I need to go on a retreat.
One of the Jesuits a few weeks ago who lived on a native american reservation always speaks of “returning to where we come from” and always remembering and thanking our ancestors because they are still part of us.
I am a strong believer of past lives/reincarnation/dreams/visions as signs of living on earth before this life multiple times. Most of my dreams feel like memories more than anything. Most of them are a different time period. Most of them are about my past life and how I died or what I learned from it. When I went to India for the first time, I was taken to a temple, but I knew I had been there before and half of my family is from India so there is a possibility that I have a connection to that land.
Perhaps our dreams and past lives are our ancestors. We were our ancestors and since we carry DNA which stores a lot of information, isn’t it possible that these deep memories of sometimes what manifests as deja vu in our life are because they are related to our ancestors in some way? We carry these fragments from our ancestors. Their DNA is a part of who we are today.
All people are created in the image and likeness of God. There’s no one group that isn’t good, or a group that’s the only good.
We all share the glory of God in different ways and they manifest in our lives in different ways.
There is good in some person from a group that we consider as our enemies, we just have to recognize that goodness.
Being a neighbor to the one who’s half dead. This love is merciful. It brings light. That is God’s calling for us.
"A woman found a cocoon of a butterfly.One day a small opening appeared.She sat and watched the butterfly for several hoursas it struggled to squeeze its body through the tiny hole.Then it stopped, as if it couldn’t go further.So the woman decided to help the butterfly.She took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bits of cocoon.The butterfly emerged easily but it had a swollen body and shriveled wings.The woman continued to watch it,expecting that any minute the wings would enlargeand expand enough to support the body.Neither happened!In fact the butterfly spent the rest of its lifecrawling around.It was never able to fly.What the woman in her kindnessand haste did not understand:The restricting cocoon and the strugglewas a way of forcing the fluid from the bodyinto the wings so that it would be readyfor flight once that was achieved.Sometimes struggles are exactlywhat we need in our lives.Going through life with no obstacles would cripple us.We will not be as strong as we could have beenand we would never fly.”
From my sketchbook, 2011.
I can be feminine, but that doesn’t mean I am a girl. I don’t identify as one.
Gratitudes for the past few days:
It’s time for yummy korean food and karaoke tonight.
All the korean songs to sing :3
I usually wake up in the morning feeling super anxious about going to class and about life that I make myself physically ill every morning. I harm my body by stressing over my anxiety because I feel I’m not good enough. I don’t have the best confidence in any of my classes. It’s just been affecting my mornings a lot so today I left my apartment a little early to just sit in the chapel and breathe. I was the only one in there, but even just sitting in there for 10 minutes before class started to calm me down. It turned my day up significantly and made my anxiety go away. My Friday was a lot better than I expected it to be. I think I’m going to make an effort to incorporate silence and prayer into my daily routine before class.
God does wonders.
Welcome to your new Japanese Student Association officers where we wear business suits, do ラジオ体操 with Funasshi, and make people take off their shoes before entering the classroom. I think it’s going to be a good year working with these people/my friends and I’m excited to have new people join our team.