As far as what we are, I’m saying that I am not homo sapiens. What I am is far more than that. I am the very Universe we speak of. As are you and everyone else. If it is all One, then it is all One.

And yes, we do our part to help humanity bumble along its merry way. I said make it, as in survive, or better, thrive. I don’t know if humanity surviving is an unquestionable good. But I seem to feel an urge to help. So, I do what little I may. Isn’t that enough? It is for me.

I’m sorry, but I can’t tell what you mean by “that isn’t what we are.” What isn’t what we are? We are, of course, not the only life form around, no matter how much our arrogance may suggest to the contrary. But I don’t see where I said or implied anything about the end of life. Quite the contrary, in fact.

We help humanity make what, exactly? More money? Is human survival an unquestionable good? Seems like a question we might consider. Bearing in mind that all of us are unquestionably going extinct one by one, how is it so unthinkable that we all might go together, more or less?

I think there’s a pretty good case to be made for our purpose having been to take organization as far as it’ll go. Perhaps we’ve succeeded in this–globalization, don’cha know–leaving us up a blind alley (or “On the Beach”) at the moment.

I haven’t hated my path yet, but I have had periods when I’ve not been sitting in the mornings because I found it boring/was tired/whatever. But somehow I always feel the urge sooner or later to come back to it, and when I do “it’s like coming home” like I one time told my wife.

Another thing, you write about the Universe wanting us to continue. I’ve lately come to believe in some kind of universal guidance myself, a bit like what Paolo Coleho says, that the Universe hints at things for you to do or notice. I’ve had many such experiences the more I’ve opened myself to the idea.

Some people might disregard this as mumbojumbo, but that is their opinion and this is mine.

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Reading your article made me realize more clearly the nature of my path.

It started when I was very young. I got really sidetracked for many years, but very consciously (and a bit defiant, too). I went back to it with fervor, with couldn’t wait kind of energy.

I am currently wondering what was I thinking starting all this? And although I don’t always find it funny, I can at least smirk at the fact that now the can of worms is open and I might as well do something with them.

It is too bad I don’t like all the yucky parts of fishing…just the quiet, peaceful moments on the pier or in the boat. Hard to kill the worms, or the fish. And the throwing them back injured never made much sense to me. But at least they were fed. Can’t help but learn metaphorically in that.

@Sherri: I’m glad you liked the article. Better yet, I’m glad it came when you needed. No coincidences, are there? One of my favorite spiritual teachers, Adyashanti, likes to poke fun at the whole idea of a spiritual path or spiritual life. There’s just life, he would say. I’m beginning to agree.

Your article came to me at a moment when I needed it. I am stumbling on my path about now and wondering if I’m even on the path anymore. I guess that’s when you have to have faith.

Great article,
Sherri

Keep up the great work with your blog.

Nice comments. I welcome more.

I’ll be glad to know of any comments this notion attracts.

Best of success with your new website.

I did not get your newsletter the begining of
March 2008.

Was the newsletter sent then? If so, would you
correct your email list so I recieve them.

Thank You

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