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He was from New Brunswick, so Exit 9 on the Turnpike!
Queens roots here. Far Rockaway. At that time my Sacred Circle was nature. Jamaica Bay and Atlantic Ocean, but the heart of the circle was the Adirondack Park where I now live. What I've come to understand is the circle is much wider, in fact infinite. It's all there really is, even here. Even the Jersey Turnpike!!
Queens roots here. Far Rockaway. At that time my Sacred Circle was nature. Jamaica Bay and Atlantic Ocean, but the heart of the circle was the Adirondack Park where I now live. What I've come to understand is the circle is much wider, in fact infinite. It's all there really is, even here. Even the Jersey Turnpike!!
Ah, the Adirondacks! Beautiful. I spent much of the last few years on a lake in rural Ontario. I miss the sound of loons calling. I truly felt immersed in the sacred circle up there.
Even back now on the Jersey coast, there is much sacredness to be found if you know where to look, but eventually, I think I will land somewhere upstate myself.
I suppose that I have no belief. I honor those that have them, truly I do, regardless of what shape their religion takes. In fact, I somewhat envy them their faith. It would be nice to have a soft place to land.
As for me, I don't know why, I just never have had faith. Even as a child, I couldn't connect with the abstract. So, I teach my children religion (as I said, I envy those that have faith, and I am very pleased that my eldest dd has a lot of it) and I sit in church but I feel like an imposter. Conversly, when my daughter was born I knew that there had to be a God to make birth the miracle that it is. But how to connect? I really don't know.
This makes me sad and is why I do not participate in religion because it has nothing to do with god, it is about giving yourself to someone else's belief. You don't need faith, like hope, that is a crutch with no real value. If either keeps you going when you want to quit, ok, that is value, but as a practical way of thinking it is not helpful, for example you seem to be thinking there is something wrong with you, when in reality it is something right with you. Faith is not fitting into someone else's religion, it is knowing who you are in relation to the world. That word faith is misused all the time.
This makes me sad and is why I do not participate in religion because it has nothing to do with god, it is about giving yourself to someone else's belief. You don't need faith, like hope, that is a crutch with no real value. If either keeps you going when you want to quit, ok, that is value, but as a practical way of thinking it is not helpful, for example you seem to be thinking there is something wrong with you, when in reality it is something right with you. Faith is not fitting into someone else's religion, it is knowing who you are in relation to the world. That word faith is misused all the time.
I try not to get into discussions about religions. But I am very open to learning about other cultures and other beliefs and the music that goes along with it.
Queens roots here. Far Rockaway. At that time my Sacred Circle was nature. Jamaica Bay and Atlantic Ocean, but the heart of the circle was the Adirondack Park where I now live. What I've come to understand is the circle is much wider, in fact infinite. It's all there really is, even here. Even the Jersey Turnpike!!
Queens roots here too.
Forest Hills and then Smithtown before moving to Midwest.
Dearly miss the street food - that chicken over rice at the food-cart on Homelawn st and Jamaica Ave was something else.
And even now, whenever I visit nyc, from LaGuardia I go straight to Bakhtar Kabab in Fresh Meadows. For me, it is THE BEST Mediterranean food in the world!
I would like to share some Native American Church songs. They used to be called Peyote songs. Each song is a prayer. The Native American Church was outlawed by the US government until the early 1900s. An anthropologist and a politician from Texas took part in a Native American Church meeting. And they made it possible for the Native Americans to participate in the Native American Church meetings.
about three months ago I lost my life partner and I must say that things are very different around here, is too quiet and I miss the sound of her voice. isn't it interesting how you get use to hearing certain things and take them for granted and how you miss them greatly when they are no longer there. It changes the whole dynamics of your life. Throughout our daily lives we can use to certain sounds and voices and when they are no longer there and upsets the balance and then we wonder what is to become of ourselves without the comfort of the sounds. Over the past couple of months I have become to accept the fact that I will no longer hear those comforting sounds again and it is hard to accept but the fact is I must and so I will carry on with her memory forever in my heart, my soul, and my being. I will take the time to mourn and continue to live in honor the best I can. Osiyo
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