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I would like to share the lyrics to a song which I enjoy very much and that took me out of some dark places when I needed it most, along with some thoughts.

"I am going to talk to you this evening on the subject, of the spectrum of love:
We know, that from time to time
There arise among human beings
People who seem to exude love
As naturally, as the sun gives out heat.

We would like to be like that
And by and large
Man’s religions, are attempts to cultivate
That same power
In ordinary people
--Alan Watts"

When you just can't hold the highs
Like Sunday skies
And broken rhymes
Run out of love
Lost our way
To passing clouds
And rolling waves

Pray don't fall down

When all the hope fades around
Raise your soul
From dusty ground
Stuck in reverse
The record won't play
The ending fades
On broken days

Pray don't fall down
Pray don't fall down
Pray don't fall down

I've had a blessed material life so far, but something that I haven't had since about my teenage years, even though I've always been smart, is a smooth emotional and mental life. Troubled, people call it, and its true, but it far from describes what it is to be a prisoner to the very thing that is meant to liberate you, for it is like trying to clean yourself with a dirty rag, or see through the way with a pair of lenses that filter out light and enhance shadow.

I have a good paying job, a loving family and truly good friends; I have artistic and musical talents; I have many things worth of envy and yet, in those harrowing years, I really had nothing.

It was not until I listened, given several cosmic bangs in the head, that there must be something else to life than being good at and having things. Through some chance events and through other slow and painful moments I understood that there is something much bigger than what we humans like to accept, that surrounds us at every moment and is always available. We might call it, in its various forms, ecstasy and bliss, we might call it liberation; or Grace, peace and tranquility among others.

In these times, when there are dark, bulgy clouds above our heads and tensions are building up foreshadowing a major crisis --not the theatrical kind like our current pandemic-- I consider important to point out that its possible to enter into a state of communion with the beings (or potent currents of power, as your prefer) we refer to as Gods, be it the Christian God, the Hellenic Gods, the Druid Gods or the several other pantheons, so as to elevate our consciousness out from the gutter that the human commons are today.

I don't mean this in a merely poetical sense, but about the actual effects of prayer over human consciousness. People that have prayed for a while and are familiar with it can tell, that when we can truly open up to these vast currents of power --and love-- nothing, truly nothing can really touch you, even if just for a little while. I consider this to be not only good today, but necessary as we go through, and prepare for, a major shake on the human world.

Here I would like to state that prayer is not exclusively, though these things are definitely an important part of, about asking for things nor about flattering anyone (it's truly self-centered to think that the Gods need our praise) but also about you becoming a little bit like the object of your devotions. If we can manage this, ourselves and the people around us, will have an easier time through the shake by substituting irate confrontation with wise limits and conversations and by replacing vengeance with kindness as well as becoming available to a larger flow of things than the ones that are happening here on Earth right now in the physical and emotional spheres.

So today, Dear Reader, as JMG likes to say, I invite you to open yourself up to something bigger than yourself with your arms and hearts open, to speak what you cannot makes sense of and have a lighter weight, and to listen, for the Gods are mighty and can be a place of rest, love and power.

Lastly, given that many have left us I would like to pray for you and all; for Sabina, as to the safe passage of her soul and the cleansing of her demons; for my aunt Yaya who passed away after raising a wonderful family; for Maria, whose loving innocence was greater than rationality; for the loving pets that made our hearts melt that have left us for the next life, Kimberly's Kiki and my father's Mapachín; for John Gilbert, who even after physical dead manages to touch many people; for OneThing, whose brief interaction with me made me rethink my thoughts and motivated me to pursue my ways and for the many people that need a warm ambiance around them.

Note: Here of course, common sense is as valuable as anywhere else. The Gods do not abide to our notions of ethics so when praying to a God be sure it's a god that is known for behaving benevolently. For example praying to a trickster God is perhaps not the best of ideas if what you need is stability.