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12-2-01

ONE POWERFUL PROMISE
From 1977 journal notes

Sometimes when we are without any feeling of power or importance, we have to latch onto one powerful truth and hang on for dear life.

At this time in ‘77 I was going through a time of finding some spiritual roots after a 20 year period of church disappointment and agnosticism. I had been unjustly fired and felt I should run for office to vindicate my name. I kept asking for signs and all I got was the words, "I will be with you." No money, no organization – nothing but that one  sentence came to me.

Then the signs began. Signs showing Something or Someone was with me. Little things, sometimes, but when you have almost nothing going for you, any tiny help boosts your confidence.

I couldn't say this when I was in office because people would have thought I was just talking religion to help myself politically, but I am glad I can say it now because I strongly desire to give God credit. I became keenly aware over those six months of campaigning that God was with me, opening doors, giving me strength, drawing to me the people I needed to win.

I'm not saying I was a better Christian or more spiritual than my opponent. To the contrary I was a spiritual baby, struggling for some kind of reality.

I was unable to raise much money and I think now the reason was that the credit needed to rest where it belonged, not to money.

Nothing feels better than to prove a spiritual reality in your life. To stand on a promise while doing everything you know to do, taking chances that might look ridiculous to those who don't know the spiritual path you have chosen.

Until the day I die, I will treasure this experience. It means so much more to me than just winning. Even if I had lost, I could have never been an agnostic again. A Presence had become too real to be denied.

NAMES ARE ENERGY FIELDS
From 1997 journal notes

Say these names quietly and slowly and notice your energy changes: Ebeneezer Scrooge, Mother Teresa, Rosa Parks, Gandhi, Jesus. Any others that come to your mind.

I have come to realize that names carry energy. That's why I like to nickname my close friends.

One dear friend sends me letters with sparkles and stars all over them. Her name is "Lea" so I gave her the spiritual energy name of "Sparklea." Just looking at that word sparkles up my energy field.

I love my nickname of "Downhome." It transmits the power of old memories, old places and old ways that have special meaning for me. It makes me realize that "old" can mean "new." Every old memory you pull up today, is new. You re-embrace it. You swap with it the energy of your nowness.

Give yourself at least one nickname that brings out the most sparkling aspect of your being. Even if you never share it with anyone and are never called by that name, meditate on it now and then and suck the juice out of it.

When I was a boy, I'd cut across a sugar cane field going to the creek to fish or swim. I'd take my pocket knife and cut off stalks of sugar cane, stripping away the hard bark, and just suck all the goodness out of it. Just think of your special name as a big chunk of that sugar cane.

This will sound silly until you try it but it is sublimely silly and sublimely silly is sublime.