Saturday, March 12, 2011


While reading the morning paper I noticed a familiar disturbance of my body/mind.  It came as energy which I recognized as emanating from my habit of blaming/defending.  It was the recurring theme of I am right and your are wrong.  I realized I was reacting to what other people said was true or false. I forgot that these are only thoughts. So many of the writers seemed to have no respect for opinions other than their own with little or no awareness of their own bias. Perhaps this explains my discomfort. They were mirroring my own tendencies to do the same. My biases were rising up to incriminate me.
After I switched to a more spiritual reading, I realized what I needed was insight not the flurry of thoughts and opinions of human writers. After feeling again the discomfort of struggling against things as they are (and people as they are). I was then ready to see my options: I could fight in my imagination what I didn’t like and make myself miserable or I could just let it all go. Today I chose to let it go and found inner peace, the peace of God. 

Sunday, March 6, 2011


It’s a good day when I can be especially  helpful to someone and do something helpful for myself at the same time. Charlie wonders if that might be the divine plan for everyday, but this day did seem to be special.  Last Saturday we were invited by a friend to participate in “The Hope, Steps & Cure Walk San Antonio”, a fundraising and awareness walk to benefit the Aplastic Anemia & MDS International Foundation. This foundation provides support and hope to patients with bone marrow diseases. Our friend, Monica Fairchild, has a sister named Camy who had to interrupt her grad school work when she was suddenly hit with a serious illness. After months of testing, searching, experimenting and treatment she was given a diagnosis of Aplastic Anemia. Eventually she was able to complete her doctorate and tells how this foundation supported her and gave her hope and direction. Monica and Camy have given leadership and endless energy in support of the foundation. My wife, Martha, daughter, Karen, and I were privileged to give support to the foundation by joining the walk. The stimulating two-mile walk with caring and beautiful people was a blessing to us.