Some selections from my journals:

Someone wrote me saying he was editing a book about how people are choosing to live, in this time of global catastrophe and change. He asked for a contribution and I sent these pages from my journal.         

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"To Do the Will of God, Come What May"

This is what Martin said is important and necessary and what he would do. I woke this morning feeling the same. Though my "God" is Everything.  Without boundary.  Everywhere.  I looked up and a wave was crashing over the reef in front of my house: God.  I looked up at the old gnarled tree just by the hedge: God.  The hedge itself. Myself so small in the great God vastness as to be almost not here. Not present; and yet I am here, present.  Conscious.

It is a great gift to be a part of Godness.
It is Love-Godness Itself – that gives me this vantage point.

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4/10/08
CenterHina
Molokai, Hawaii

To what purpose?

Only to admire, to praise, as I so often feel?
To marvel?

Wonders are endless and though there is suffering – so frequently human caused – there seems little reason to ever complain.
How did this happen?  What mystery not to ever know.

So like butterflies we are, ever on our way to lightness, to flight, but
without clue to destination.
I find this suits me.

That I am aware of floating through time and space gifted with the
bounties of the journey yet not ever owning any of them.  It is like living in a dream where everything seems real, solid, and yet we are, all of us: leaves, toads, humans, just passing through.

The universe, the cosmos, so vast, Time so vast. Surely we are recycled millions of incarnations as Everything There Is.  Freedom to perfect!

Seen from this perspective our suffering on this small planet is about learning enjoyment.  Choosing peace over pain and destruction.  Growing into a comfortable universality.  Letting go of pettiness.  Dissolving tribalism, nationalism, speciesism.

I knew this as a child.  That the daffodil might be me.  Moon dust.
Barnacles in the sea.  Rocks & bear claws.

Isis knew this.  Humanity after her forced not to know.  Humans choose Gods small enough to wear like amulets to assuage their fear.  But the wise do not choose a God, because to them God is seamless & is already wearing you.

Back from* that* paradise.  All was as perfect as life gets for us
humans. Heat, coolness, rain, sun, friendship.  On the last week-end we hiked to Halawa Falls and I went into the pool at the base of the Falls and swam toward Her, towering, rushing, spraying, over me.  To be a part of all this! Sometimes my gratitude is almost more than I can bear.  I bear it, often, weeping with joy.  As now.        

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G. sent me a moving shot of earth taken from deep space.  Tiny blue dot in a vast sea of other dots.  I bet we're unique because of our flowing water. On other planets it appears to be frozen.  I also had the thought that if Earth is anything like me & of course She is.  She is a renegade, an outlaw, escaping from a dead system.

I found my lost wooden Buddha necklace that L. made and am wearing it. I love it, that he was simply a human being - not a god - determined to be free and at peace, sitting under a tree.      

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©2008 Alice Walker