True American Hero Saves Countless Lives in Valiant Act of Selfless Bravery

It surprised me --given the fact that I now live in the rather Liberal Pacific Northwest-- to hear a talk show host on local KIRO Radio state rather eloquently, with honest heartfelt emotion, that the tragic shooting at a bar in CA, on "College Night", "... Isn't about guns.  It's about how we wrap our arms and hearts around the young men and women we have sent into war when they return home."  This statement truly begins to get at the root of the matter.  Our Veterans who have faithfully and honorably served this nation are hurting on so many levels.  We all need to do more to help these men and women heal and reintegrate back into daily society.  This is the least we can do in an honest effort to help repay our Veterans for their service and sacrifice to our nation.

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The above being said, my sincerest sympathy, thoughts, prayers ... good intentions go out to all who are impacted by this terrible shooting.  How lucky we are to have such a brave young police officer who ran fearlessly toward the gunfire in a selfless act of courage that saved countless lives.  The death toll could have been substantially greater were it not for Sheriff's Sgt. Ron Helus of Ventura CA heroic actions.  Seargant Helus's sacrifice will be remembered for generations to come.

What is LOVE?

"Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning." ~Paulo Coelho

At the center of almost every known galaxy lies a Black Hole

 

"The wound is the place where the light enters" ~Rumi

10/28/2018 After the tragic events of Saturday's shooting at a Jewish Synagogue, in Pittsuburg PA (USA), the above quote leaves me pondering, conversely, what then is hate? Perhaps, hate is an evil seed lurking deep within the hearts of all men, stirred into action by misunderstanding? By mistrust? By envy? By those seeking an angle toward regaining power? "... And those deeds you strive to keep hidden shall be borne into the light." This is my ongoing prayer, as always.  May Peace and healing eventually find their way to those who have suffered such great loss in this senseless (soul-less) shooting.  Love and Hate, but a stone's throw away from one another in the duality of our human nature, along the continuum of our existence .. (which I happen to believe is 'circular' in nature, with my profound belief in re-incarnation).

Another Unnecessary Act of Violence?

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My thoughts and prayers are with the people of Aurora, Colorado, right now. When I am in writing mode, I don’t focus so much on news.   Heard about this tragic shooting just after lunch today.   Such a senseless tragedy ... I can’t yet even begin to wrap my mind around this act of violence?  So for now, I will just pray for those who have been injured --whether physically and/or emotionally: that they will heal quickly-- for those who have lost their lives and those that they leave behind.   May God Bless one and all ….

~M

6/23/12   Some thoughts upon reflection in the aftermath of this heartfelt tragedy ...This poem is dedicated to the victims of the Aurora Colorado Movie Theater shooting with much Love and many ongoing prayers.

“The Seeds of Hope”

Today, the landscape finds itself

Little more than tattered fields

Of endless, hopeless grey.

For the story has told itself.

There seems little more to say?

So silent prayers attempt to

Fill a wanting void,

In earnest effort to keep

The pain and heartache of

An unfathomable tragedy at bay.

Society’s ultimate betrayal

Unleashed upon the early hours

Of a most unfortunate night.

A moment, now forever frozen

In chasm of unrelenting Time.

Cruelest, senseless crime.

Violent chaos void of all

Reason or meaningful rhyme.

Loss of innocence. Loss of life.

The highest of prices

Was this day paid.

Yet seeds of Hope are

Somehow born

Into the air of tomorrow.

In the wake of heartfelt tragedy

Have these been laid.

And in due time these

Shall blossom a healing,

Heralding an understanding

That will grow to replace

Our current sorrow.

Gathering a newfound

Awareness of thankfulness

For each our blessings in

This life in the  moment

Unfolding right at hand.

Poppied fields of red,

Fields of Hope,

Now stand instead

To paint a memory of

What is today seeming lost

And left unsaid,

But tomorrow, with Love,

Shall never be forgotten.

@Isabelle Black Smith, July 23, 2012.

I have been pondering the resilience of the human spirit today.  It amazes me how we humans can bear what we would have once thought was the unthinkable ... the unfathomable ... and emerge from this bearing metamorphosis stronger, perhaps wiser, but still with an undying belief in some greater good, a reason for our being and a higher purpose for this journey we are on.