Thankful

Thanksgiving, to me, is the start of a holiday season that reminds us what is important in life: Love, Goodwill towards all, Compassion, Appreciation and Thankfulness for what we have in our lives. Greatest of all is Love. My wish for the world is that LOVE will dwell in every beating heart. Happy Thanksgiving, to all, whether you live in the United States or not. I wish you Peace.

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beehive

“If I ever catch you with one of them, I’ll kill ya.”

He was a sailor, he was a patriot, a Catholic, a husband

and a good man. He was a bigot, he was

short tempered and self righteous. He was my father. I knew

for the first time

that he was wrong. My godfather, his brother and his beautiful wife

had been talking. A black boy. A white girl. A neighborhood that was

not color blind.

I was seven years old. He threatened some future me

because he didn’t favor that particular darkness.

At my godfather’s house, the only time I can remember, I threw

the yo yo because it slipped. I was a klutz

with no common sense, and little fear. I plunged my hand

into the prickly bush and discovered too late

the beehive. I could not run fast enough. They stung me

seven times. Once for each year that I had lived

asleep.

© Tina Zabielski 2011-2019

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I am sorry

We were stumbling down an alley behind businesses and stone faced

dwellings for trendy young families and local hipsters. They were the kind

who bought their food from co-ops but didn’t volunteer. They drove expensive cars

they wore expensive clothes and their booze was so high brow

it swam into their hair lines. We were just kids. The leaves,

those tender little green things that turned the world sweet

in daylight, were casting shadows in the night. I showed you

the way they danced upon the asphalt as we made

our way to yet another party. You’d never noticed the ground

before. Not like that. You thought I was clever. Later

I was just another lost fool. Another loser you would

eventually

never think about, never care to know.

I was young then. I was foolish. I saw beauty and I conjured darkness.

I fucked your boyfriend. I am sorry. This is not some AA confession.

This is whiskey and memory

and the fact that you will never give me a chance to be

more than any of that.

© Tina Zabielski 2011-2019

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the river brought me

He was standing alongside the bank, hat in hand, eyes lost

to the movement and the glare of stunning sunlight, hearing immersed in the hiss

and trickle, splash and gurgle, the lapping up onto smooth river stones.

There was something floating by, a shape I’d seen

in dreams. It drifted along until it reached the soft pink

smooth inside of a conch shell, too big to be held, too big

to be blown. Caught in the eddy

it swirled there until my eyes opened.

Who was he, and why had he come again? And where

was his place on the chessboard of my life?

I don’t understand what it is

the river brought me. I only know he said

nothing, he said so much.

© Tina Zabielski 2011-2019

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Evolve?

 It’s so easy to use a simple word like “evolve” because I know exactly what I mean when I use that word in a sentence. To define the word makes one actually think about its meaning and try to explain it. That can be quite difficult, indeed. A friend asked me to explain more about what I meant when I posted “Lecture #123,456,789 admonishing people to evolve. I will attempt to answer the question…
The origin of the word: < Latin ēvolvere  to unroll, open, unfold
The dictionary defines the word “evolve” as: to come forth gradually into being; develop; undergo evolution. Or in biological terms: to develop by a process of evolution to a different adaptive state or condition.
My admonition that we evolve as a species concerns our psychological and spiritual development. Humans, like any other animal on the planet, are creatures of habit. Subsequently, we lock ourselves into routines and patterns, and that extends to the way we conceptualize the world we live in, along with our function within it. We like to put boxes around our understanding in order to feel in control, comfortable and capable of negotiating our lifetimes. We like it simple, explainable and uniform. Anything outside of the norm throws us for a loop.
What I am suggesting is that our evolution has been stymied by the established patterns of understanding over the past several thousand years. We learned how to use fire, how to make tools, how to farm the land, how to build permanent structures. We expanded our use of language, our understanding of the universe, our knowledge of biology and geology and psychology. We developed new and better tools and medicines and weapons and vehicles to transport us. We landed on the moon and constructed giant telescopes to study galaxies, and high powered microscopes to study cells. We advanced so very much. And then we stopped.
I’m waiting for us to start evolving again.
Why would we, for example, ever accept Jesus Christ’s statement that “the poor will always be amongst us” as being a perpetual reality we should only concern ourselves with marginally? (After all, what’s the point if we could never eradicate poverty?)  Why would we not instead develop the tools and the infrastructures and most importantly THE WILL to make poverty, hunger and homelessness passe throughout the world?
Why not make meditation as normal to every human being so that as a species we learn to value quiet, serenity, stillness, peace of mind? Certainly self knowledge, heightened awareness and calm would do a lot to promote peaceful conflict resolution rather than armed violence. Why not apply ourselves to ending violence and war?
I fear that I could go on a very long time about this. Suffice it to say that I truly believe that “where your mind is, there you are. where your heart is, there you are. just as action follows thought you can be whole again, be healed again…”
It’s time for us to apply our collective will and intelligence towards our very personal evolution as a species. None of our fantastic machines and physical creations can ultimately save us from our primary adversary: our egos.

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Have It Your Way!

Food For Thought:
As of January 1, 2013 there were an estimated 317,108,000 people in the United States. (Wow!) While no one seems to be able to give actual statistics regarding the percentage of Americans who are non-meat eaters (rather than strictly “vegetarians”), we can safely assume that the number is about 8% of the population.
That would mean that out of the estimated 317 million people here, about 285 million of them are meat eaters.

A “fluffy” fact: One cow provides about 400 lbs of hamburger meat (estimates range from 350 – 600 lbs, so I’m being conservative here). Let’s assume that the average hamburger weighs 1/4″ lb, that means that one cow can produce enough quarter-pounders at McDonalds to provide 1600 hamburgers. Sounds like a deal, right??
Now let’s assume that the 285 million people that eat meat in the USA partake of a mere 2 hamburgers a month (conservative number?).
That means that it took 356,250 cows to produce enough burgers to feed those American carnivores for one month. (And that’s just Americans!)

Another fact for ya: One quarter-pound burger requires 6.7 lbs of grain and nearly 53 gallons of water. Imagine that! One quarter-pounder requires enough grain to feed 10 people the average recommended amount of grain daily. (Recommended: 1.6 oz of grain per person daily.)
Are ya following me?
In place of one hamburger for one person, we could feed 10 people with whole grains.

And the water? 53 gallons of water per quarter-pounder… that’s 84,800 gallons of water just to give us 1600 hamburgers (one cow) or 30,210,000,000 gallons of water to provide just TWO hamburgers a month for everyone in the United States. That’s 30 BILLION gallons of water, folks!

How many of you reading this have experienced drought conditions the past decade? How many of you expect that to continue? Next time I drive through Burger King (don’t like McDonald’s, sorry), I will try to think of this. Will you?

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The Only Path

Travel with me. Walk with me. Hold my hand as we make

our way one more time upon the Earth. You have given me

your smile, I have given you my tears until my heart explodes

with joy. Life is as it should be. The spirit in me

salutes the spirit in you as we make our way together. Love is

the only path that takes us home, and so we go.

© Tina Zabielski 2011-2019

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Lecture # 123,456,789

Evolve. It can be done. Or perhaps you prefer the path of the dinosaurs, with only some bones and a few footprints to tell the world you were here?

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Dallas and the Missing Brain

Question:  So, how do you wind up with a missing President’s brain (JFK)?

Answer: You don’t.

Result:  Case shut for 100 years.

Opinion:  Gotta love American politics.

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Melody Maker

You speak to me as sunlight

life-giver, making the leaves glow warm

and tender, their fragile fabric of pulsing chlorophyll,

veins as roots as branches. And when you speak I become greedy.

I am so very hungry for more. Fold me into

the wings of angels, polish me with the love that lifts them high.

Fill me until I splinter into shards of unimaginable light. Parcel

out my soul to the scowling faces of teething infants,

incontinent seniors with their paper thin skin, pregnant mothers

and petrified fathers, adolescents with their angst fueled heartbeats,

the dying swathed in the echoes of laughter, the departed

who surely know better than I.

Submerge me until I breathe you in, saturate me until I become you,

until there is no you or me.

You are the melody maker and the song. You blink

and darkness falls. You smile and grace

melts like butter across this veneer of sorrow.

Spinning orb whose filament is the web that binds us,

for you, we are the atoms sprung from your muse, let loose

to become what we will

until we see

we have no face to reveal to the world, only compassion

for what moves upon it.

You are our deepest thirst and hunger, the path to you

our longest, riddle ridden and darkest night. The stars shine

because you smile upon us, and pepper us with glimpses

of the way back home. To believe in you is to reach up a hand

only to find you there

beside us

as close as a shadow or a hum.

© Tina Zabielski 2011-2019

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