
Jesus set in our Scriptures, which we use to guide our lives, the definition for what is the steps toward eternal perfect life and how to live, in Matthew 19:21, which you should now look up in your moment of study.
To focus on the perfect life, and to trade everything we have invested in, in worldly dreams and plans, in our possessions, in our opinions independently set, in our relations with people's ideals, in our worlds of fiction and politics and gossip and judgements, to trade all of that fully over to Christ is the most free feeling we can ever have, on Earth as it is in heaven.
We need a constant reminder to bring us back to that state of mind in our worldly environments, and that is by Primary (task chosen to be for the best), Backup (task to manage anything else in our environments to center that environment on that primary task) and Justification (the making sure of our choices we make to be toward that perfect life of what Jesus would want us to do, that is, to serve God with complete confidence in God's goodness, not putting trust in worldly ways above him no matter what habits and little excuses and so-called environmental obligations seem to ask for our attention.
Primary, Backup, and Justification (Jesusification). That is the trust, the gratitude toward God and honoring Him with the praise of serving Him with our lives which were given us as a gift of stewardship, a limited but immeasurably precious gift of time to spend on Him.
In our prayers to the Blessed Virgin Mary, we emphasize using the word "Blessed" in the first part of the prayer, in honoring her position in how she served our Lord Jesus, in her closeness from that relation, in her goodness from that relation.
Blessed is something in contemporary culture tend to define as being put above, or to be of comforting worldly circumstances, but that is a shallow and entitled viewpoint to take, even unfair, because we play by God's rules in His universe, and not our own, created being's, rules.
What, in contrast, can be taken from the use of the word in the prayer, is that we are blessed when we are close to God, and we are closest to Him when we serve Him with complete confidence in His goodness (faith).
In the following blog posts I intend to take a moment to reflect on earlier things I have written, and attempt to put them into the perspective of my growth that has happened over the course of my writing this book.
I noticed in the hardest moments, when all seems lost, that even then a prayer can be answered if we hold that hope a little longer till the trouble passes.
To give trust in God in those moments is the true test of our character, and of how far we've grown, even if there is a human imperfection in the nearness to failure.
If one holds onto dreams in even those tough moments and doesn't give up, then one is loving oneself enough to hold in there long enough for one to grow. In better times and worse doesn't just go for you and your loved ones, but also for loving one's self and what those bucket list dreams are. Those are the most important things and holding them dear is for a reason, and recognizing that reason is respecting the positive side of you even when the down side is feeling like it's caught up in the glitches of life's roller coaster ride.
So dream, and love yourself by never giving up on those dreams. Always.
I love my wife dearly, and I love my love of writing. I love my passions for beauty and for music. That is who I found out who I am. And that is what I dream of, and why I am here.
The ill effects of phone overuse can be narrowed to that use of phone that is unproductive and that isn't as valuable as in person interaction.
Thus we can focus our use of phone, of its apps, of its media and messages, and limit it to just that which is productive and more valuable than in person interaction, and when it runs out of those types of things, consciously decide to do in person interaction.
Until we develop the To Dreamers: Zen Dreams app, we will have to settle for limiting the phone use on our own willpower and awareness by constantly evaluating action. Is this a better interaction than others? If not, then do others. Is this only a distraction because it's new and not because it's important? If it's not as important, than do the more important things. Soon life falls into good time management.
When we think of love, we may have romantic idealistic notions of what we think it should be, and of what we want from it.
However, love is much more complex than a set of expectations being fulfilled in a destined way.
Love is also about weathering through the discussions in a compassionate, understanding way. Love is about understanding the other person without putting any of one's own perspective upon it, just listening and taking it in with the open mind that makes the heart want to know the other person's soul.
Love is about knowing that there will be moments when communication fails, and to weather through those times without assuming anything about the other's true feelings based upon that moment's situation. Love is longer than one moment's evaluation.
To summarize, love is deep, when it is to last. So reach into the core and look for the reasons why you feel you want to connect, and draw from that very deep well whenever you need to quench your thirst.
Father Ramon Zarate says that the word "Compassion" comes from the prefix con, "with," and the root passion, "suffering".
I extrapolate that when we have compassion we are of the mindset that the others and ourselves have the Jesus in common.
The best friend that you should see in each other.
When you miss someone that has passed or that is absent in the environment, remember that there is a part of each of us in each other. We are of one body in Christ, and we feel that they a part of our heart, mind, and spirit, when we feel them and think of them in our consciousness. So we are never really without anyone else.
That goes for everyone and everyone else, such that we should recognize that part of ourselves in the physical and spiritual humanity in each other, that existence we share together, of the same kind. And we should care for them in trying to help, where we can. And connect with that part in them so that they see themselves in us and feel the empathy to help us too.
Even evolution theory does not practice that competition among like kinds to be beneficial, as a rule. It's a matter of seeing living as not us or them getting the benefits of giving and of experience, but of us AND them getting those benefits from... love.
Now you know the answer, but what about the question?
There's a Christian song that talks about the "eye of the storm" where God gives us shelter. I've seen a sample of that sheltering today.
In my life I've dealt with trouble with mixed results at my own composure. When it's someone else going through the motions of wrestling with their circumstances, you've just got to listen to them and silently give the prayers of intention of help over to God, who is the only one who can resolve those circumstances of others, through God's using us as His instruments and through the rest of the world.
In the storm one is lost in the rationalization of why you should not be grateful. It's just people around you acting like they've always acted but once in a while it seems personal. Yes life isn't "fair" if you define the fairness on our personal perspective. But trusting in God's plan and being grateful for things is like turning a light switch on to see the wisdom.
In the eye of the storm, God grants us peace in His graceful presence because we put our faith in Him. One can only hold one thought full in the mind at a time. Choose to take a moment to let the emotions pass. Choose to take a moment to be grateful in spite of circumstance. Suddenly the world seems much brighter, much calmer, more perfectly fitting into God's mysterious plan.
I once used to think that facing one's inevitable mortality, when it came close enough to count time left, was about knowing that you didn't regret any of the decisions you made, because you had to make them and accepted them as done.
While that makes sense, it makes even more sense for there to be regrets that you learned from which would have been done differently, some of which are also even humorous and can give a perspective leap of appreciation, all three of which are positive aspects taken only because of the regret. However those are benefits one could (and might prefer to) live without if one chose one's own fate...if one were to live without making the mistakes, according to one's own will and plan. What one then would need to face mortality, is to accept one is going to meet the maker and be able to, if it still matters to us after, be able to hear the reasons for the bigger plan that we are in, and appreciate that we know just little bits of that puzzle we can guess at. What is life, after all, if not mysterious?
Secondly, for the younger years I thought that mankind was about community, about working together because it makes more impact, and about finding one that one can team up with and share life with. I thought, in fact, that one like me had to be unhappy because of the time I had in solitude waiting for a meaningful relationship to form. My later relationship fulfilled my greatest expectations, perhaps because I appreciated it so much, but if a person were to choose solitude in religious and spiritual organizations I feel that contentment is possible in that community too, for I would choose to enter one should my wife ever pass away before me (something I fear sometimes), one could still be as content and fulfilled through the closeness of appreciation a relationship with God.
Thirdly, I've reflected on the famous quote by Descartes, and want to share something I've concluded that seems more in tune with our definitions in English. Reality (stating that something is true and existing) equals experience (some of the senses) combining with one's thoughts (the way one interprets those senses, our perspective). Therefore, part of reality is objective, while part of reality is subjective. When we deal with it we cannot separate the objective part from the subjective part entirely, though we can change what the subjective part is with more subjective thoughts over time, for better or worse. I assume my own perspective has improved with time, but perhaps that is part of the relative perspective.
Ever wonder why those who have terminal illness can be so positive in their outlook?
Because they don't have time to be cynical.
The key to giving worth to life is its finitude, its limited gift. Not to cut it shorter but to pack more into the moments that matter.
To focus on just what is good, and to be grateful. We all have deadlines.
In the jar of dreams I've put the main things I want to do before I die. There are things we can put in jars like wishes, dreams, notes of thankfulness, worries to pray about, memories we want to be reminded of.
My supervisor at one of my jobs said that her own family did a bowl or jar of the concerns the siblings had. At the end of a week or such they would pull out the pieces of paper one at a time reading their concerns, and the perspective gave them the sense that the things we worry about were temporary, passing by, and no longer relevant much of the time. Little things not worth arguing about or even thinking about, and yet we tend to take too much energy on them when they are "focused" on in our single span of attention.
In such cases, remind yourself in the heat of an argument of something big-scale concern more important, or of some value each other share, or of something you both are thankful for.
To get to know a little about me, why I'm writing this book series, and what qualifies me to write it, I'll introduce myself in more detail.
The life experiences I have, led me from depression, agnosticism, and the cynical arguments and futile attempts associated with feeling that no one cared, to an eventual epiphany of faith in which I realize that not only is there order in the universe, but people do care and we have a creator that put us here to cherish this stewardship of life in whatever form it may be, and to make lemonade from what looked like lemons but after all when in the right perspective are the best Long Island Iced Teas you could find.
To put this into more clear of a concept, in suffering I turned to God and found my faith, and from that appreciation I learned a peace so perfect that I find heaven possible on Earth.
As for my qualities list, and the positive traits that I aspire to and describe as ideal, I find that millennials question one's right to aspire to things more than one already is, as if it were hypocritical. The lesson that is lacking in that viewpoint is learning that one's knowing what is right and wrong can be clear and one can still overlook the importance of following it, with the due consequences, but that doesn't mean that one does not know right from wrong, and that does not mean that one can't suggest a better path for those about to make the same mistakes you've made.
Some mistakes one must make for one's self, is a possible argument, and it holds true to the extent that one may insist on trying what one feels one is being "kept from" the freedom to choose. That doesn't mean that it's best to try anything under the sun, though. It means that every decision is a responsibility with consequences, and to expect to get to try anything without consequences is not the kind of free will that God gave us, for He does have consequences. What He plans for us is to be freed of the most eternal and severe of consequences, so that the lessons are learned through the less severe sufferings (palanca) which we experience during our mortal first life, before the eternity after.
To my own mistakes, I've learned the real love of a relationship comes from sharing our lives together, and the resultant experience as equals or as allies. The love I started with didn't have that depth, and though the passions of youth were extreme they did not know the temperance of true unconditional love until my current marriage and step-parenting. I learned friendship in greater reciprocity with the family and friends that we shared, and through doing customer service and tutoring and teaching how to do things. I learned to communicate effectively through my passion for words, and though I've still a way to go in the balance of writing and editing, I've still got the sense to know what eventually needs to be worked on, both in conversation, and in publishing. We all could learn from each other, and that is why I want to share what I learned even though I've no professional research on the topics of life. Who could ever be complete in that field? What I offer is the wisdom and lessons of my personal experiences and from the stories I've heard from those who I've encountered.
I come to you on a personal level, as a writer with love for faith and philosophical introspection on the guides we choose to live by. I come to you as a human being, with pros and cons, strengths and weaknesses, with things I know and things I might change my mind about when I find out more but don't we all? There are reasons I say the things I say to be true. What it is, works for me, and I hope it works for you.
Donald R. Anderson. Aspiring writer. Amateur philosopher and amateur writer of Apologetics (i.e., the Catholic reasonings). Faith-driven kindred spirit.