[Oe List ...] Another offering

Fri Sep 12 08:55:46 PDT 2025

Phyllis, Thank you for sharing your lovely poem written from your heart. I
will light a candle now for you and Len's peaceful presence - yes in sacred
space and time. 💛🧘🧡 Judi

On Fri, Sep 12, 2025, 11:38 AM Phyllis Hockley via OE <
oe at lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:

> Thanks, Marilyn,
>
> Hope things are going well for you. Len is on hospice. 16 years of
> Parkinsons is catching up.
>
> We are in Assisted Living so have lots of care.
>
> Peace, Hope and Love,
>
> Phyllis
>
>
>
> On 9/10/2025 7:35 PM, Mari Crocker via OE wrote:
>
> Thank you, Phyllis.  Marilyn
>
> On Sep 10, 2025, at 3:05 PM, Phyllis Hockley via OE
> <oe at lists.wedgeblade.net> <oe at lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
>
> Reading about the deep power of connection I remembered a morning when in
> meditation I felt this deep connection to sacred earth and grabbed a pencil
> and begin to write my thinking. This came out. A little ditty of what I was
> sensing.
>
> Connection
>
> The whole earth is sacred, and our connecting is key.
>
> And it’s the best way I know to help you and me.
>
> For when we’re connected, then deeply we care.
>
> Slaughtering elephants for tusks, almost too much to bear.
>
>  And how we treat earth’s creatures, as the sacred they are,
>
> Will change things completely both near and afar.
>
> And if the guy that is hungry is sacred too,
>
> I better think about feeding him, isn’t that true?
>
> When I see all life as sacred, and my connection is there.
>
> My love is overflowing and I know how to care.
>
>
>
>
> On 9/7/2025 6:27 PM, James Wiegel via OE wrote:
>
> 
>  Thanks, Milan.  An abrupt ending.
>
> I ran across this from W. H. Auden last week.  I think it is somehow
> related . . .
>
> What we used to mean by fellowhood
>
> "One fine summer night in June 1933 l was sitting on a lawn after dinner
> with three colleagues, two women and one man. We liked each other well
> enough but we were certainly not intimate friends, nor had any one of us a
> sexual interest in another. Incidentally, we had not drunk any alcohol. We
> were talking casually about everyday matters when, quite suddenly and
> unexpectedly, something happened. I felt myself invaded by a power which,
> though I consented to it, was irresistible and certainly not mine. For the
> first time in my life I knew exactly — because, thanks to the power, I was
> doing it - what it means to love one's neighbor as oneself. I was also
> certain, though the conversation continued to be perfectly ordinary, that
> my three colleagues were having the same experience. (In the case of one of
> them, I was later able to confirm this.) My personal feelings towards them
> were unchanged - they were still colleagues, not intimate friends — but I
> felt their existence as themselves to be of infinite value and rejoiced in
> it.
> I recalled with shame the many occasions on which I had been spiteful,
> snobbish, selfish, but the immediate joy was greater than the shame, for 1
> knew that, so long as I was possessed by this spirit, it would be literally
> impossible for me deliberately to injure another human being. I also knew
> that the power would, of course, be withdrawn sooner or later and that,
> when it did, my greed and self-regard would return. The experience lasted
> at its full intensity for about two hours when we said good-night to each
> other and went to bed. When I awoke the next morning, it was still present,
> though weaker, and it did not vanish completely for two days or so. The
> memory of the experience has not prevented me from making use of others,
> grossly and often, but it has made it much more difficult for me to deceive
> myself about what I am up to when I do. And among the various factors which
> several years later brought me back to the Christian faith in which I had
> been brought up, the memory of this experience and asking myself what it
> could mean was one of the most crucial, though, at the time it occurred, I
> thought I had done with Christianity for good."
> ~ W. H. Auden, from his Introduction to
> 'The Protestant Mystics',
> ", edited by
> Anne Freemantle
> Jim Wiegel
>
> “We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make
> that future a place we want to visit. “       Stephen Hawking
>
> On Sep 6, 2025, at 5:37 PM, Milan Hamilton via OE
> <oe at lists.wedgeblade.net> <oe at lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
>
> 
> My writing group, the Joslyn Joy Writers ( a bunch of seniors who meet
> weekly to share what they are writing. They thought this one was worthy so
> I am putting it out there. The assignment for the week was to write about
> the "Land of the Lonesome" but I took a liberty and wrote six "Haikus in
> the Land of the Lonely" and then put it to a simple tune and added my
> voice. We have to continue in poetry and song what we can't say any other
> way these days.
>
> https://youtu.be/Mq_uTYpDr28
>
> Mellow Milan Hamilton
> 80 North Center Street
> Redlands, CA 92373
> Phone: (909) 943-1667
> email: mellowmilan2 at gmail.com
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