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Retired from 10 years in the Canadian Navy, and 28 years in the Canadian Diplomatic Service, with postings in Beijing, Mexico City, Sri Lanka, Romania, Abu Dhabi, Guyana, Ireland, Trinidad, and, last but not least, India.

Tuesday 30 January 2018

The Distorted Light of Errors Past




Our tribes demand
we revere the past,
and tradition rules our lives.
Our gods are from another day,
another place,
another time.
“Ethnic origin”, 
that hackneyed phrase,
still speaks of whom we were.
We tribalize with sports teams,
and holidays,
and so many linguistic passwords
that grant entrance to our groups:
we love to belong
in our little social circles!

If only we could set aside
our basic insecurities,
our fear of the unknown.
If only we would live right now,
and live now right.
Let’s drop all gods
and those persons
who speak for them.
Can we not disdain
our differences,
and focus on all that we share:
we’ve lost a lot of time
we must make up
before getting anywhere.

Abandon tribal security,
and shake a stranger’s hand.
Stop supporting political hacks,
who exploit us
for their gain.
Let us all step back,
and take a breath,
(this isn’t going to be easy)
then rebuild our world
to serve us all:
enjoy our Heaven now!

The Ancient Hippie

The Ancient Hippie
Natraj dances with us all.

Welcome, and Namaste

Greetings fellow travellers,

For you American friends visiting, you will notice that this old Canadian uses Canadian English in this blog: kindly bear with me. As I blog primarily on subjects that are vitally interesting to me, I appreciate all feedback.

As I tend to be a bit of a language usage freak, I will, as required, edit obscenity and rude comments. That said, I welcome your opinions and discussion.

May your Dharma be clear

Peace

"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended:
That you have but slumb'red here,
While these visions did appear."


Puck’s epilogue to A Midsummer Night’s Dream