Day: March 10, 2006

  • 20060310-In Conceivables

    A small hand held booklet had hurt in my hands and it was about abortion. The small Christian gift shop had many items to sell like rosary beads, statues of reverence and lots of media like cassettes, videos and books. I bought this little booklet and wanted to find out why people abort their unborn babies.

    As much as I recall, it talks about spiritual beings wanting to serve on earth with a choice to live as humans and start out their lives with bio-units. There are those who remember their past lives while others live in blissful amnesia to start over and make their current lifetime better.

    Some have been dismayed for not being able to fulfill their missions and may return in other forms in a later life as another bio-unit or relative. Abortion is considered a sin according to this Christian booklet and the cover showed an up close face of an angry person. Other organizations believe that abortion is justified if the mother’s health is in danger; the fetus has medical problems or has been conceived out of unwanted incidences.

    Today, I live not to dwell on my near death experience at birth (due to medical problems) but to celebrate my conception as a sovereign being born as a loving human and a funny blogger with novice writing skills. Today is my bio-unit’s 38th wedding anniversary. So this means Happy Birthday to me. For Asian, we give ourselves an extra year so this would make me 39. I need another year to join the forty something crowd.

    The blessed event occurred some thirty eight years ago when my parents made their vows to each other by getting married in St. Vincent de Paul Church on San Marcelino in the Philippines on March 10, 1968. There are some old newspaper clippings showing my parents smiling while each held in their hands two snow white doves. The newspaper clipping said that they would make their homes in Naples, Italy where Paw would have been stationed. Those times were truly innocent and happy moments.

    Their intentions to marry each other and raise bio-units together were made with love. Paw worked very hard and saved enough money (without the help from his siblings) to get married because Maw came from dirt poor bio-units. It’s inconceivable to think that nothing could result without love in the first place. They were in love then and still love each other much like older couples do in their special ways now. I am impressed with couples that stick together through tough times and stay married together for this long like my bio-units.

    Those who don’t stay long in any relationship are equally blessed for cherishing their new found freedom. They may not always come out of the old ones without some bitterness but once again there are always opportunities for the conception of love in many forms. From out of the old antiquated thinking of eternal marriage vows comes the birth of eternal spiritual families full of life and love, a new beginning.

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  • 20060310-Enuf Said

    Un oeuf is an egg. Enough is enough.
    Eggs become chicken. We need to grow up.
    We can stop these egg biters with our best.
    We can defeat them with Love in our nest.

    We will hold our hands of winged intent
    and shower golden auras as our strength.
    We will fly right into their cold hearts of stone.
    The predators and parasites will groan.

    We can say no more and can act some more.
    NOW we can raise earth’s light through open door.
    We can send harm back to the land beyond.
    NOW we can lock them up where they were spawned.

    We have heard your call and we have the shield.
    NOW we go forth with Love for our fate is sealed.

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  • 20060310-Winds Hush

    The wind is blowing outside and I see snow on the hills of Mt. Hamilton, CA. I have taken a picture and will upload this one after having dinner tonite with my parental units, whose 38th wedding anniversary marks another year of my existence on this earth plane.

    My blogs, like myself, exist to share what wisdom and knowledge I may have acquired along the way. There seems to be chasing of the wind in all this futile effort of blogging and I’m left wondering if hanging to every thought, word, action and deed would make sense to those who seek to define their realities through mine as I struggle to define my realities through my readers.

    Sharing information is useful as a tool for coaching one’s path in life. These blogs have paved a way for me to show how limited the words I could use to describe exactly what could possibly happen in moment in time. Silence may be an option to exercise. (And I don’t mean selling my company stock options which is currently worth three times its value now).

    The wind continues to blow outside and is heard through the rustling of leave on ground and in trees; through the howling of the vinyl windows and through my ear holes and it passes the locks of raven black hair past my shoulder blades. I put my hair up in a scrunchy hair band of dark blue to match it darkness as it cascades around and downward like waterfall mists spraying its tendrils into the moonlight of an island beyond.

    Wind is really noiseless and doesn’t have voice. I try and listen to what the wind says, “Hush.” This is what I hear. There is nothing but my own heart beating and being in perfect tune to the love frequency of the universe. I look through me, with me and become only the truth in me. I meditate everyday of myself and these fall on deaf ears. Silence is golden.

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