My Spiritual Windows

  Spent some time today thinking about hospice clients I had over a period of years, one who came to mind was Peggy Cramer of the original founders of Cramer Sporting Goods. She lived in the original mid century home built by her father in the 1960’s and still intact to original build after her retirement as a leading Architect/designer in KC, breaking glass ceilings long before trend or aspiration of doing so. Amassed her wealth designing for corporations across Kansas City.Always doing things her way.   On a personal level Peggy enjoyed having a High Ball with her dinner showing me from her bar just how she liked them. She passed from this world of Parkinson’s disease though was quick in thinking to the end. The day Peggy saw people come in and proceed to replace her bed with a hospital bed she looked at me and asked if I would stay with her in the bed until it was over.    Meticulous about placement of objects in her home as part of her design eye, she could spend hours rearranging

  Read an article by physicists trying to map consciousness in the brain with the conclusion it being physically impossible due to perceptions in using two people at the train. One observing the departure and one sitting still on the train, neither physically moving at the time, yet the feeling of being separate, time and speed contributing to movement which actually did not exist. Unable to map the conclusion in actual mapping in the human mind.     Attributing the relativity to moments of perception constantly shifting in time, which from contributions of the James Web telescope time is our largest illusion which governs mortality. The deeper into space they delve, the less time has any relevancy in existence on planet Earth.So I thought I would listen to my own thinking for some distinction.   Conscious mind – a tubing of idiosyncrasies which rush the thought processes of the human mind such as worrying about what you can not control Method of unwinding - surrendering to the univers

My youngest grandson has turned 18, preparing for his first year of college in a dual major of business/architecture. A driven young man I am sure who will do well.   My thoughts in writing now return to his first day in this world. Cradling for the first time, observing tiny arms and hands I was shown skin covered with extensive intricate ink covering all exposed skin. A quick look back into soul life of a tiny one.   Many believe the past can not be changed, although many times by seeing back directly contributes to healing now. Definitely becomes interesting in connecting the dots. Always allowing the senses to stretch and integrate is key to expansion of the super neural pathways of the mind.  I’ll close the rambling for now.   Namaste’