From The Top Of My Heart. . .

 

(January 29, 2017 journal entry I want to share.  It is only in rereading that I realize that I connect all manner of things in thought.  It is the reason for my seamless existence.  It all connects.)

Man cannot put in what God has left out.  Joe Biden in the Clarence Thomas hearings said this one early morning.  My sister was visiting and was glued to the TV set and I was knitting.  It was nearing 2 a.m.   What did he say? I asked.  And she repeated man cannot put in what God has left out.  That’s my missing link I said.  That’s it. ( I have researched the maxim but never found the source other than Joe Biden.)

For no matter how hard you work and how much you love,  the person has to want whatever for himself otherwise it will have no meaning.   They will avoid you and your ministration because they know you want something from them but damn if they know what.  If it is outside their frame of reference all your talk in the world will have no meaning.  Because they will have no clue.  No clue.

Why do I have such difficulty with this aspect of humanity?  Because it means that the best teachers cannot do anything if the student does not yearn and learn.  Not once but for all time.

Does it mean that the teacher gives up?  The teacher has to exhibit and make the student want whatever he deems crucial.  It puts the yearning and learning on the student.  Only then will the lesson take.

Who taught me?  Many teachers and they loved me enough to keep on loving and exhibiting the lesson.  Because the love and trust and learning were not evident in this life when I needed them most.  I remembered from other times and wanted these things for myself.  How many lifetimes?  A zillion or maybe one.  I cannot know from the top of my heart.

I know without doubt that love is all that matters.  I know without doubt that virtue is in labor.  I know without doubt I bring value to my life.  And unless we bring meaning to our lives and world there is none.  We will sleep a long sleep and wake up when we tire of sleeping.  And get on the road again.

We are in the creation business and have been since we first jumped ship and went for expression.  At first we did it for sport but over time it became serious business.  How serious we know now when our planet is in dire jeopardy and we chance to lose our classroom.  We had better become stewards.  The unborn demand this of us.  Life demands accountability because the next time may require hip boots as we walk in ash.

 

 

Photo by Joe Hallissey Jr.

3 Responses to From The Top Of My Heart. . .

  1. Veronica Hallissey February 22, 2017 at 12:18 am #

    Suzanne Tate. . .
    Wonderful post! Right to the point.

    Sent from my iPhone

  2. Veronica Hallissey February 22, 2017 at 12:23 am #

    Suzanne, thank you for commenting. I hope the readers of this post or any of them click on the photos. This one truly depicts how beautiful our planet is. It fills the screen when clicking and it is an awesome photo. I am desperate about my Earth. . .

    • Suzanne Tate February 27, 2017 at 1:23 pm #

      I am desperate as well, Veronica. I wake with it on my heart every day, and my frustration is palpable when I look down the road and realize that the man who took over the EPA will bring about the undoing of all the fragile improvements it has taken us decades to achieve.
      We need a miracle.

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