Be Here Now (Var.)


Yesterday, I took the plunge and joined Facebook. I’d read one too many articles in the New York Times about it without being able to really understand what I was reading. What an interesting phenomenon — seeing images and reading words of friends and acquaintances through space (friends around the world) and time (friends from way back).
Tomorrow, I will be speaking on a webcast to more than a 1,000 people.
I’ve gotten thousands of hits on this blog.
This is a lot of shared energy without knowing most of those with whom one I am sharing. It is shifting space and time as I think about it. In the computer world, we say or write about what we are thinking as we type or speak into the computer, and then our words and energies shift and take on their own power as they extend out instantly to anyone who chooses — intentionally or randomly — to receive them.
I think the more we are in the ethereal world, the more we need simultaneously to make certain we are grounded.
The other morning, in the middle of meditation, the thought arose of how different my life would have been if my older sister and my birth orders (keeping our congenital make up the same) had been reversed.
Imagine, too, if it had not been for the Russian Revolution, we might not have all grown up having read Nabokov’s Lolita.
I was cranky at work today. I remembered to open to beauty. The scent of these lilies of the valley reminded me of my maternal grandmother and old-fashioned French perfume.