Monthly Archives: December 2016
“Come Fly With Me” (BBC)
“Perspective on Purpose” by Calvin Harris, H.W., M.
Taking a clue from the Kwanzaa principle Nia or the concept “purpose” gave me a chance to look deep into my purpose as a Prosperos Mentor and as a Life Coach, in preparation for the new year, much of this week has been going over, to revisiting, getting a clearer Perspective of the Prosperos purpose from a historic point of view and to understand the Role I play in its continuation. Digging up old personal letters from Thane to myself. Re-reading Mary Ritley’s “Sexuality: The Sea of Creation.,” but more importantly what Thane had written down as his vision for a teacher in his School, amongst his words to students as a whole. To find the instruction and wisdom to the Mentors and Teachers buried within the pages of “Not So Secret Doctrine.”, “Old Wine in New Bottles”, and importantly for me at this time, one of Thane’s last manuscript “Philosophy of Ontology.”
Thane opens “Philosophy of Ontology” with a quote from Margery Louis Baring “The mind of humanity must become educated to a new culture, a universal knowledge of Being, capable of embracing the conception of all men (i.e. mankind), regardless of race, color and creed.” Thane further lays a foundation by expressing “…Civilization has progressed to the place where enlightenment must recognize higher dimensions of life if the man (potential), the unknown, is to become known…The real tragedy and heresy is that we make small in our daily lives what we make large in our sanctimonious moments…when we have gained even a modicum of Understanding, it is to prepare us to evangelize where we work and where we live. We each have a ‘meeting place’ within, but the Great Work is out there! Not in proselytizing as such but more in a living testimony of the truth of Beingness …While this knowledge of Truth is simple, it is the most difficult to impart…it has to be so clearly perceived by the imparter that the perception is conveyed to the listener in a nonverbal way (Mentor preparation to do face to face, body gestures, humor, sound, smell, sight.) …Thanes approach to teaching…is AGAPE..in his classes, in open lectures, on tap and in his writings…Perhaps to some of his students, the most important factor of all was his humor…his timing and his judgment of when humor is the best therapy of all…Thane’s legacy (he writes) can be found today in the instructors, counselors, students, classes…which forms the conduit called the Prosperos…His goal was to reach each individual student at his or her point of confusion and frustration…to be meaningful guidance for those seeking a more holistic view of themselves and their world ( that for me that meant to have the contact with live Mentors, teaching, counseling, and personal correspondence with both Thane and Mentors). Thane continued For that reason Thane taught in the Oral tradition and updated lessons to his students…Thane in this understanding went beyond his teachers, it is his ultimate goal that in time his students (Mentors and Teachers) will surpass him.
Nia or purpose, as I have come to see it, as a Prospero Mentor and Life Coach, imposes a duty for me to function in a manner to provide our community, families, and neighborhoods by way of the students/seekers of spiritual growth an environment with conditions for developing, and thriving. Our community should function as the principal source, the contact point, the place Of Agape – “Where in the student faithfully receives the teaching and will give it in the same detail as ‘Thane’ has done… supplying the message of words when needed or apparently desired…for the student and seeker who has come to earn their right and illumination of Truth, in the School of individual progress and hard knocks…For the Mentor, it is not to preach but rather to teach constantly by precept and action of courageous living. It requires the speaking of Truth …to the accustomed and unaccustomed places” – Old Wine in New Bottles – Thane.
I look forward to the New Year with the love and support of a devoted Association of Mentors actively engage in its life – those members who step up – love it, spend time with it, challenge it, and are interested in what it does and wants to do, and will be a part of what it accomplishes day to day.
Aloha,
Calvin
“And Death Shall Have No Dominion” by Dylan Thomas
Dylan Marlais Thomas (October 27, 1914 – November 9, 1953) was a Welsh poet and writer whose works include the poems “Do not go gentle into that good night” and “And death shall have no dominion”; the ‘play for voices’ Under Milk Wood; and …Wikipedia
And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan’t crack;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.
John Stevens – Come Fly With Me
Jesus’s last words
Pablo Casals on love of country
“The love of one’s country is a splendid thing. But why should love stop at the border.”
Aretha Franklin & George Michael – I Knew You Were Waiting (For Me) [Official Video]
Lyrics:
Like a warrior that fights
And wins the battle
I know the taste of victory
Though I went through some nights
Consumed by the shadows
And was crippled emotionally
Somehow I made it through the heartache
I escaped
I found my way out of the darkness, kept my faith
Kept my faith
And the river was deep I didn’t falter
When the mountain was high
I still believed
When the valley was low
It didn’t stop me
I knew you were waiting
Knew you were waiting for me
With and endless desire
I kept on searching
Sure in time our eyes would meet
And like the bridge is on fire
The hurt is over
One touch and you set me free
I don’t regret a single moment
Looking back, when I think of all those disappointments
I just laugh, I just laugh
And the river was deep I didn’t falter
When the mountain was high
I still believed
When the valley was low
It didn’t stop me
I knew you were waiting
So we were drawn together through destiny
I know this love we share was meant to be
It’s only love
Book: “The Hidden Messages of Water”
In this New York Times bestseller, internationally renowned Japanese scientist Masaru Emoto shows how the influence of our thoughts, words and feelings on molecules of water can positively impact the earth and our personal health.
This book has the potential to profoundly transform your world view. Using high-speed photography, Dr. Masaru Emoto discovered that crystals formed in frozen water reveal changes when specific, concentrated thoughts are directed toward them. He found that water from clear springs and water that has been exposed to loving words shows brilliant, complex, and colorful snowflake patterns. In contrast, polluted water, or water exposed to negative thoughts, forms incomplete, asymmetrical patterns with dull colors. The implications of this research create a new awareness of how we can positively impact the earth and our personal health.
(Courtesy of Collin Peterson.)
Rose Franken on passion
“Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly.”
—Rose Franken (December 28, 1895 – June 22, 1988), author and playwright, was born on December 28, 1895, in Gainesville, Texas, the youngest child of Michael and Hannah Lewin. In 1914 she married Sigmund W.A. Franken, an oral surgeon who died in 1932. More at: Wikipedia