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Sunday, July 27, 2025

Something is Stirring

For a long time, I've been interested in self-help books, seminars, workshops, Tony Robbins, Abraham, and bodywork. I've taken two six-month trainings in—now, so many years later, I don't know what to call those two full days a week for a year. They included rebirthing, spirituality, a sharing of feelings, and a process that leaders called a Breakthrough. From what to what? I used to think that if it wasn't painful, it wasn't working.

Well, that's a bunch of crap.

After all that, I'm glad I did it, now I am at a crossroads. Perhaps you feel that way too, feeling confused, angry, and physically tired in a way that lying down doesn't alleviate. We are seeing the collapse of many things we hold dear; things we thought would last forever.

Yet something is stirring. Do you feel it?

Something is happening.

Not the deportation of people, the threats of losing citizenship, the firing of comedians, the silencing of voices, of public media threatened, not all that.

It’s a rising up of people.

  

A new day is coming, a day filled with hope and joy, where we care for each other, the earth, the animals, plants, water, and even things we don't consider living.  

Consider this: even gangs and mobsters are loyal to their families. They have a shared belief, not necessarily a good one, but with it comes a need to belong—to love and be loved.

In moments of crisis, we rise to the occasion. We are good people. Some people would jump into ice-cold water to save a stranger or an animal in need. We talk people off bridges so they don't jump off. We care at a level we don't even know we have.

I hear voices crying in the wilderness. They are calling forth a new day. They are the hope of the future.

Can you hear them?

Can you feel them?

Notice how it feels when you walk into a room full of people.

Part of that feeling comes from your own anxiety, but you know when you feel safe and when you don't. You know when you are welcome and when you aren't.

 

I used to attend a Church in San Diego, California, whose minister was Terry Cole-Whitticker. The day I walked into that church, I felt at home. 

Terry's church rang, it sang, it danced. It was positive. Terry spoke while looking at the audience, she spoke of good things not bad. She told the choir to memorize their songs so they sang directly to the people. 

One day, at a service, a man gave me a flower, and that simple flower meant so much. How can we make it better? You give it to someone else. How much love can a single flower give? 

One day Terry said that if we brought a hurting person into that room all the love that was stirring would heal them. This energy level takes more than one person. 

But Terry was one person with a dream and determination, she brought people together, motivated them, and they synergistically raised the collective consciousness.

When you leave this blog my hope is, my determination is, that you will feel uplifted.

 

 

 


"We're the ones to make a brighter day, so let's start giving."

                         --written by Michael Jackson and Lionel Richie

"We're The Ones to Make A Brighter Day" is the largest-selling Charity single record In 1985 it raised more than $80 million (equivalent to $229 million in 2024) for the people of Africa impacted by the 1985 famine.

 

"It's in every one of us to be wise…"

—song by David Pomeranze

I'm singing that song today.

 

Forgive me but this made me laugh so hard I have to post it.

From Scotland: