I've been up since daybreak working on The Resistance with Worldwide Hippies. This week, I'm talking about Greenpeace going to some music festival in Bridgeport with their BioDiesel truck The Rolling Sunlight.
The truck carries a full load of solar panels and can power all kinds of stuff. In a very literal way, these folks are spreading the light.
I was doing a bit of reading last night before I went to bed that reminded me about sharing my own Light. I don't talk much about A Course In Miracles because some people - particularly Conservative Christian Right Wing Republican or Crazier Types - think the Course is a brainwashing mechanism practiced by a cult. I can see why since the Course presents Jesus himself talking in the first person about how his message got all fucked up in the Bible. Jesus is not surprised that so many people are using it like theological terrorism since Fear is the problem he was trying to address in the first place, and he hopes we'll all start expanding the love within us. Jesus himself says that we are responsible for our own salvation since it's all in our heads anyway. Fear, Guilt, Salvation, Love - all in your head and all your own choice. The End.
Now, maybe the Course was channeled to those psychiatrists up at Columbia Presbyterian Hospital, or maybe those shrinks were fooling around with psychedelics and hallucinated the whole thing. Either way, it makes perfect sense to me.
Anyway, according to Jesus, all I have to do is relax and let my own little light shine and the Universe will take it from there. It's nice that Jesus says the same thing George Carlin said to Bill and Ted.
Actually, Jesus His Own Self says all kind of things in the Course that make Christians shit bricks - but that's not why I am benefiting from it. I've been working on feeling my own light for some time - even before I heard of the course. Finding my own light and letting it expand is what helped me emerge from cycles of deep, dark depressions.
It's very simple, but that doesn't mean it's easy at all. With regard to Abilene Steve, I figure the best I can do islet my own light shine as usual. Maybe he'll see it and climb out of that black hole and head in my direction. Maybe not. His choice. For now, I'm off to Poughkeepsie to see a shining light named Chris Wiekel in 39 Steps at the River Valley Rep.
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