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Formula for Living

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I have a new mantra, so to speak. Every so often, sometimes years apart, I get a new idea of a thought to be resting in — like Don Juan’s “assemblage point” in the Castaneda books. My new thought to be coming from is BE CONTENT, which brings me a wave of comfort whenever I think of it.

My movie has me consumed. I’m advised to take time off, to kick back at night, to have a life. But, thanks to the internet, there’s always more to do. Even writing blog posts. Always more. With BE CONTENT in mind, instead of fighting against my proclivity I just let it be. Much better. I can feel it even as I write it.

This isn’t new news in the big world. ‘Acceptance’ is my top of the list word. But being content is the doing of acceptance, acceptance also being a more complex concept.

What? Accept the horrors of the world? To accept them doesn’t mean to approve of them, but to recognize that what is is, which comes before trying to change things.

Oh, I expect I’m going to get a few backs up here. Accept Hitler? Well, yes. Oh gosh, there’s more that figures to be coming to me of what there’s always more of.

I came the closest to a mystical experience when I realized how vital acceptance is. It’s “being in the now,” as advocated perhaps most popularly at this time by Exkhart Tolle in books like, The Power of Now. My personal mystical sort of realization came with the idea that if one person did that totally, accepting everything (it came to me, sitting cross-legged on my bed, as “letting everything land in your lap”), we would have another Christlike being — and wouldn’t that be a wonderful model to have amongst us?! There would be no denying the power of the good that would emanate from such a person.

When I read this to a friend, I got this great quote back, “Contentment is the only true wealth!” Lau Tzu

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Crop Circles

Pine Trees Bend Over

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I’ve always thought this to be one of the most interesting accounts ever about a crop circle. It’s a story that was told to one of the primo crop circle researchers, Paul Vigay, who’s in my movie, and it seems to me to have a ring of truth about it.

“The event must have happened between the years 1963 and 1969. The location was Grand Lake, New Brunswick, Canada. I was raised in the town of Minto, a short 10 minutes drive from the lake. This area had long been strip mined for coal. In 1960, the mining company (N.B. Coal) started to reforest the area. Pine seedlings were planted over many acres around the lake. This was the most frequently used road to Princess Park (one of the most popular beaches used by the public), where trees were planted on both sides of the road. These trees were growing on crown land, in beautiful, perfectly straight lines.

“In about 3 years, maybe a few more, they had grown to be quite tall, and the butts of these trees were about 3 inches in diameter. In the middle of a summer afternoon, I was in a car on my way to the lake. Unfortunately, I don’t remember who I was with. When we came up to this stand of pine trees, the road was blocked with police and army vehicles. There were several police and army personnel walking around inside the pine trees on both sides of the road. We were motioned to not stop, but to move along slowly. While passing by, I noticed, on both sides of the road, 2 circles. The trees were all bent to the ground. The circles were about 10 feet away from the edge of the road, one on either side. They were fairly large, about 12 feet in diameter. The really odd thing was all the trees laid down flat to the ground, all towards the outside of the circles. The tops of these trees all pointed to the circumferences of the circles. Later that afternoon, army trucks were still directing traffic away from the site. Talk around town was that bears had pushed the trees down. Nothing else was ever given for an explanation. I knew that couldn’t be the answer. There were 2 perfectly formed circles, exactly the same size. They were each the same distance from the edge of the road. All the trees were pointing from the centers, towards the outsides of these circles.

“Months later, the trees were cut as close to the ground as they could. Fencing was put up to keep the curious out. We could see through the fence. There were no broken tree trunks. You could see the butts of the trees enough to see they were severely curved at ground level. Impossible to do without breaking the trees.

“I haven’t been back there in 13 years now, but for years later nothing grew there. This is not a story; this is the truth. Why would they call the army if it were only bears? Why would they fence it off?”

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