Reflections on the Day

By Dayvid Clarkson

    On a cold crisp night, I look to the stars, even in the dark, you can see the remnants of navy blue. The crystalline stars seem to define Father Sky as Grand Mother Moon has yet to make her entrance. Contemplating time, it seems we never have enough, always governed by the clock. What if we understood that we are eternal, that we truly have all the time we require? No time during your past was wasted. This journey is like reading a book, once read another book will appear. If we could learn to read and enjoy without the compulsion to skip over parts and read the last chapter to see how it ends. Enjoy each chapter and relish the story line. Sleep well, dream deep my Friends. Humble bow, Dayvid

    Tonight I was reflecting on a story a Friend sent me.

   “One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off to the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And he was really friendly; I asked, ‘Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital! ‘This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, ‘The Law of the Garbage Truck.’

   He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they’ll dump it on you. Don’t take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don’t take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.”

    The bottom line is that compassionate people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. So as we drift off to the Dream World remember Life’s too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so … Love the people who treat you right, pray for the ones who don’t, and by all means have a blessed, garbage-free day! Sleep well, dream deep my Friends. Humble bow, Dayvid

    Reflecting on the coming day as I consider the actions of others. There are some well-meaning folks with a strong grounding in their beliefs and are firm in their vision of the world. I appreciate that. But when your voice disturbs my peace I have to ask, “How is this serving you?” I think it is a means to validate yourself at my expense. What you perceive is not necessarily my truth. You think you are doing what is best yet in reality what you are doing is not in my best interest. I encourage your opinions and to think freely yet I do not accept your concepts that I must live as you. If your position will disturb others then keep your thoughts to yourself. Think before you speak. Do not use the phrase, “I’m just trying to be honest.” or “I just speak my mind.” These are simply saying, “I don’t care, I come first.” When we interact with others we have a great responsibility to take the time and the effort to ensure that we are reflecting true compassion. Humble bow Dayvid.

    It is a misty evening, which I enjoy as it appears to deepen the quiet and bring the world closer. The distant drum calls my name as sure as my heart beats. I look to the sacred circle, the Elders wait. I am grateful for the day and will look for the lessons of the Dreams. I think on the time I wasted until getting to this place. A draft of smoke stings my eyes. ‘You have not wasted time my Son. For every moment and every breath were required to bring you here.’ My eyes no longer hurt I see the wisdom. Sleep well, dream deep my Friends. Humble bow, Dayvid