Love is the unconditional support of someone’s soul. It is
the
unshakable desire to see them become what they were meant
to be, yet accepting of who there are now. It is unmoving, and
remains when all else is gone- whether that is youth, health,
mind and even life.
I do have a sense of what is
right- often this is subtle and beautiful-
there is so much rightness in a spider's web, a drop of dew,
the gentle flowing of a brook and the soft words of trees.
I hear so much and there is so much to hear and so much love.
I have stepped through the looking
glass- lost in a world where
magic is real, love everywhere and even pain is beautiful.
Once the stuff of dreams- barely glimpsed-it is now my only
reality. And as strange as it sounds, I mean every word I just
wrote. Which might make me insane- but comfortably so.
It is no longer an experience. It is my
reality. Respect me
for what I am. Give and receive life. I have no need for
perfection- we are all of each other. Walk the Earth in
wisdom and peace. You come from the stars. Do not
forget where home is. I will not let you fall. Be careful
with boundaries- some are meant to be crossed- some
are not.- From the plants.
In the mind of God- we are all one. There is
no individual
consciousness. There is no time. There is no time. We are all
one. There is love, but the overwhelming sense is oneness
and timelessness.
There is no duality- and there is no
non-duality. There is no
existence and there is no non-existence. At the stroke of my pen-
I speak falsehood and bring duality- where there is none. The
limits of language you know well.
But...the great primordial energy of existence exists in that infinitely
small, yet infinitely powerful and creative place that is at the
boundaries of existence and non-existence- duality and non duality,
life and death. And as our consciousness extends to this- we have
something remarkable, unexpected and intellectually unsettling-
not the illusion of choice- but choice- the creative essence of the
universe is there- it can be tapped into into. We are one, because
we are nothing- we don't exist, yet we exist infinitely.
I am at the center of the Universe. I am
where all creation comes
into being and dissolves. At the edge of existence and non-existence.
It is dark- yet suffused with the creation’s light. I feel incredible pain-
I feel the mother’s pain as she gives birth. Immersed in pain I begin to
heal. Pain is transmuted- as water to wine or wine to water.
Judgment gives way to acceptance and compassion. Fully Abandoning
what
is false I can now embrace the true. Finally I can fully manifest
who I am.
In the darkest night there is light. In the abandonment of hope,
there is hope. There is no pain to great and love to small.
I am at the dark night of the soul- yet I
have not rejected- I walk
between worlds- living in both light and darkness. The transmuting
of pain is my birthing into a new life.
Lowell Greenberg
 Walt Whitman wrote in Leaves of Grass, that his work has, "mainly been the outcropping of my own emotional and other personal nature- an attempt, from the first to last, to put a Person, a human being (myself, in the later half of the Nineteenth Century, in America) freely, fully and truly on record." Whitman has not been the inspiration of earthrenewal.org, but the web site, spanning over six years of my life, is evolving to just this. My writings are interspersed throughout the site. What I quote and link to is more often than not a reflection of what I believe is important and worthy. Even a cursory reading of the site makes no bones about my likes/dislikes/fears; hopes and suffering; feelings toward self, children- young and old; and political, education, environmental, social and religious/philosophical views- defining in part who I am. Earthrenewal.org is about the free
expression of life and search for truth- it is an impassioned plea for the
fulfillment of mankind's potential and a warning of what may lie ahead if we
continue to turn away from our own humanity. The Earth is my heart. My purpose in life is to bring healing, so that the tree of life may become strong and the Earth will be healed. The lines of healing go back to our ancestors and those unborn. All is spirit.
Below are two images that have shaped the twentieth
century and my own personal identity. One is the yellow badge, a symbol of Nazi
persecution of Jews and the other is the pink triangle, a symbol of Nazi
persecution of gay men and today of gay pride. A victim perhaps of
human persecution, yet secure in God's love. Finally, while this web site expresses my views and
sometimes sadness about the world and the human condition, I must also
remember the words of
Don Clark, a gay psychologist and author of the classic
Loving Someone Gay. I am reminded that I must reach out to such people and offer information that can lessen their ignorance and with friendliness that can ease their fear or quiet their insecurity. When they are less fearful, they are less dangerous. I cannot always rally the necessary amount of compassion when faced with their awful hatred but I do it when I can. They need it badly. Readers who follow my work know that I believe that the first responsibility of gay men and lesbians is to explore and tell our individual and collective gay truth to one another. It leads us to see our place in the ongoing varied human family. We must throw off the shell of identity taught to us and forced upon us early in life.
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