Much of what I know about war was what I learned while playing as a kid. You know, using a stick or a broken branch from a tree, I’d pretend it was a rifle to shoot the bad guys who were out to get me and the rest of the good guys in my old neighborhood. Continue reading
When I write, I try to tap into the child within. I try to “feel” something that I can share with another, be it humorous, educational or shocking. I have stories to tell from my past that brought me to this point, and I think they may help another to feel what I feel and to take action even if that action is simply to refrain from acting or even thinking.
Listening to the story about the Buddha, I was reminded the other day about something I have meditated upon for a number of years. And that is returning to a point in my life as a youngster who felt unconditional love.
Siddhartha was a prince who left his father’s kingdom as well as his wife and child in search of why there was so much suffering in life. He tried to understand life by depriving himself of pleasure and after 6 years of wondering through India, he nearly starved himself to death looking for the answer.
Upon reflection one day, he remembered a moment when he was a child and felt a calm and peaceful feeling encompass his entire being. There was no worry, no wants and no “thing” that bothered him. He was one with the Universe and the Universe was one with him. He tasted what poets and holy men later called Nirvana and Heaven on Earth.
I believe that I too have felt that direct contact with whatever you want to call that entity inside of us. Some call it God, Buddha Nature or the Christ Consciousness.
I call it the “wisdom I was born with.”
I have found that I can tap into it when I become as guileless as a child who sees no past and no future, but only the present which is a glorious thing if you simply dwell on it.
It starts with seeking silence and reflection on what you remember as love as a beautiful child.
All of my legal career involved defending someone charged with crimes or offenses against the law. I worked 20 years as a lawyer, trying more than a hundred jury trials, winning more than half of them.
But to be honest, my first taste of arguing the law came not as a defense lawyer, but as a prosecutor, one appointed by some colonel to bring charges against a buck private who broke a law and faced a summary offense for some minor infraction.
President Barack Obama may have raised an issue on all wars when he eulogized a fallen comrade on June 26, 2015, at the funeral for the pastor of the AME Church in Charleston, South Carolina.
While never detracting from the valor that Confederate soldiers fought with in the Civil War, he offered a plain and simple truth.
The cause they fought for was wrong. Continue reading
We could never ever have a delicate coffee table in our home when I was growing up. My dad – who came to America from Greece when he was only 15 – would smash his hand onto the table, breaking it in two or more pieces. Continue reading
Listen to what the Universe is saying. It may speak to you in ways you might not understand unless you’re open to all means of communication. Continue reading