Written by: Rick Staggenborg, MD on Nov 7, 2009 7:15 AM PST
I cannot attempt to repeat it here, because it is understood that the story is to be told only by recognized keepers of the oral tradition. This seems to me to add to its validity. Let me just say that the Native Americans recognize that life arose in Africa, spread to Asia, then to North America and finally to Northern Europe, where the white man was fashioned out of the cold snow and could not tolerate exposure to the sacred sun as long as the other races. Perhaps this explains why it has taken so long for those who identify with the granfaloon of the “white” man are taking so long to begin to become enlightened as a people.
I thought that I had been trying to make him a better person, when the truth was that I was judgmental because I was jealous. He was one of those easy talking boys so full of false bravado and charm that girls naturally gravitated toward him when he was younger. II should have grateful to have been able to learn from my brother how to put aside my self-doubts and just enjoy the company of others but instead condemned him for presenting a false front.
Little did I know that I too hid my real self, so cleverly that I did not even recognize me. It took me a long time to live down my shame and forgive myself. I never forget this when I am tempted to judge another man for his anger, and it has helped me in my work as a psychiatrist. Now that I realize better how our lives are connected the pain I felt after his death has made me that much more empathetic for others I recognize my duty to help.
I followed this with a knot for his beautiful daughter, another for his always smiling son who constantly shares in the happiness of his beautiful mother and their brother, who seemed to me to suffer worst from the emotional neglect of his depressed and tormented father. Then came knots for the children the younger son had rescued from his alcoholic, abused wife, the women who bore these beautiful girls, and for the twin daughters they produced together and who finally released his father from the prison that Vietnam had created within him.
He modeled his life from the clay of the love that he had received from his mother and the church in which he was raised. He was taught his spiritual beliefs by men who so loved their vision of God that they had foresworn the comfort of women to share their love of Christ. They believed he had done the same for the sake of mankind in freeing from Roman slavery those who believe in the power of collective compassion. The compelling message that Jesus taught gave early Christians the strength to endure persecution and preserving his message of love. I then tied the ends of the string together, creating a ring that represented the circle of our family’s lives.
I aspire to continue our family tradition of each child becoming stronger than their parents, becoming citizens who work to improve the world we share. I placed the ring on my finger so that I would not forget the experience that Mary Sue had gifted me out of her love for us, Christ, God and mankind. I silently thanked them all, and promised myself and God that I would not forget the vow I then made to pass on this gift.
At each step, I found had myself at a crossroads of many paths, leading somewhere toward an infinity of possible futures. At times I chose my path unwisely, and once I nearly became lost when I lost my map in the midst of the pain and confusion of severe depression. But when I remembered that I always carried the map my loving family, friends and ancestors had provided me, I knew that I would never be lost and stumble down that road again.
In that moment, I said a silent prayer for the weakness of Cheney’s black heart and faithless, frightened and angry soul. Had he not become almost hopelessly lost and led this nation to the brink of soul death, we might never have awakened to our responsibility to ourselves, our children, and all those whom we love and who love us. My heart is open to forgiving Cheney, should he miraculously realize the error of his ways and become a force for good, not evil. I pray that he will become an ally in the War to Take Back America for the People, if only to save his own soul.
This had forced men and women to wander throughout the world, separating because of scarcity and the war. engendered by competition for limited resources. The first humans became isolated from each other, dividing into tribes and beginning to consider themselves separate from each other. They had misunderstood the clues that God’s messengers, the angels who watch over us, had told us in the days that all men listened for their voices.
We must learn to consider the revealed knowledge that billions of us believe God has given to the prophets of all the great religions throughout time and space. We are all one people with a common ancestry and a connection to God if we believe that God exists.
Whether or not we believe God exists, we are all connected to each other in a bond that can be strained but not broken. When all of us understand that, we will again become a family of man and save ourselves from the Armageddon that was foreseen thousands of year ago, when the consequences of unchecked selfishness became clear to all who cared to open their minds.
Will the circle be unbroken