Lost Chance

Lost Chance

I don't stand a chance

In a controlled environment.

Nor does truth or honesty

Or the care that is absent.

For that chance to exist

Freedom must be returned,

Hearts must be unblocked

And the truths learned.

Flood and Drought and Fire Concerns

  I am concerned about the unusual floods and droughts and fires that have been taking place around the globe. My heart feels for all who are being hurt and are suffering losses of homes...etc. I know what that feels like. It can be devastating on all levels. Its far more than just the loss of physical things that can be replaced - its also the loss of a sense of safety and security and loss of emotional attachments...etc. I hope all the victims of these disasters have loving support in their process of grieving and healing and rebuilding. I hope people, from all around the globe, who have the heart and the resources and the ability, will step in and to help the victims in the every way they can. 

Yesterday's weather reports of Keene being under a flood warning reminded me of the 2005 dream I had about Keene being set under water, due to water rising extremely fast in the middle of a night. I hope this is not yet to come and that the dream was about a past flood event, which was not as bad as it seemed in the dream.

Return of Native Spirit Blog

I put a new post on my Return of Native Spirit blog. The remains of nine lost children have just been returned home from an assimilation school...  https://returnofnativespirit.blogspot.com

How Much?

How much Love has been wasted -

Not even allowed to exist?

How much have we not felt?

How much have we all missed?

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"I'm Sorry"

When I listen to this song I think of singing it to my life - the way I'd lived it before the targeting tore it from me. Sometimes its OK to feel sorry for ourselves. We count too.

John Denver - I'm Sorry

https://youtu.be/jIjOAWXZJSI

P.S. I think John Denver is one of humanity's greatest artists. It takes real talent to be able to do both the writing and singing of songs. And the songs, like so many of John Denver's, that reach out from the heart and touch other hearts, are gifts for humanity. This one brought tears to my eyes - a real heart toucher for me right now.

How Much? (full song)

 How Much?

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She was beaten and battered

'til she begged on the street

For compassion from us

And healthy food to eat.

How many turn away -

How many pass her by?

How many blame her and

Leave her there to die?

This was not her choice

And its not her fault.

Let's keep her wounds clear

Of our stinging salt.

Please take time to care

And hold out a gentle hand,

Even if you don't know her

Even if you can't understand.

Chorus; How much Love has been wasted -

Not even allowed to exist?

How much have we not felt?

How much have we all missed?

Did you notice, yesterday,

Tears filling her blank eye

When she received a hug

From a stranger passing by?

That's the first she's had

In over a decade of time.

It was just a tiny piece

Of her needed life line.

Tears flowing for a single

Moment of genuine care,

Because its so unusual -

Too painfully rare.

Its sad. Sad. So sad.

So indescribably sad.

Where is the humanity

That we thought we had?

Chorus; How much Love has been wasted -

Not even allowed to exist?

How much have we not felt?

How much have we all missed?