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<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>Dear Toni,</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>Your thoughts resonate with
mine. </FONT><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>I have experienced a
sadness this last week or so as I watched this space close over on itself.
We have stopped engaging with each other. This is a choice that does
not resonate with me, and is also a choice I am unwilling to resist.
(Interesting thought, there: I wonder how a state of "non-resistance" differs
from a state of "non-violent resistance.")</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>I would like to share this bit from
Paul Williams' <U>Das Energi</U>:</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus>This is the
truth.</FONT></FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>It's all true.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>Every word that anyone ever tells
you is true.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>If you could just open far
enough,</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>Make the effort to
understand.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>It is time to destroy the myth of
the artist.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>We are all artists.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080><FONT face=Papyrus><FONT size=2>We need to become
better art <EM>appreciators.</EM></FONT></FONT></FONT><EM> </EM></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>There's plenty of great
creation.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>We need great listeners, great
readers, great perceivers.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>Great receptors.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>It's all true; what's hard is not
<EM>saying </EM>truth but <EM>accepting </EM>truth.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>Embracing truth.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2><EM>That </EM>is
greatness.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>Open up.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus></FONT></FONT> </DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus>I can't resist just one
more quote, for those who dream of peace and also for those who don't.
This is from Norton Juster, <U>The Phantom
Tollbo</U><U>oth</U></FONT></FONT><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2> as
quoted by Martha Minow:</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>The king says: "[T]here was one
very important thing about your quest that we couldn't discuss until you
returned.... It was impossible." And the king and his brother confirmed:
"[I]f we'd told you then, you might not have gone - and, as you've discovered,
so many things are possible just as long as you don't know they're
impossible."</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=#800080 face=Papyrus size=2>Julie</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial">----- Original Message ----- </DIV>
<DIV
style="BACKGROUND: #e4e4e4; FONT: 10pt arial; font-color: black"><B>From:</B>
<A href="mailto:sacred@anacortes.net" title=sacred@anacortes.net>Toni
Petrinovich</A> </DIV>
<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>To:</B> <A
href="mailto:OSLIST@LISTSERV.BOISESTATE.EDU"
title=OSLIST@LISTSERV.BOISESTATE.EDU>OSLIST@LISTSERV.BOISESTATE.EDU</A> </DIV>
<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>Sent:</B> Wednesday, October 03, 2001 12:09
PM</DIV>
<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>Subject:</B> Conversation with MySelf</DIV>
<DIV><BR></DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4>This morning as I sat in
meditation, there occurred a surge of energy and unspoken words that mounted
and then brimmed over into a silent conversation with mySelf. The
question arose: WHERE are they? Where are the beings who can hold
the space of truth, integrity, compassion, love, forgiveness and unity?
Where on this planet do they live? Where is one who can stand in the
fire with me? Where do they reside who are willing to look in the mirror
of themselves and allow masks to drop so we may look at each other in
clarity?</FONT></EM></DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4></FONT></EM> </DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4>My heart ached as I sat and
I reflected on the pain of the last month felt throughout the world - how
being REAL is what it is all about. And how that is what happened to the
American people on September 11th. Life got REAL real - and now time has
passed on while people are going about their daily lives, hanging their
patriotic flags out of windows and slashing their neighbors to bits behind
their backs; yelling at their loved ones; unable to find time and space to sit
in meditation yet finding all the time in the world for whatever else fills
their day; turning their heads when a question is asked in truth and saying -
"I can't go there; it is too hard"; pretending that life will go on as it did
in the past before the clarion call to wake up was blasted throughout America
and we created our own martyrs. </FONT></EM></DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4></FONT></EM> </DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4>And so, now, we sit in the
eye of the storm. It is strangely silent, is it not? There is a
waiting while the flags wave in the breeze, George Bush rallies the Congress
to give him torturing rights to get information "so long as it is not on U.S.
soil" and the workers in NY city continue to zip up the body bags filled with
pieces - not only pieces of bodies - pieces of identities that died before
having a chance to speak their unspoken truth, say their last goodbyes and
clean up whatever inner garbage needed disposing of before transitioning
through the veil.</FONT></EM></DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4></FONT></EM> </DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4>And so I sit and marvel at
the words I hear spoken around me as I ask questions that seek to uncover the
unspeakable: Do you get value and connection out of prayer?
Answer: It is not meant to be anything except worshipping God; it is not
about connection. Will you come sit and meditate with me?
Answer: Oh, its too hard to quiet my mind; can't get past those thoughts
(and I am not going to attempt it because that would mean work on my
part). Can we talk about what separates us - what feelings, words,
thoughts keep us from being one? Answer: No, it scares me to be
real so I will continue to be false with you and be angry with you if you do
not accept my falseness. And on and on and on it goes.</FONT></EM></DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4></FONT></EM> </DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4>So, I sit and reflect and
feel and listen. I am not flying a flag for there is nothing to be
patriotic about. I do not support murdering people for oil disguised as
a war on terrorism; I restate that I do not believe the US did not know this
was coming and let it happen; I will continue to hold a position of love and
compassion for ALL involved because that ALL includes every being on this
planet. Yes, I know that all IS perfect and that this is part of the
experience we have chosen. Yet, in any moment, we can choose
again.</FONT></EM></DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4></FONT></EM> </DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4>We can choose to be
conscious, to look, listen, feel and really hear each other and be unafraid to
drop the masks and protective barriers that surround each individual in
his/her particular way. We can spend time being present with each other
and allowing the other to speak the unspoken in their hearts and not cast
aspersions their way because we may not agree. We can spend each day
making time to be silent with the connection that is US, our Source
connection, so that we may know that we are all One. We can stop
pretending that it is okay to pretend. And then it will be seen where the
people are who can hold the space of truth and integrity, compassion and love
and they will be able to be seen; they will be able to be heard and felt - and
no one will feel alone again. If you dropped your mask to only one
person today and they, in turn, dropped theirs to one other - how close we
would all become. </FONT></EM></DIV>
<DIV> </DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4>Ask yourself - how long do
you really believe Mother Earth will hold this energy? She is alive, can
feel, experiences life and what is happening to her body and those in and on
it. We are united in the spiritual and electronic/magnetic grid that
contains us in the field we call earth. How long can it hold while those
within it are disengaged from it within their consciousness? Sit with it
and see where the answer lies for you.</FONT></EM></DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4></FONT></EM> </DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4>Toni
Petrinovich</FONT></EM></DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#800080 face=Garamond size=4></FONT></EM> </DIV>
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