Rock On Secrets For A Happier Life February 20 2020

SECRETS FOR A HAPPIER LIFE
ARE YOU ENJOYING THIS MOMENT …RIGHT NOW?
The fluffy cotton-like stark white clouds stood out boldly in front of a deeply colored blue sky. I imagined taking a great photo of the towering silvery rockets at the Kennedy Space Center with that magnificently painted sky in the background. As I reached for my camera my eye caught a tiny toddler about 18 months old with her entire hand wrapped around the little finger of her escort. I could see the little white knuckles of her right hand as she held on tightly and kept turning her head from side to side. So many distractions for her; huge rockets reaching skyward, music playing, lighted displays and especially the colorful designs on the ground.
At first glance the pattern of differently colored hexagons appeared to be an interesting art display on which to walk.  Each hexagon was touching its neighbors on all six sides.  The hexagons had a central color of dark or light blue or dark and light green. Each of the colored areas was surrounded by an inch wide border of gray with a darkened black edge.  The gray borders outlined and accentuated the central colors. The toddler and her slightly bigger brother saw all of the colors and stopped. There seemed to be a magnetic attraction to stepping on the colored portions and then moving along from one to another.
Instantly, when they stepped on the lighter colored hexagons, they lit up and stayed lit until they stepped off and then onto another one.  The faster they stepped from one to another the faster they could make the lights flash on and off.  I could see the older brother investigating and exploring the floor display. He was thrilled to jump on the colored tiles and he quickly discovered which ones lit up.  Then he was off to the races running, jumping and playing by bouncing even on his butt for added effect.  I was surprised though, at how well his little sister followed in his jumping steps while trying to copy his every move.
After a few moments of watching the kids leaping from color to color I noticed a few other small groups of 2, 3 and 4 adults with and without kids jumping and stamping their feet up and back as quickly as they could; with lights flashing to emphasize their every step.  Suddenly they all seemed to tire of the excitement and skipped off probably to another attraction at the Space Center.
Later that day as I was drifting toward the exit I passed by the colored hexagons.  I recognized the 18 month old and her big brother playing again by jumping up and back on the flashing lights.  This time their white haired smiling escort, probably their granddad, was pumping his legs as fast as he could up and back with such a determined look along with a huge grin on his face.  Then I saw the lighted display showing the amount of energy being generated by all of the flashing lights.  The display showed it was at 98%. They only needed 2% more to reach enough power for the next rocket to blast off.  It became apparent that this was what all of the side steppers were waiting for.  The throng of people, strangers that were all working together in unison to generate energy for a rocket to shoot off out into space was enchanting.
This was a wonderful hands on example of the history of the space race.  One of the key lessons headlined at the Space Center was how the shared contributions of the many, many people over years of development achieved the goal of sending and returning a man to the moon.  The importance of each individual connected together with others piggy backed one discovery on another until this ambitious mission was achieved.

Although I sat there as an observer, I suddenly found myself tapping my feet on the ground side to side, joining in with all of the others by generating the energy for lift off.  I began to relive the achievement, joy and celebration as the crowd, of no longer strangers but now fellow contributors came together for the count down to a space launch.  10, 9, 8 and then down to 3, 2, 1.  Blast off.   The loud speakers around us boomed and rumbled, it felt as though the ground shook as the exhilaration of watching the ginormous shining rocket shooting off out into space, thrilled us all.

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We are all familiar with earth and space gravity.  Everything pulls and attracts everything else towards it.  The earth is so large in size compared to all of the objects we come in contact with that everything seems to fall toward the earth.  Spiritual gravity is similar in that everything is pulled or attracted to the center of the Heart of the Universe.        SPIRITUAL GRAVITY a blog
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Flying Into The Joy Of Wonder 2-10-2020

SECRETS FOR A HAPPIER LIFE
ARE YOU ENJOYING THIS MOMENT …RIGHT NOW?
I attended PS 133 at the eastern edge of Queens in NYC.  Most days I walked the eighteen blocks to school. Two more blocks away and I would have qualified to ride the school bus. When it rained I wore one of those heavy rubber yellow rain coats.  It allowed the water to seep in not only around my neck and down my back but it also soaked my pants starting just below my knees. The rubber suit was so hot the rest of me got wet from the heat of perspiration.  When it snowed I wore rubber goulashes over my shoes that let the snow leak in, soaking my feet as my toes slowly froze.  It was particularly on those days that I imagined riding high and dry on my magic flying carpet.  That trip would be instantaneous; with no rain, no snow and no seat belt needed.
I do not recall the exact date but certainly before I was five I must have heard the story of Aladdin and his Magic Flying Carpet. This began a theme within me of soaring high in the sky with wonder and adventure. Although this was a simple story it had a major impact upon me. As I had a vivid imagination it was easy for reality and fantasy to be braided together. For me the carpet was a tangible object albeit a flying “magic” carpet.  Where as Superman received his flying powers having been born on another planet. And Peter Pan got to fly with Pixie dust from Tinker Bell.  Obviously to me at five both Superman and Peter Pan were extremely entertaining and heroes of mine, but they were not real.  With the carpet there was something more exotic, more natural.
Perhaps because it was from a far away land, right here on the earth or possibly because there was so little story about it, although much more mystery. In one description the carpet was a thin simple cloth with interesting knots on the bottom. In another its power came from a special dye. Although very little history of it can be found there was just enough for me.  The door of wonder was left wide open.
I did not have a famous imaginary 6 foot 3 and a half inch rabbit playmate named Harvey but I did have several fantasy characters that became reified into my pillow; that I could battle with and at times conquer.  Childhood make-believe and games with others or alone was an easy mind space for me to slip in and out of. The mystery of the flying carpet was a connection to the wonder of my five year old mind as I grew through adolescence and into my twenties.  I can still remember the feeling of connection and immersion into the made up fantasy world of play.  This was as “realistic” to me then as losing awareness of myself is now when I am deeply in touch with the characters in a large-screen movie.
In time as I was growing up the society pulled the flying carpet out from under my feet and I learned and practiced how to sit still, settle down and for hours a day do what my teachers told me to do. Although I had held tightly to the carpet it fell away like a favorite toy dropping out of my hands as I drifted off to sleep still trying to hold on.The carpet that was yanked out was not totally lost but tethered by a thin thread with the deep wonder and mystery of the story of Aladdin and the Magic of the Flying Carpet.
Being educated in mathematics, science and biology when acupuncture came out I was at first a skeptic.  How could unseen channels in the body, block or modify pain that traveled along tangible nerves? As acupuncture became more popular so did my interest in yoga and Eastern thought.  My memories of flying carpets swayed my interest toward levitation and cobras dancing to exotic flute music.  I recalled a quote attributed to Leonardo Da Vinci  “For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward; for there you have been, and there you will long to return.”  He wrote that in the fifteenth century, 500 years before airplanes and rockets.  What did Da Vinci know? What did he dream about? Was his wonder and imagination of childhood also kept alive by this thread of a magic flying carpet?
For me the world of wonder, was kept alive through a link to this story.  At 10 I was on my first airplane flight. Of course I got the window seat.  It was a two engine TWA flight with the entry/exit door at the rear bottom of the plane.  During that flight I got to go up into the cockpit and listen through the captain’s earphones. No, I did not ask him if he ever saw a flying carpet; but he did give me a pair of TWA wings.
Flying became magical and in every flight since then when I look down at the ground from thousands of feet up I close my eyes and for a moment or two slide back into the fantasy of wonder.
The lingering mystery of this story has been a foundation for other doorways I have found that reconnect me into wonder through sunsets, mountain tops and ocean voyages.
This theme of flying carpets has not been lost, it lives on, only modernized.  Just ask Captain James T. Kirk the next time you here him say, “Beam me up Scotty.”

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We are all familiar with earth and space gravity.  Everything pulls and attracts everything else towards it.  The earth is so large in size compared to all of the objects we come in contact with that everything seems to fall toward the earth.  Spiritual gravity is similar in that everything is pulled or attracted to the center of the Heart of the Universe.        SPIRITUAL GRAVITY a blog
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