Good morning. Sitting here having coffee with infinity. Nice discussion, except I keep having to say "Wait. Go back. I am not sure I got all that...."

I woke waaaaay too early this morning. Probably last night. I read all of lightworkers, played some yahoo canasta, updated myself on news of the world, then checked my email. I got this from my cousin, Steve. Chuck is his elder brother and the oldest in my generation, in my family. Besides asking for your prayers, I think there is something worthwhile to read in all this.

Learning to fly
Is making me cry
The joy is causing
A leak from my eye.

Gratitude I guess
Is making that mess
Of tears on my face
But wait, I digress...

Grace, I suppose
Leads by the nose
By following bliss
Our consciousness grows.

Elation came through
But despair did too
By rising above
Limitations of two...

Wisdom emerged proud.
Spoke softly not loud.

I came across this website as I was reading about the sweat lodge deaths in Sedona. I thought I would share their introduction with you, as I felt it contained some valuable advice. A person can love God or money, not both.

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Well, I am sure we've all heard the news about how the Justice department in the U.S. not going to mess around with the states w/regard to "medical marijuana."

I really stressed in some ways about my upcoming marraige. I did some old, twentieth-century agonizing over it. But I remembered to observe and really (IMHO) handled it all, props to all higher selves and loving God. And the good focus I had put into staying stable: chill and centered during all the pre-wedding chaos carried over into the honeymoon.

I am a married man! The ceremony was a little late but I looked up at the sky during it and it was a beautiful pink. I thought this an auspicious beginning.

Now, I am taking a moment between honeymoon venues to let you all know what you already know. Love is grand. Each facet, each aspect of love is just ducky.

Having stated the obvious. He blew kisses to all and signed off...

I have a little 3x5 card up on the bulletin board here in my office. In sharpie, it has two words "method" and "mission." The words are one on top of the other and when I apply wordygurdy translations the sign reads: "Method over mission." We're all still, to some degree, behind the veil here. And the answer to the question, "what, then, must we do?" is more often than not unclear.

I thought this was a little creepy. Note the part about how reporters are no longer intelligent enought to know what a 'virus' is.

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/09/28/health/policy/28vaccine.html?_r=1&hp

Learn. Discern. Learn. Discern. Repeat as necessary.

Shine Bright.

This may not flow like a good essay but hopefully you kind folk will get the gist....

I say I am a "gift economist," not a free-market hypocrite, nor a communist. I advocate a world without currency. Where what one has to offer is offered and given to the other who has a need.

It is better to give than recieve.