Tag: Debra Basham

  • Lizzie’s Libra Luna

    Sacred Stories

    Nine years earlier they had said goodbye to their beloved daughter, Lizzie.

    About 5 am the next morning she woke up awash in moonlight shining through the skylight!

    Later that morning her astrology app dinged in that the moon would be full in Libra – Lizzie’s sign.

    This full moon is called the Pink Moon, named after the herb moss pink, also known as creeping phlox. This plant is native to eastern America and one of the earliest widespread flowers of spring in North America.

    Pink is Lizzie’s favorite color!

    (April 2022 Pink Moon Meaning)


  • Treasure this Day

    If what I say resonates with you,
    it’s because
    we are both branches of the same tree.

    ~ W. B. Yeats

    I’m not a “follower” of astrology, but MANY years ago something occurred that led me to respect the wisdom there.

    Decades ago now, driving home on a snowy day, the roads were glare ice. Less than a block from home, I was blinded by a cloud of snow by a person blowing out his driveway. I rear-ended the car stopped to make a left-hand turn onto a side street. I was not considered at fault due to the unusual conditions and I did not receive a citation. But when I opened the paper a bit later at home, still shaken, my horoscope for the day read: The highway will not be a happy place for you today. Be careful, even on short trips.

    And now a warning?

    Perhaps just a coincidence, or more likely something ancient and pure and worthy of being reported in the bible as announcing the coming of Jesus.

    Yesterday’s comment by a friend about the current astrological line-up led me to look up The Cosmic Tides by Leah Whitehorse. Here is an excerpt from April 9, 2022: It’s imperative to take time out to reconnect with the emotional body before direct action. That way, we can tune into our gut instinct which tells us where to best place our energy and effort. There will be time enough to conquer goals and fight the good fight. Be tender with yourself. Listen to your feelings. Know where you belong. Never doubt that you are strong enough. Nothing can extinguish your inner flame.

    We have snow again today!

    Thought for Today from Deep Spring Center for Meditation:

      It is valuable to sit in private meditation. It is lovely to walk in the woods or on a warm and sandy beach and enjoy that beauty and sense of connection. Your joy at those moments does offer light, does have real value. But at physical levels it does not touch the fundamental deprivation in the world. How can you allow that connection with spirit to begin to transform the world? This does not mean you should not take holidays, but your work is in the world. How do you bring joy and love back into the stressful situations? Would you worship a hollow god that stands above the world, superior to the world, that will not get its feet dirty? Would you strive to pull yourself up to those heights and leave the world to suffer with itself in the dark alleys? Or do you give your love to a loving God, a God willing to partake in pain through entering the human illusion?

      ~ Aaron

    A couple of days of hard work has rendered our tiny house clean and neat and ready for visitors. It is funny that our seasonal home on Bounty Lane is the larger space. Just as we squeeze back into 1,120 square feet, we continue to share one vehicle (writing all of our “times I need the car” on the calendar hanging on the kitchen wall).

    Already this morning I have done 45 minutes of chanting and some yoga. I will at some point go over to the community room and ride the stationary bike while John walks on the treadmill. We await warm weather that welcomes walking and biking in the beautiful Michigan outdoors.

    Treasure this day and treasure yourself.
    Truly, neither will ever happen again.

    ~ Ray Bradbury (Gratefulness.org “Word for the Day” April 9, 2022)

  • Please Help Me Get Out of the Hospital

    Buddhist teachings point to the most elemental cause behind our suffering — forgetting who we are. We forget our belonging to one another and to our larger body of earth. We forget our belonging to the boundless, loving awareness which is our shared essence. Instead, we live in a trance of egoic separation, with habits of grasping and self-protection that lead to violating ourselves, others, and our world. We are at a time in history where the illusion of separate self — with its unprocessed fear, aggression and destructiveness — threatens all life systems on our planet. More than ever, we need practices that can evolve consciousness from “self-other” or “us-them” to “we” — practices that motivate us to act on behalf of our collective wellbeing. ~ ~ Dharma for Times of Global Trauma, by Tara Brach (Lion’s Roar)

    These universal words feel very personal today. While I have hesitated to write opening about the situation with a dear friend having been taken to the hospital and likely not returning to his home, something about Tara Brach’s words makes it impossible to not write opening about it.

    Readers will know of whom I speak, but I will refrain from naming names. Let’s be clear: This sharing is not to have you feel sorry for me or to feel hostile toward the “others” involved. Can one choose which side of a building we will keep standing? Choosing sides is a grand delusion. This sharing is to help US see how true it is that “the illusion of separate self — with its unprocessed fear, aggression and destructiveness — threatens all life systems on our planet.”

    We had just spoke to Dad’s case manager and found out that you are requesting for Hospice evaluation without letting us know. This is unacceptable. If you do this again, I will go to the court to take you out of the list. You do not have the best interest to take care of our Dad.

    The message went on to list many things considered to have been done wrong. The story was distorted and the tone was hostile. I did not address the distortions or the hostility, but instead sent a simple response:

    It won’t help your dad to have us argue over his care. I am very appreciative of this information. I always welcome your updates. Thank you for letting me know. I’m sorry if my call seemed argumentative.

    The email sent in response continued in the same threatening tone: Thanks. I also want to let you know that you are not his POA, so if you call yourself so, that would be a misrepresentation.

    The email messages since that day have continued to escalate.

    He has his phone now. Within minutes of its being dropped off to him, I received email, text, and a phone call with the same message: “Please help me get out of the hospital.”

    It is so very difficult…. Meanwhile, gratitude washes over me that he has his phone and that he can call me and express his emotion.

    Each time I speak to my dear friend, I hold this universal truth in my heart as I speak the words to him: “Since you are where you are right now, do the best you can to make the best of it.”

    Since we all share this difficult experience of being human on planet earth right now, we must do the best we can to make the best of it.

    What might be gained by seeing the “other’s” perspective?

    Years ago I delivered a sermon titled “Universal Addiction” in which we identified the universal addiction as to our point of view.

    Let’s be clear. We cannot un-see what we have seen. The way it was seen is the way it was seen. Magic happens when we realize (seeing with REAL EYES) that it can always also be seen from another perspective. It is not necessary to give up anything already seen to choose to see something additionally.

    The classic example of this is the young woman or old lady image. There are lots of these, but this one is possibly the most widely recognized.


    So much of mindfulness training is about just this. Hold up your hand. Focus on the fingers. Then relax your eyes and notice the space between the fingers and the view beyond the space. Each perspective exists. Point of view reveals, not creates, awareness.

    “The die is cast” is a saying that means an event has happened or a decision has been made that cannot be changed.

    Perhaps human consciousness has awakened sufficiently that no die can be cast…. perhaps, just perhaps…

    How else will we humans hold hands and act on behalf of the earth? How else will we go beyond the political dividedness that leads to violence and oppression? How else will we create beloved community, a world where all life is cherished, the vulnerable are cared for, and we naturally live for the common good?

    If we can imagine our potential as humans — what is possible — we can manifest the fullness of our true nature.

    ~Tara Brach

  • Peace Lily

    Sacred Stories

    She’d had this peace lily for several years without a bloom.

    She had tried everything from giving it more water, less water, feeding, turning, moving it to other locations… nothing.

    In fact, it was looking quite sad.

    She began talking to it, connecting with it’s energy, touching it in a gentle way and asking it what it needed.

    A couple of weeks later she noticed what looked like a tiny blossom.

    Sure enough.

    And then two blossoms!


    A garden is a grand teacher. It teaches patience and careful watchfulness; it teaches industry and thrift; above all it teaches entire trust. ~ Gertrude Jekyll, Wood and Garden: Notes and Thoughts, Practical and Critical, of a Working Amateur, Cambridge University Press (2011)

  • March 27

    Sacred Stories

    The previous morning she had received shocking news the young-ish adult son of a long-time friend had been found dead in his bed. Her friend was traveling across country, leaving her husband behind, as his mother (a recent widow dealing with cognitive loss) had just relocated to be near them.

    Knowing peace often comes from focusing on spiritual material, the morning after receiving the call about her friend, she tuned into a presentation on “Loving Heart Connections.” The material resonated with her. She found it to be logical. The work is based on bilateral stimulation as a tool for relaxation sufficient to bring awareness of loved ones who have passed from their bodies.

    She was very interested….

    Doing an internet search on Jane Bissler, who developed the Loving Heart Connection process, she stopped when her eyes landed on a powerful synchronicity: Jane was born on March 27.

    She was listening and reading this on March 27….


  • Learn, Grow, and Change

    One of the most extraordinary aspects of our humanity
    is our capacity to learn, grow, and change.

    ~ Sheryl Chard (Gratefulness.org)

    One week ago today I got a call from the son of my long-time business partner, Joel Bowman, asking who in Kalamazoo could take his dad to the ER.

    Of course, I am in Florida. A former student, Deb Doerschler, is also still in the south-for-the-winter location. Joel’s wonderful friend, Bob Kipp, was at their place up north. I suggested a neighbor who has been part of the behind-the-scenes support for the past several years. Thankfully, she was able and willing.

    Joel was admitted to the hospital that evening.

    I was so angry a few days later when Joel’s son did not even let me know that Joel had been moved to a skilled nursing facility. Two of Joel’s friends had tried to visit him at the hospital, and were told he had been discharged.


    The anger has born fruit. (Uncomfortable emotions have a way of doing that.)

    Wednesday night, seeking some inner peace around the situation, I was led to watch “The Roots of Anger” by Thich Nhat Hanh on YouTube. Here are my notes:

      You don’t have the right to keep your anger to yourself alone more than 24 hours.

      You should tell him or her but in calm speech. If you cannot do it, you can write it down on a piece of paper.

      Sentence one:
      I suffer. I am angry, and I want you to know it.

      (I don’t know why you have done such a thing to me. I don’t know why you have said such a thing to me. I suffer very much. I’m angry. I want you to know.)

      Sentence two:
      I am doing my best.

      (I am practicing mindful breathing and mindful walking, generating the energy of mindfulness in order to take care of my anger, in order to bring relief, and then I will be looking deeply into my anger to see what the root of my anger is. That is to see whether it is my wrong perception that has created anger, maybe because of some of your unskillfulness.)

      Sentence three:
      Please help me. I need your help.

    Thursday afternoon as I was doing yoga, awareness visited me and opened my heart. I had total body memory of the first night my mom was at an adult foster care home. After dropping her off, I had my best night’s rest in months.

    Relief from my uncomfortable emotions because she was not in her own home totally hid from awareness her uncomfortable emotions because she was not in her own home.

    Compassion for all of us washed over past, present and future.

    When I was able to speak to Joel while he was in the hospital he told me he had been taken captive, was being held in some industrial compound, and some kind of experiment was being conducted on him. I said, “I understand totally that from your perspective Western medicine might feel like that, but you are in Bronson hospital. Nancy Anderson took you to the ER because you were very sick and could have died if you did not get treated immediately.”

    I encouraged him to look on the walls of the room. Could he see a white board with his name on it? Yes, he could. He told me it also had the date and the names of the doctor and nurses assigned to his care.

    “It isn’t aliens who are taking care of you,” I assured him.

    To which he replied, “In a way, we are all aliens….”

    Profound awareness.

    These past years I have often been angry at Joel’s son and daughter-in-law. I have been an alien to the roots of that anger. The roots of that anger had been guilt and pain over my lack of awareness for my mom’s emotional needs during that time.

    And for all of these years I had been an alien to the forgiveness and peace awareness brings.

    Awareness frees us.

    Jesus said, ‘Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.’

  • Getting Ready

    Meditation is not only permissible in the face of great suffering; it is a moral obligation.
    ~ Right Action in the Face of Suffering, by Dan Zigmond,
    March 15, 2022 in The Lion’s Roar

    Often I use the Yellow Brick Road as a platform to share what is happening. Today I am simply going to share a significant perspective: A lot is happening….

    John is doing well. Obviously he is still recovering, but for his 11th week post-surgery-anniversary on Monday he walked 10,000 steps! He has 2 more cardio rehab visits here in Florida and will pick up when we get home to Michigan.

    Packing (not quite yet loading), deep cleaning (not yet cleaning myself out of the door).

    EVERYTHING is living metaphor.

    We are in the “getting ready but not quite yet ready” phase as a collective consciousness.

    I just spoke to Stacey. She is navigating sciatica pain. Not able to get comfortable to sleep; painful to sit; painful to stand. John had experienced a severe sciatica flare from the first of November until recovery with the hospitalization for the open-heart-surgery the first week of January.

    Yesterday, my nephew (David HOWARD) had an amazing experience meeting HOWARD, the owner of Uniquely Gourmet: Wholesale and Private Label Craft Foods in Rusk, Texas. Today is my father’s birthday, also a HOWARD.

    Today is also the birthday of our grand-daughter-in-love, Christina.

    A lot is happening….

    Tom Kuhlman and his wife, Delcy, have had the precious Still Waters Retreat Center which has been a part of my spiritual journey for almost 30 years. This just in from Tom about Still Waters having been sold:

    Yesterday was the closing on our place. We will have a couple months to find a place and time to move. We will have a few more months to empty the barn and shop.

    So far we have looked at and eliminated 12 places and are headed out to look at a “new listing”.

    Before we moved to Still Waters, the State would bring us a list of “possible new places” each week. We didn’t go to all they suggested because several were in subdivisions and not what we needed. However we were looking at the 42nd on their list when the neighbor lady came out and suggested this place we have used as home for the last 33 years. This place was not for sale at the time, but when we talked to the owner……. Long story….. he “talked to the ‘MAN upstairs’ and was told to sell to us…”.

    We know the Lord led us to this place 33 years ago when the State bought our house in Berrien for the new highway. That is why we believe God will find a place for us now.

    We invite all of you to pray for us as we search.

    A lot is happening….

  • The Book of Runes

    Sacred Stories

    They were sharing conversation about human consciousness as related to the woes of the world when The Book of Runes by cultural anthropologist Ralph H. Blum was introduced by their hostess.

    Based on a tradition over one thousand years old, the Runes are seen by many as a contemporary Oracle and remarkable aid in practical decision making.

    “Have you ever done divination?” she asked.

    One of the guests said her grandmother had worked with Tarot, but Runes were new to her. She put her hand into the bag without looking, and “drew” #19 Hagalaz: Disruption. She began to read aloud: “Drawing this rune indicates a pressing need within the pysche to break free from constricting identification with material reality and to experience the world of archetypal mind….” Wow. That fit totally with their conversation!

    The partner of the woman who had just drawn the Rune, said, “Let me draw one!” That Rune was placed back into the bag, the contents were mixed up, and the bag was handed to him. He mixed up the bag some more, reached into the bag, and pulled out that same Rune! “How many of these are there,” he asked.

    The contents were removed from the bag and all 25 Runes were laid face up for him to see. “Just that one,” was the reply.

    “Whether you created the disruption or whether it comes from an outside source, you are not without power in this situation….”

    We notice when our experience defies the odds. Something greater is at play.

    “The more severe the disruption in your life, the more significant and timely the requirements for your growth. The universe and your own soul are demanding that you do, indeed, grow.”

  • The Practice of Life

    Last evening’s Group 2 was only five of us out of thirteen. I am not sure what qualifies as a quorum, but I am sure all thirteen of us were actively involved in the practice of LIFE.

    Our meeting times were set at the first of the year but the evening before our meeting we received an announcement from our spiritual teacher/s: Aaron and Friends invite you to join an evening of conversation and meditation in support of Ukraine and our beloved Earth.

    A few of the 13 were called to attend that gathering. I understood that completely. A couple expressed inability to attend either. I understood that as well. One person expressed a strong desire to meet as our small group AND to dedicate some of our time in support. I opened the Zoom room.

    Our time together is so significant. This small band of merry (and sometimes not so merry) men and women share a commitment to awakening as we share love and compassion and encouragement.

    Some conversation addressed the angst that our Tuesday territory has been affected by a change in the Deep Spring Center for Meditation teacher’s schedule, and especially that our group has had several times when a larger group event was scheduled in conflict. But where is the conflict? Is the conflict on the calendar or in our minds? Every moment of every day we have choice. We choose what lane to drive in, what to have for lunch, and what to feel and think about what we are experiencing.

    As the four representatives expressed our individual perspectives on the schedule challenges and on the sense of loss of time to be together, and the missing of several members who have not made a group for quite a while, I watched my reactions. I saw compassion rise. I also saw sadness. I am certainly navigating loss. And I am not the only one. In fact, I am not even one me. I anything other than?

    Is Ukraine other than me?

    Is our beloved earth other than me?

    Adyahanti speaks about the trained and learned way of experiencing life. The talk I listened to today is titled “The Prism of Me.”

    “Egoing” is a kind of skill that we learned well, unfortunately….”

    “We are brought into the erroneous conclusion that ideas of ourselves are ourselves….”

    Awareness and an open heart sees the one human experience as each point of view expressed.

    Today, and every day,conditions give rise to thoughts and emotions. Thoughts and emotions can become distorted into an identity. Once an identity has been formed, fear takes over and drives our thoughts and emotions.

    “Even a very well-adapted me is at some level being driven by fear….”

    The people of Ukraine, this beloved earth, everyone in Group 2, and every being is a reflection of LIFE/GOD/LOVE.

    This morning I saw a snake as I was on my bike ride. I stopped and took some photos. I did not want to frighten the snake, but I wanted it to move so the video would show it was alive. I spoke aloud, “Don’t be scared. You are OK.” I told John I was not sure if I was talking to the snake or to myself.

    Is the snake other than me?

    It has been a gradual thing, taking my practice off the mat and into the moments of my life. I could watch how much we wanted things to be other than how they were. What a loss to miss loving life as it is. Sometimes pleasant, sometimes painful, sometimes not much of either.

    We learned that the owner of our winter home lost his father in January. All these weeks he has been checking in with me asking how John is doing. I am feeling sad for his loss.

    Is he other than me?

    Whether awake or asleep,
    we are in constant communication
    with someone not of this world.
    ~ Pam and Alan Johnson

  • Holy Holons

    On Friday I could feel that my blood pressure was high. I began to affirm: I choose to release this pattern within me that has contributed to this situation.

    Boom!

    I am 12 years old again — August 1962 — in the auto accident with my dad. I am reliving all the terror at the scene. I allow myself to feel the feelings. I begin to cry out, “Daddy, are you OK?” and to no one in particular, “Make them stop!” asking them to make the sirens stop.

    Listening to an interview with Iyanla Vanzant on Emotional Freedom Technique (EFT/tapping), I put the blood pressure cuff on my arm and took my blood pressure.

    I did that over and over as I invited release of this life-time pattern of fear.

    My dad’s feet were in the floorboard on the driver’s side of the car, but shattered flesh from my forehead prevented my being able to see them. To the best of my memory, I did not see my dad until a day or so later when he came to the hospital to see me.

    I allowed myself emotional space to cry out as I tapped.

    Ilyana says one must expand and increase our emotional library. Jessica Ortner (The Tapping Solution) said it is about developing a vocabulary so we can speak out. “This is the feeling I’m having right now. I’ll get through this but right now this is what I am feeling.”

    I wrote in my journal: “I am mourning. I’m feeling something from when I was five years old.”

    And, “I forgive myself for believing that ______ still has power over my life.”

    I took 1/2 of one of the anxiety pills my doctor prescribed.

    I tapped a lot.

    I cried some.

    On Saturday, John had an off day and that intersected with my heightened state. We were neither truly skillful, but this morning we were both able to speak compassionately and affirm our loving connection.

    Jerry Ashmore’s dharma talk was about how the Heart Sutra is a conceptual torpedo in that it demolishes dualism. Jerry said, “Every time you think you are isolated, you are delusional.”

    “Form is emptiness (śūnyatā), emptiness is form.” (from the English Heart Sutra)

    Nothing lasts forever. We know that. But…. as Ilanya describes it, every time we revisit the story we punish ourselves.

    During the sharing after the meditation and the dharma talk one woman was saying how she was having difficulty getting free of rumination and depression. Jerry said, “The witness is free. No anxiety, no fear, no hatred.”

    Totally free.

    Jerry spoke about a holon. A holon is something that is simultaneously a whole in and of itself, as well as a part of a larger whole. He said each of us is a holon, simultaneously a whole as well as a part of a larger whole.

    I passed along Thich Nhat Hanh’s MANTRA FOR DEALING WITH STRONG EMOTIONS:

    Make sure you remember to physically “BREATHE IN” or “BREATHE OUT” at the appropriate place when reciting each line; as the actual breath in or out is part of activating the Energy.

    The “operative word” of the Mantra replaces the strong emotion being worked on, with its appropriate name: Fear, Anger, Anxiety, Impatience, Judgment of self or others, etc. The example uses the word Fear. Good to remember that sometimes anger is an unknown component of the fear a person may be holding, because they have not been able to control or Fix It.

      Breathing In, I am aware of the fear,

      Breathing Out, I smile to the fear (yes, these are the appropriate words);

      Breathing In, I recognize fear as Energy,

      Breathing Out, I express Gratitude for Energy;

      Breathing In, Energy and Fear are Power,

      Breathing Out, I can safely hold Power;

      Breathing In, Power supports Wholesome Change,

      Breathing Out, I Invite That, which is for The Highest Good!

    I am not sure we ever talked about it so I can only imagine my dad’s terror at the scene.

    My dad I I are simultaneously a whole as well as a part of a larger whole.

    Breathing Out, I Invite That, which is for The Highest Good!

    Holy holons!