“I claim what is mine, and let go of the rest.”

portland underpass w anti-personnel rubble field 2019
portland underpass w anti-personnel rubble field, sept 2019 – by jle

10/2/2020 Friday Affirmation
for Unity of Syracuse

“I claim what is mine, and let go of the rest.”

Whereas, I am not in control of what other people think of me,
(try as I may, at times)
I can powerfully change how I think of myself.

Do I abuse that power?

I may deceive myself, at times,
feeling that I am justified, or unworthy;
creatively making excuses and denials;
and coming up with reasons to think the same thoughts;

holding onto reasons to keep acting the same way

rather than breathing in;

then compassionately, with honesty,
look lovingly at myself
and see my motives measured against my ideals

and breathing out
into the world
authentically create and

What other people think about me is their business,
how I think about myself is mine to own.

“Perfect Order is already here.”

Daily Affirmation for Unity of Syracuse 9/17/2020

“Perfect Order is already here.”

Albert Libchaber
Illustration by Albert Libchaber, in the book “Chaos” by James Gleick.

“If only I could …”

“I really should …”

Life at times feels like a game of perfection, racing the clock of a vengeful god who waits to see if I choose to act correctly and in time

I have to manage it all myself, and I’m responsible for how each piece falls

I have, in the past, been very good at making things fit, no matter what.

Did you know a square peg can fit in more than just a round hole, but (other shapes, too?

Try a square peg in an octagon hole, or in a crescent-shaped hole, or how about a triangular hole?


There’s fear that the right-shaped hole might not be available.

“The right fit is never coming! – That one is pretty much close enough; better grab it before it’s gone, too!” —

a fear of scarcity

and that fear makes a false order.

The world gets small enough for me to manage, when there isn’t enough.

All it costs is my peace, my joy, my life force, and my contact with reality.

I am already complete in the eternal. Through time, order shows itself to me.

The fears are there because that is where there is power: the presence of perfection.

We each are what we are meant to be.

“Cosmic Order comes through us in the everyday.”

Daily Affirmation for Unity of Syracuse – 9/11/2020

Spectacular insights have their place, but the majority of our lives are lived out through very mundane miracles.

The bed gets made in the morning.

Household budgeting brings clarity around what needs prioritizing.

A checklist for chores keeps a day’s efforts from drifting.

The time taken to organize a desk drawer brings nothing new, but saves time when next a pen is needed.

The urge to speak up in a conflict opens a channel to share surprise depths of meaning.

Faltering steps in one direction show more of the directions we don’t want to take.

Suiting up and showing up on time lets things get done without any big deal.

Perfect divine order reflects in us — as above, so below — but not, from our limited mundane viewpoint, the same in all ways or all at once. Without variation, shifts in balance, and asymmetry, there would be no pattern, only a droning monotone. A single note may be pure and clear, but it is a bland kind of performance, orderly but repetitive: boring, in a word!

Happily. the Eternal and Infinite spreads itself throughout time as a symphony of changing melodies: deep long cycles repeating ceaselessly as well as lively lines of departure, returns, and transformations.

Holding our part, we weave our songline in the whole, remembering when we can to listen to the band and to watch the conductor. Sometimes we improvise, sometimes it’s time for our solo, and sometimes we just have to hit the right notes at the right time, and breathe when the rests come, and keep following the music.

I give thanks for the wise ordering of the world.

Image from: The Art Of Clean Up by Ursus Wehrli

Friday Affirmation for Unity of Syracuse – 9/4/2020

I give thanks for the wise ordering of the world.

The arrangement of things speaks to us in our whole being. Our bodily and intuitive senses give us a gauge for harmony or discord, confusion or regular proportion. “Order” power is our ability to relate our personal experiences to the higher principles that organize all those experiences.

Do I believe order comes from outside? Does chaos need to be conquered? With strong enough will, can I tame the wild and make it regular and obedient to law? Should I be worried if it doesn’t work out for me when I try?

As life constantly wells up within me, seeking through desire to meet life in the world, it can seem messy. I can trust the “guiding, ordering direction” that was there in the beginning, is now, and will ever be. There is no way to order; order is the way.

Response to “Redefine, Man..”

To the Rev. Janglebones –

May this find you well. Your post of 15th August (“Redefine, Man..”) was refreshing and much appreciated.

In response to your invitation for comment about masculinity and being a man:

I am grateful you shared your experiences of being a boy and growing to manhood. I can relate to much, especially that sort of discomfort with whether it’s worthwhile to even “be a man”. I want to honor your courage to be seen and known. There is a fierceness in vulnerability, surrender, and giveaway.

I agree with you that it’s not a one person job nor even a single generation job. Already the ancestors are with us, with their illnesses and their wellnesses. I think, how am I treating the grandfathers? Do I remember them, attend to them? Who are living elders that show me how it looks to “be a man” well? What kind of ancestor am I to those who are yet-to-come, our descendents? How am I doing as a father and uncle?

I think we make the “man story” different by each of us living authentically as a man. What wants to live through us. as men? What archetypes have us acting out? Some chauvinist Anglophone stereotype? Some family trait, a painful memory or feeling, media tropes, an ancient folktale plot, all of the above?

We have to love those parts of ourselves, too. All the archetypes are here for a reason. I love the consideration of Walter Wink, the “myth of redemptive violence”, that we have learned to project our shadows onto the “bad guys”. We get to enjoy their evil desires for the majority of the tale’s telling, only to reach climax, wipe out the troubling evil glee, and all the bad people who desired such things are gone forever. “If only we can cancel all the bad men, then we will for certain be the good men!”

That’s the kind of shadow work I feel called to do as a man, to redeem manhood not as a heroic savior, but so I can live my own authentic life.

It’s scary, replete with shame, to own all the parts of one self. I am inspired to do this kind of men’s work by seeing what feminists have done, and what trans & genderful people do, in order to claim their identity. The power I have seen friends step into as they access their wellspring is awesome, and I want it, too, through the fierceness of vulnerability. I don’t need to to focus on how other people are and try to change them, but I do need to find others with whom to share as we change how we imagine ourselves.

Wizardly yours / in brotherhood,

ouijantenna / jacob

Happy birthday, Dr. Steiner

I heard of you in a shoplifted Daniel Pinchbeck book I’d borrowed and spent an all-nighter reading instead of writing my undergraduate thesis. Among the mixed bag of occultists, paranormal investigators, and New Age psychedelia nuts there was this Austrian lecturer: a sober, precise polymath asking the questions about Western civilization that I’d come to regard as crucial for understanding my place in the world.

Thank you. Happy birthday.