Re: battle fatigue, and I am not even in a battle

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In a message dated 9/28/2004 12:36:41 PM Central Daylight Time,

omagramps410@... writes:

>The answer for me is to quit thinking as much as I can, and devote myself to

>spending more time in meditation. That helps me, but no one else,

Hi Toni,

I have no words of wisdom but just a big hug. {{{Toni}}}

But I also disagree with the final part of your statement, that is, that

meditation helps no one but you. I strongly feel that whatever helps one helps

the All even if the one isn't aware of that. So do whatever it takes to help

you; it counts.

Namasté

Sam in Texas §(ô¿ô)§

Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars. -- Les

Brown

Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks

outside, dreams. Who looks inside awakens. -- Carl Gustav Jung

You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you don’t try. --

Beverly Sills

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battle fatigue, and I am not even in a battle

Dear All,

I live in western Pennsylvania and am aghast at the destruction of part of my

county. We are Ok, but many of my neighbors fell apart finally only after the

second hurricane came and went.

I would have fallen apart sooner. The stamina and the courage shown are heroic

and I marvel at human resilience.

Mine seems in short supply. I think my thinking has led me to the wrong place,

because I am sometimes so anxious about the election and the war that I almost

cry. Then came the hurricanes and 3 of our kids, in Louisiana and Florida, and

now in Houston are up to their ears in water, while Ray and I sit comfortably on

dry land.

I have always been an optimist, and personally I know my end. But I have

children and grandchildren who have to live in the world these maniacs made, and

nature hasn't helped any.

The answer for me is to quit thinking as much as I can, and devote myself to

spending more time in meditation. That helps me, but no one else, and I wish I

could go out and help clean up the mess and throw money ( I don't have) at all

the serious problems around me, and of course, my kids.( well we do that)

Here in PA, it is the poor and the working class homes and businesses

destroyed, and many cannot rebuild for their debts are too high to borrow even

from the government.

Those who managed to get through the hurricanes can watch the continual

killing and the endless words come from the TV. If that isn't enough US Air has

its hub here and are laying off more and more people here.Our wonderful

" growing economy " here is headed south, and the soup kitchens and the food

depositaries are empty.

Well, I can put the stock market too inside all this stuff and I can package

it up and throw it away. That would improve nothing, but maybe I would feel

better.At least i wouldn't be hauling it around on my back.

Sorry to be so negative, but today it is raining again on these homeless wet

and soggy people.The phone lines are down and 2 of my kids don't have

electricity after just restocking their refrige.

(they will be OK, much better than the poor and old here) And I sit here dry

and safe. For this I am full of gratitude but I feel almost guilty for having no

stake in all this misfortune. Anyway, I thought I would write, since I have no

one here to commiserate with.

Forgive my coming to this circle with no uplifting thought and a darkness I

haven't felt in 50 years.

Toni

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battle fatigue, and I am not even in a battle

Dear All,

I live in western Pennsylvania and am aghast at the destruction of part of

my county. We are Ok, but many of my neighbors fell apart finally only after

the second hurricane came and went.

I would have fallen apart sooner. The stamina and the courage shown are

heroic and I marvel at human resilience.

Mine seems in short supply. I think my thinking has led me to the wrong

place, because I am sometimes so anxious about the election and the war that I

almost cry. Then came the hurricanes and 3 of our kids, in Louisiana and

Florida, and now in Houston are up to their ears in water, while Ray and I sit

comfortably on dry land.

I have always been an optimist, and personally I know my end. But I have

children and grandchildren who have to live in the world these maniacs made, and

nature hasn't helped any.

The answer for me is to quit thinking as much as I can, and devote myself

to spending more time in meditation. That helps me, but no one else, and I wish

I could go out and help clean up the mess and throw money ( I don't have) at all

the serious problems around me, and of course, my kids.( well we do that)

Here in PA, it is the poor and the working class homes and businesses

destroyed, and many cannot rebuild for their debts are too high to borrow even

from the government.

Those who managed to get through the hurricanes can watch the continual

killing and the endless words come from the TV. If that isn't enough US Air has

its hub here and are laying off more and more people here.Our wonderful

" growing economy " here is headed south, and the soup kitchens and the food

depositaries are empty.

Well, I can put the stock market too inside all this stuff and I can

package it up and throw it away. That would improve nothing, but maybe I would

feel better.At least i wouldn't be hauling it around on my back.

Sorry to be so negative, but today it is raining again on these homeless

wet and soggy people.The phone lines are down and 2 of my kids don't have

electricity after just restocking their refrige.

(they will be OK, much better than the poor and old here) And I sit here

dry and safe. For this I am full of gratitude but I feel almost guilty for

having no stake in all this misfortune. Anyway, I thought I would write, since I

have no one here to commiserate with.

Forgive my coming to this circle with no uplifting thought and a darkness

I haven't felt in 50 years.

Toni

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Dear Group,

I did not mean to send you multiple copies of my whining letter.One is

enough.Last

night I realized I was going back on my own decision to accept whatever came. I

retract not my sorrow but my complaining. This is after all the world we built.

We are responsible for all but nature, and even some of that.

Grieving is Ok, and I do, but complaining about what I and everyone's thoughts

and actions have caused isn't. Sometimes a heavy heart just reminds us, that

human beings have a long way to go.

Suffering is suffering whether seen, heard, or felt. That is what awareness is

supposed to be about. What is, IS.