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In this issue:
Two Thoughts for Readers
Feature Article: All the World’s a Village
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Two Thoughts for Readers
“You are the embodiment of the information you choose to accept and act upon. To change your circumstances you need to change your thinking and subsequent actions.” – Adin Sinclair
“We live in illusion and the appearance of things. There is a reality. We are that reality. When you understand this, you see that you are nothing, and being nothing, you are everything. That is all.” – Kalu Rinpoche
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Feature Article: All the World’s a Village
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As some of you know, I’m in Greece this week. This is my kind of trip!! Stay with friends, be able to do laundry, have someone to share every day with, aside from your own family, and most importantly, avoid hotels. Now, don’t get me wrong – there are hotels I love to stay in, and I really like the idea of someone else cleaning a room. It’s just that I’d rather have the feeling of family, love and acceptance when in a foreign country, or anywhere else for that matter.
This brings me to my thoughts today on Greece. I am very fortunate, and have traveled a great deal in my life. There are still many places I would like to go, but I have many years ahead of me, and I never know what road will open or what the future brings. I’ve learned to love life that way.
While here, I’ve observed some amazing things. I’ve had my “travel radar” on the entire time. In our travels, we have had the pleasure of experiencing some very skilled pickpokets. Here in Athens, there’s been very little of that. Other cities are far worse.
Instead, people watch out for each other. For example, on our first day here, our host took us downtown on the tram. A very unsavory character got on the train, not too far from us, and was lurching into people, slowly making his way towards us. I kept an eye on his hands, and was alert for accomplices, when suddenly a handsome young man looked over at us, and very loudly announced, “Be careful! Watch your money and pockets!” The disheveled would-be thief suddenly had his balance, and briskly left at the next stop. We thanked the young man with nods (and a badly pronounced “Thank you” in Greek), and our trip continued without incident.
Near the National Gardens, I watched an old man reach out and pull a middle aged woman back onto the street corner and scold her for not waiting for the green pedestrian walk light. Another time on the trams (I am a big believer in the merits of European style mass transit), I watched groups of teens on their way home from school mingle and chat while politely making way for older people, and flirting with each other from across the cars.
Nearly everyone here is so very friendly, and even if they don’t know English, will go out of their way to make you comfortable, see to your safety, or to provide you with information. Of course, there are the crazy and less scrupulous taxi drivers, and the street merchants who double their prices when they see Americans or Canadians coming their way, and many, many police officers on the streets because of the threat of rioting. But, Greece is at the cross-roads of three continents, and there are many people of many cultures and races here. Europeans, Africans, and Asians, all mix and meet, and buy each other’s wares. The marketplaces bustle, the street vendors run at the sight of the cops, and the lottery sellers are everywhere.
The willingness to share, the stories of the gods debating the worthiness of the continuance of mankind, and the incredible drama of the Acropolis has stirred many thoughts in me. In Rome, the Basilica is incredible, but made me feel small and insignificant. Here in Athens, you are instead of the same proportions, and therefore a part of, the places of worship, the places of commerce, and the places of contemplation. Did you know that the Greek sayings for health, and for wishing someone well in their life all have to do with athleticism? Older people here swear by swimming in the ocean every day of every year of their life. You’ll see fishermen in padded coats on a rock, and just past them, an octogenarian stroking cleanly through the water. It’s a whole new perspective.
All of this brings me to this week’s thought. I hear of gurus, clerics and pastors advising their faithful to “lose themselves” to gain a connection to God or the universe. But what does that really mean? Should we do as the ascetics and deny ourselves the simplest human pleasures? Should we deny our needs and freedom of choice and accept blindly the word of a self-proclaimed prophet? Should we disconnect from the reality we find ourselves in and bumble around looking for things we don’t really believe in? What does it really mean?
I think I’ve found my answer to the question. Perhaps it means to keep my focus on my fellow man, while honoring myself. These Athenians are in good health, and still take care of each other. I can rise above petty squabbles and dramas to see the beauty that is me, and is all around me. To lose myself is not to give up my individuality, it’s to see beyond my personal needs. It’s easy to be good to others, to serve mankind when you are healthy, happy, and secure. It’s easy to share abundance when you’ve allowed it to flow freely into and through your life. There are no limits. You can do whatever you want. It really is true that when you save the cheerleader, you save the world. Even as you raise the level for one, you have raised it for all. The life of a single child is no less important than all children. The life you are leading is no less important than that of a great celebrity. They are just living a different reality, and yours is no less significant.
Allow yourself to be patient and to be true to yourself. Remember to take at least five minutes every day to simply be by yourself and breathe. Allow yourself to indulge in a moment of thought, reflection and planning when the mood strikes. One day, one decision at a time, remaining aware of your choices and your feelings. You are the world.
And, as always, if you need help, I’m available. It’s what I do, and it’s what I love to do.
Sharon.
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