How To Tip A Teeter-Totter

 Ever feel like we're repeating our past? From individual life cycles to world events, a quick review of history screams yes to this question. We recycle fashions, political feuds, generational trends, excuses for wars, and movie plots. Until the world realizes that we have a choice to change, we're doomed to repeat. Ground Hog's Day for eternity.

But this time around the spiritual sun, the potential to bring real change is closer than it ever has been before. We are teetering between progressively moving forward, and remaining in the stagnant status quo. The level between the two is fifty-fifty. Could go either way.

The vibration of the earth is increasing. This means that if you stick around, you'll be moving forward to the next spiritual level. You're riding the wave, or jumping off the surfboard.

Every person on the planet has the power to choose for themselves whether they want to stay, or revert back to a past life. Which ever way a person wants to go, no judgment calls are appropriate. No name calling, telling the teacher, or toilet papering someone's yard.

If you are ready to move forward, you're a person who is embracing coexistence. You see the advantages of learning from other cultures. Mixing of heritages. Studying other religions. Looking for commonalities with people of different viewpoints.

The spiritually inclined tend to lean Liberal. However, being a liberal does not mean that you're necessarily ready to move forward. Plenty of liberals are self-righteous in their behavior. They believe that their way of thinking is the only way that can move us all forward. This is narrow thinking, the same thing that they accuse the Right side of committing.

Moving forward is more about listening, communicating, hearing each other out. Loving others and figuring out what it takes to make every one pleased as strawberry punch. Well, maybe not that happy. But at least feel content and heard.

An example: When the transgender issue of being allowed to use either public restroom to came up, I had questions and concerns: What if men pretended to be transgender just to gain access to the women's bathroom--there are perverts in the world. What about the locker room at the gym? Would this area be included for transgenders? I had questions.

But, if I bring up my questions with a group of liberals, I would probably be labeled as someone who is against transgenders sharing my bathroom. Unfair.

I support the issue on the basic premise of it. About that time, I saw a female co-worker enter the men's bathroom. I almost stopped her, thinking that she was not paying attention and about to make a walloping big mistake. Then it hit me, she was a man. And I thought to myself, it's none of my business what her actual gender is. But each time she has to use a public bathroom, every body knows her business. I wanted for her to be able to use the women's room.

In order for us to progress to the next earth vibration, we have to be able to discuss issues, not assume that we either agree or am 'one of them'. Open communication and respecting concerns is integral to being part of the moving forward movement.

We are on the continental divide, in the center of a massive teeter-totter. I hope to see you all after the shift is made to the next spiritual vibe.

Until everything changes, nothing changes.

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Dolphin Divine,

Liberal thinker avoiding the label

Still Learning After All These Years

I'm unique. I'm the only person in this Universe who is EXTREMELY gifted in the art of knowing what other people are doing wrong. AND, I know how to fix their problem. Just ask me. This also applies to situations, politics, city planning, movies, books, and how peanut butter cookies should taste.

But when figuring out my wrong doings, my mind gets hazy. Critiques get misplaced. Things to Do list gets long and essential, especially cupboards that have not been cleaned out in over two years. Oh, and I'm busy doing...something.

And if someone does not like me, well, after fritting and fluttering about it for rather too long, I tend to find a reason it is their fault, not mine. I person who has a problem with me must have their medication completely whacked up, should be living in a straight jacket, or drank too much soda as an infant. I mean, I am always the perfect host, always say the correct thing, and am best buds with Miss Manners.

How could these facts be otherwise?

But there is this nagging, annoying, persistent personality tic with in me that will not SHUT UP. Actually, it is silent as a gliding hawk until I have solved the issues of the day. Then it swoops down, rips into my brain and attacks me with this life long habit: I want to be a better person. The only way to be better is to delve into my self when something doesn't feel right about my behavior.

That hawk can circle around me for decades, waiting until I am ready to listen. Damn patient bird of prey.

Are you wondering what I've learned about myself recently? That when I am confronted with something I don't understand, I can freak out. My mind whirls, reactions go wild, sane reasoning skills are tossed out like a bowl of rotten strawberries. Rather then using my own creative, thoughtful abilities to figure out what to do, I start the whining.

Not whining like a child, but horribly close. I will grab hold of strangers, my annoyed sons, overworked teachers, and anyone who is stupid enough to be crossing my path at my crises moment.

Here's the really funny part. When people do this to me, I get annoyed. Yes, it's true. I know, this is hard for you to understand. Because unlike me, you don't have the gift of knowing the vices of others and not your own.

Recently, someone got upset, freaked out, and bogged me down for help--I was not amused. Then, that nosy, good for nothing hawk came along and jammed an image of the last person who I had blasted for help. Rather than taking time to solve my own problem, I bombarded this person with questions and pleas for assistance.

Once again, the hawk had the better of me. He threatened me with razor claws and a malicious smile until I opened my eyes to the truth. I had been an idiot. So now, when presented with a problem, I will have the choice of freaking out, or figuring out. There is no more hiding behind that log in my eye. I know my failing, have faced it, and can't get out of the fact that I have a choice to do better.

Think of yourself. Is there an issue or person that annoys you? Chances are statistically high that at least something in there is a recognition of one of your failings. If you want to be a better person, search it out. If you don't see a connection, ask your angels for guidance. Or, to be even more brave, ask a friend.

'Know Thyself' was never meant to be an easy breezy lemon squeezy two-word phrase.

After torturing yourself with the self-analysis, 

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Surprisingly not perfect