Call for Revolution

by Angela - on November 11, 2016

Happy Veterans Day. I’m sure grateful for those individuals on the front line. I bet they were often scared, sometimes unwilling, and maybe didn’t vote for the Commander in Chief who deployed them. We have a lot to learn from Veterans, whose main role is service to their country.

Like a freight ship going at full-speed that needs to make a sudden turn, my thought is tough to steer right now, but I’m realizing that the time for agonizing, commiserating, and bingeing on rhetoric is over. If indeed there is work to do, and there is, then do it. This is the start of my work. There is much more to say, but here I am, starting.

If my team had won, how hard would I be willing to work right now? Honest time: not very. I’d be gloating and floating on a cloud, and maybe (who are we kidding: would be) sticking it to the Other, even if not directly in their face.

But actually, this is an even more special time than any celebration would be. Yes, it is time to work. But…the work to be done is not the work of a rebel, but an empathizer, a creative, a healer. We know all the analogies: chick breaking out of an egg, butterfly from a cocoon, diamond in the rough, dross burning off of the gold. How often is there growth when patience, resilience, persistence, is not required? When there is not some immediate pressure to put off limitation? In the kingdom of heaven, harmony is the law and there is no resistance, true…but it evidently takes a little doing to acknowledge that state of present perfect being as our own consciousness and as here now.

It is clear our sweet little baby country is in need of healing. Why resent this fact? Why point fingers? Our government is We the People. It would be We the People, whoever takes office. And now the guy who was anti-government is the government. The people who elected him want to hold government accountable. They still get to do that, and now more than ever. No one is off the hook for the hard work to come in the next four years (+ forever).

Healing comes when the revolution is in individual thought. When the revolution starts collectively, it’s not always an opportunity to self-reflect, it’s often a swell of group think, it is a rush, it is high emotion swirling and adrenaline pumping. But when we stop to identify the opportunities for healing and start with our own thought—“Do I love, always? Am I ever driven by self-interest, enraged when my interests/values/needs are marginalized? Am I willing to listen with my heart to my neighbor? Do I truly want to find a solution that benefits all—not just prove that I am right?” —we are heading in the right direction.

The temptation is to think, “Okay, fine, I can do that, but what about him [my neighbor/brother/sister/political adversary]? Is he going to?” Dunno. Maybe, maybe not. But I’m not in charge of that guy, I’m in charge of me. This is the beauty of democracy. It takes great trust, great patience. But if I don’t start, that’s one less person demonstrating any sense of self-control. Democracy doesn’t mean we all have to flip our switch at the same time; it simply means we have the freedom to act on our individual highest sense of right. The definition of “liberty” in Greek (as used in the New Testament) is freedom to serve God. We are free at any and every moment to serve Love—and to choose Love as our God, even if we are being actually literally abused—to draw our thoughts from Love, to wait on Love, to act on Love. The more the “Other” guy doesn’t, the bigger our opportunity, the faster we will grow in patience and charity, the quicker we will burst out of the cocoon and see a bigger view of life, soaring above the very circumstance we feared we’d never escape.

We aspire to be a compassionate and intelligent civilization, and as such, we cherish the opportunity to help those who can’t help themselves; so why would we not relish every opportunity to love, even those who do not agree with us, even those who we want to label as racist, misogynistic, etc., (…or those who would categorize us that way), who abuse and persecute us.  (“Poor in spirit” means “poor in spirit;” it’s a broad term. See Matthew 5:3, and the following verses about loving our enemies.)

So instead of pontificating about what a compassionate and intelligent society “we” should be, how about I start demonstrating it, right here, right where I am, starting with my thoughts, ending with my actions, and how I treat my neighbor with whom I disagree? That is the real work that will bless, that is the revolution. And it has begun.

In the quote below, the word “body” can refer to our body of government, and “sickness” could easily be any kind of discord in the body:

“To be ‘present with the Lord’ is to have, not mere emotional ecstasy or faith, but the actual demonstration and understanding of Life as revealed in Christian Science.* To be ‘with the Lord’ is to be in obedience to the law of God, to be absolutely governed by divine Love, — by Spirit, not by matter. Become conscious for a single moment that Life and intelligence are purely spiritual, — neither in nor of matter, — and the body will then utter no complaints. If suffering from a belief in sickness, you will find yourself suddenly well. Sorrow is turned into joy when the body is controlled by spiritual Life, Truth, and Love. Hence the hope of the promise Jesus bestows: ‘He that believeth on me, the works that I do shall he do also; . . . because I go unto my Father,’ — [because the Ego is absent from the body, and present with Truth and Love.]”  Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy, page 14 (Marginal heading: Spiritualized consciousness)

*Christian Science is a way of life; it refers to the law of love applied. Christian means following the example of Christ Jesus, loving and healing as he did; and Science is the divine (immutable, absolute), spiritual law. Like math, it applies to everyone everywhere under every circumstance and is not subject to the numbers it governs. 😉


My Love story: the way forward

by Angela - on June 16, 2016

There are 2 kinds of plots, I teach my creative writing classes and independent coaching clients: plot-driven narratives and character-driven narratives. In the first, the action of the story moves the narrative forward and the character serves the action; often the protagonist doesn’t change much by the end of the story (think summer blockbuster where action is queen). In character-driven narrative, the story unfolds with our protagonist at the heart of it; how does she respond to conflict? What will she do now? By the closing scene, our main character has been reformed—in my favorite stories, it’s always for the better. You might be surprised to know that romances are generally plot-driven…that’s because it’s all about the action! The romance itself is the star of the show.

The greatest love stories are constituted of the characters finding each other, losing each other, and ultimately coming together despite great odds. In Greece, they tragically part ways. If it’s a Hollywood/Disney ending, they live happily ever after. I’m in the midst of one of those great love stories. Ok, actually, I’m smack dab in the middle of two. They are both happy journeys, they are both action-packed, and they are both character-driven. One is my marriage, and the other is my love affair with Love, which is what I’m taking a closer look at here.

My favorite author is masterful at writing about Love affairs. She also writes about tragedy, comedy, writes for young adults, children, and the elderly. Sounds like an amateur! Know your reader, I doggedly pound to my students, everyone can’t be your ideal reader! But this writer does know her reader. In the first page of her bestselling book (over 10 million sold!), Mary Baker Eddy “commits these pages to honest seekers for Truth” (Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, xii:26). She wrote about mankind’s Love affair with Truth.

Like all great love stories, we come back to the Truth often times against great odds. We come into our own, even when the villain in our story is presses us to give up, run away, curl up in a ball and hide in the dark…or is maliciously pursuing us to kill us! J.B. Phillips put it this way in his translation of St. Paul’s words, “The whole creation is on tiptoe to see the wonderful sight of the sons of God coming into their own” (Romans 8:19).


Love: coming home & moving forward Love: coming home & moving forward


My Love story is about coming home, finding myself, finding true unconditional Love, seeing the world through Love-colored glasses, discovering my strength and potential…and at the same time, going out into the world to have a great adventure. The only way to come home and go out into the world simultaneously is to take home, or in this case, the kingdom of heaven (love) with you in your heart.

It’s been since I was a little girl that I wanted to write, create art, and live a creative life. As I’ve progressed, and hopefully become a smidge less selfish, I’ve admitted that the purpose of my creative endeavors have been to bless others; and if I’m being honest, it’s not only to bless, but to heal. My Love story has the very talents bestowed on me by Love sometimes distracting me from loving (every great story should be laced with a little irony, after all). Self-seeking, pride, discouragement, even greed, get me headed down the wrong path, confused, perplexed…lost. Where am I? What am I supposed to be doing? My favorite author wrote, “Love for God and man is the true incentive in both healing and teaching” (Science and Health, page 454). I’ve come home to this simple and profound reminder more times than I can count. And the very next sentence gets me on track and moves me forward: “Love inspires, illumines, designates, and leads the way.” Annnnnnnd… the sentences after that keeps me moving forward (see? Plot-driven and character-driven!): “Right motives give pinions to thought, and strength and freedom to speech and action. Love is priestess at the altar of Truth. Wait patiently for divine Love to move upon the waters of mortal mind, and form the perfect concept. Patience must ‘have her perfect work.’”

If you, too, are looking to come home and find a way forward, Love inspires, illumines, designates and leads the way. The happy ending to your Love story is right now; and it’s just the beginning.


SUMMER: the season of color and abundance

by Angela - on June 9, 2016

colorful abundant manifold

This seemed like a good summer time anthem! I fell in love with this quote, and with this visionary, when I visited his site (linked below) on advice of a friend. Inspiration is everywhere, but this man’s work is extraordinary.

If you need a creative spark, check it out.

“The colourful, the abundant, the manifold, is always better than mediocre grey and uniformity.” – Friedensreich Hundertwasser


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