Reflection on Life

Everyone is playing a game. A game with rules and a goal. Few people really know what the rules are to their own game… or they would know exactly how to win, or that all their effort was exactly futile.

The ONLY game, truly worth living for, is the game where EVERY PERSON is playing the SAME game, together- called Love for All on earth.

The goal isn’t even a game about life or death I don’t think. People nearest to death seem potentially even more aware of what matters in life (and deeper into the real game) than those who are 'wealthy' or 'privileged.' Many of the poorest of the poor on our earth have a kind of deep understanding that Love is all that matters…and may live a ‘greater’ life than those of the very rich. Life is precious, but it is not necessarily scarce. If you look around, life is abundant. People will give up life in the name of Love. Those who have had near-death experiences consistantly fail to describe any 'horror' or 'fear'… instead they talk about an intense feeling of Love.

All of our suffering feels very real. But it is of the kind of reality that we create.

School children, the ones who are trying to make a difference… like in this Be The Change Movement… are looking to create the 100% best school of their dreams, but what are their dreams??

People talk of the ‘right of every child’… they ask kids/students… so “what are YOU going to do to live a ‘successful’ life?”

But it is not about you. Or about me. It is simply about ALL of us. US. We are all of flesh. We are all of God it seems.

We need a world of 100% leaders.
What are the real rules?


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I would also like to share that the above reflection is what I came up with when I was trying to truly face the question, 'why life?'.

When you're constantly reflecting on life, looking to find real meaning that EVERY person can relate to... a 'reason why' people should join together in creating a miracle in anything... you're really faced with what is at the core of our experience of reality.

Sometimes, when I reeally get into it... the question of 'why' becomes quite daunting.

My solution, today (as usual), was to go to my favorite spot-- the kids section at the local barnes & noble... at night there's almost never anyone there... and during the day... lots of curious kids laughing or exploring... .

However, it must be noted, that a LOT of the times when I go to b&n I reeally don't feel like going. In fact, I really don't feel like doing anything... And so... today I went, close to fully determined to maintain my bad mood... and voila...

The book I picked up, (which I highly recommend to anyone who is determined to be in a bad mood) was Angelina Jolie' Notes from My Travels, 2003. The book is about her visits with refugees in Africa, Cambodia, Pakistan, and Ecuador. Reading it is a very humbling, and compelling experience.

The book is written in simple, plain text. She describes what she can of her experience in a written chronicle of events, emotions, and revelations. I will likely post quotes in the future... but it seems that so far... one of the most interesting things she notices and points out... is that even though these people might be under the direst of circumstances... --not being able to live on their own, living with and amputated limbs and surrounded by hunger and deadly disease, lives wrecked by war, and living without certainty of life in the next moment-- these people still live and breath amazing courage in the face of it all. Many live strong. Boldly, from day to day. Laughing and full of curiosity. Angelina was taken aback by their intense presence and life.

Reading her stories... my life just seems to fade away, humbled by the experience she recounts.