The Day I would have been dyed, Had it not been for the Saw Man

By Mr. Yellow Finch
Translated by Akin Phoenix

One cold winter day, when the snow and ice had freshly hit the ground, I was out at my favorite eating spot with all my friends. In the middle of this nice field there is a tube full of small sunflower seeds. They aren’t my preferred food, but they are mighty tasty when you’re short on bugs in the middle of winter. I grabbed a beak full of seeds and flew over to one of my favorite trees. Then I had this bright idea! I would take a short cut to another tree through a route I had never taken before. Wheee….I go flying off and BAM!

I must have hit some kind of force field, or something. There I was knocked out the cold icy ground, with blood dripping from my beak. I lost a lot of blood. You can see it in the snow.





I was wondering what the heck just happened, and why I couldn’t fly away. I was drifting off to sleep, when out of nowhere a giant scooped me up in a box, and moved me into this really warm and cozy place. I wasn’t feeling well at all, so I didn’t protest much. The giant was talking to me, and I just stayed still. I really wasn’t feeling well, and wasn’t in a talking mood. Oddly enough, the giant had a scent that I have smelled on the food I get from the tube. I was hoping that was a good sign, as a fell off to sleep again.

When I woke up again, the giant was placing all these funny looking items around me. I don’t know what they were, but they had a strange energy emanating from them, that felt really good. The giant had what my Mommy described as fire, and a noisy thing that rattled with the picture of what my Mommy called a snake! Oh my gosh…I didn’t know what to do, but that familiar scent assured me all was well, besides, it was nice and warm in this place. I tried to get some sleep, but that giant kept making noise. It blew into this big tree branch that made a sound like a bird, and it was mumbling giant talk, and shaking that snake thing. Couldn’t it see a birdy was tired? I left my body a couple of times, and felt a lot better, but the giant could see me, and spoke directly to mind, telling me to get back down here. How did he do that? He isn’t a bird! Then it pulled me back into my body.




After it was finished making all that noise, and making me do stuff I didn’t want to do, it went and fetched me some water, and left. All of a sudden I was feeling much better. I perched up on the little water bowl, and for the first time since being in the warm place, I lifted my beak and took a look around.




The giant came back and started talking giant talk again, and flicked the piece of food off my beak that was glued on with blood. I was nice and warm at this point, and feeling a lot better! I was starting to wonder how I was going to make my escape, when the giant was in my mind again! It asked if I was ready to go, and I replied with a big “YES”! It started removing all the good feeling items that it put in the box with me. I kind of wanted to keep some of those, but it said it needed them for others that flew into force fields in life, and needed a helping hand.

The giant lifted the whole box that I was in, and took me back to where the light was. I dared not fly at that moment. I didn’t want to hit another force field. It was a good thing too. The giant opened another force field, and I felt the familiar cold of the season hit my feathers. It lifted the box in the air, and I hopped up on the edge. I looked back at the giant, and he was in my mind again, telling me to farewell! I flew into the air, on my way to Grandfather tree, and all my friends to tell them about what just happened to me. Grandfather tree said I would have died, had it not been for the shaman. I asked the Grandfather what color was I going to be dyed (I like my yellow feathers) and is a saw man what they call the giant, but he smiled and told me to go get more food, before it was all gone.

Inauguration day reflections!

Watching the official ceremony at home in my nice comfortable recliner was a treat. I briefly(about 2 seconds)thought about going into DC to see it live, but I figured I'm close enough, and I would see just as much from my TV at home, as I would from the monitors on the mall.

It amazes me that what started out as kids sitting down at a diner that would not feed them and a lady that would not move to the back of a bus, could lead to a peaceful revolution, where one who was once considered 3/5 of a man, would lead the greatest country in the world. All I can say is Wow...and Congratulation President Obama!

Yes We Did!

After over 10 years...finally a tatoo decision

So, it has been over 10 years since I decided to get a tattoo. I was going to get the kanji for Love.








Today while contemplating Love in the shower, I came to the realization that the word "Love" or the kanji for it, could not possibly show the depth of what it is, just as words can't. So then I was thinking what if you explain it as God's Love? Well the "Born Agains"(I say that with the up most respect) say that God is Love, and the Hindus understand that the concept of God is so huge that in order for the human mind to even begin to conceive the notion, God had to be divided into hundreds of different aspects. Kind of like the big bang theory. Everything was one, and exploded into millions of different pieces, but essentially every piece is still part of the whole. Kind of like the liquefied Terminators in Terminator.

So, after this realization, I won't be getting a tattoo. After all I'm God, and God is Love, and why would God need to tattoo it's name on itself, like it doesn't know what it is, and that is all there is?

Ghost Busters!

Went ghost busting again yesterday. It was a simple cleansing. I don' think the entities meant the family any harm, they were just having fun. Some were particularly impressed with flush toilets. They dispersed pretty easily, and none of them tried to compress my lungs, so that's a good thing! I know its only Ego, but I wish I could have tougher cases to clear out. Maybe be on A&E flexing my skills....hee heee

Anyone have any ghost they need clearing out? Catch me while I'm discounted! $100 an hour plus travel expenses.

What is Love?

I started reading Lester Levenson's "The Power of Love" again.

Here are some of his definitions of Love.

Love is acceptance
Love is allowing the other their being-ness
Love is a feeling of oneness with others


When there is full Love, you feel yourself as the other person.

The mind loves negative....

One of the great things about keeping a gains journal is you see how your mind attaches on to the negative.

For example, I was really upset about my resume writer not having my updated resume done today like she said she would. So much so that I was consciously and unconsciously pissed about it for close to 5 hours.

I haven't written anything in my gains journal all day, so just now when I was thinking what to write, it occurred to me that about an hour into my being pissed about the whole resume thing, I got confirmation that I would be receiving a check on Monday for a sizable amount of mula.

What did my mind decide to stay with? The pissed off feeling about the resume.

It was also about that time that I stopped doing my General Releasing questions. I still have yet to make it up to 20 times a day the way Larry Suggest in the Goals and Resistance course, but I'm up to 9 so far. I definitely see that if I'm not releasing, I'm suppressing.

100% responsibility

Lester Levenson says we must take %100 responsibility for the life and environment we have created. Thought is only creative, and the world as we know it is just a reflection of our thought. If we like what we have created then great, if we don't like it, we must change our thoughts to bring ourselves into alignment.