Wednesday, February 09, 2005

Dan's Birthday 2005

I had a wonderful birthday celebration in 2005 - in recognition of some of those who helped make it so, here's all about it:

http://www.whizzyrds.com/020805_Birthday.html

For my Birthday in 2005:

Just before I went to sleep this morning, my mother and father in-law Sally and Leonard
called and wished me a happy birthday. Thank you, Len & Sally!
(Yesterday was their 54th anniversary. Happy anniversary, you two love-birds!!)
PS: They sing a pretty good "happy birthday to you."


When I woke up this evening, I had a very nice happy birthday message from my
step-son Dan on my phone. Thank you, Dan!


Dinner...

020805_menue.jpg
(Click on the menu above to go to Catch Thirty-Five's web site.)

I had the Catch 35 crab bisque to start, followed by the blackened mahi-mahi
with andouille sausage etoufèe sauce. Saren had the seared Chilean sea bass
with Hawaiian ginger-scallion sauce. With dinner, we each had a glass of the
Charles Klug Napa Valley Merlot wine, which is a heavy red wine. Dessert
Was Signature Key Lime pie for Saren & the AWESOME Triple-threat chocolate
cheese cake for me. The food was OUTSTANDING.
(Of course we each had generous samples of the other's desserts!)
Catch Thirty-Five was kind enough to give me the cheese cake on the house
for my birthday. Thank you!

(Thank you to our friend Tom for the gift certificate to Catch Thirty-Five!!!)
A just as big THANK YOU to my beautiful wife Saren for everything else!

I was wearing my flying fish Hawaiian shirt from our
Florida coast tour, with black leather jacket. Saren
was wearing her purple shirt and funky necklace from Chico's,
and we both looked very festive and hopeful for the coming
Spring weather.

My brother Jeff and then my sister Lana and her daughter Ariel called me
while we were at dinner to wish me happy birthday! Thank you, Jeff, Lana, and Ariel!!




After Dinner:

Quigley's Pub image
(Click on the picture to go to the Quigley's web page)

We went to Quigley's Irish Pub and had Bailey's & coffee while I had a big
La Gloria Cubana Serie R cigar.

La Gloria Cubana Serie R cigar
(Click on the cigar to see more about these.)

The La Gloria Serie R is a seven inch by 54 ring guage. I had the natural
wrapper rather than the maduro.

While we were at the pub, there were quite a few people there speaking in
British accents and drinking Guinness Stout. We almost felt like we were
on an evening out somewhere in Ireland or England. Everyone was cheerful and
having a good time. We reminisced about visiting friends and helping our friend
Holly move into her new town home. My sister Lori and her fiancè John called
while we were here to wish me a happy birthday! Thank you, Lori & John!


After Quigley's, it was time to come home and tell you all about it...

Thank you to my friends, Art Paul, Eric, and Kat for the birthday e-mails.
Thank you to my brother Larry & his wife Patty for the cool birthday presents like
the "What The Bleep" book and everything. Thank you to my Honey Saren & our
friend Tom for the Awesome Elvis cards, and to Tom also for the "Outlaw Bible
of American Poetry".
(I'm reading a little bit of that every day, it's got some very interesting work in it.)

My friend Luis & his wife Cece will be celebrating with me this coming Saturday, and
We had an awesome Japanese steak & shrimp-flipper dinner at Yao Shue's this past
Saturday with our friends, Paulie & Cheree. (It was Cheree's Birthday on Feb. 7th)
After dinner we went back to their house and sang karaoke until way late.
Happy birthday, Cheree! Saren & I both had a great time.

Thank you to all those of you who called with kind birthday wishes and
who I wasn't able to think of at the moment I was creating this page!

It's all the wonderful friends and family like you guys that make each year
worth reaching. I hope we all have many more years in each others' lives.

Dan Stafford

I'm sure there are some of you that I've not gotten on the page, but thank you to all of you!

Dan

Friday, January 28, 2005

By Your Calculation...

The silence of beautiful voices haunts me like a cold winter night,
The stars above call without speaking,
And the faery ring around the Moon is at a quarter this sky,
Just a few hours from the rise of a brilliant Winter Sun.

Still you are swearing black-hearted and frigid,
So busy counting every snowflake in the pile,
Certain your wretched gold must lie beneath the bank.
And the glare of your Antarctic indifference may just kill us all.

Put a good woman away out of work in a dark night,
Silence the warmth of clever-jeweled voices,
For the pennies that lie upon that now bare floor shine to your fingers,
And the despairing silence is the easier course in this blizzard...

By your calculation.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford

© 01/28/2005

Author's comments:
Barnes & Noble corporate has eliminated their Events Coordinator position,
and canceled all events at specific stores that were not meeting an un-specified
revenue volume. Of course it doesn't matter that the store where Plainfield Live Poetry
reads is in a subdivision that is currently building five thousand new homes within three miles of it,
or that they had a wonderful person in the position. I just got the news the day after one of
the best readings we've had, with things poised to begin growing. I'm choosing to look at it
as an opportunity to find a better venue, but it does chafe a bit, and I am holding hopes
that the gal that was handling events there gets a new gig soon.

Thursday, January 27, 2005

January's Sign...

I heard it on the radio as the tiny snow flakes fell,
Just as she was singing "Kiss Me," the D.J. broke the news,
Something I can only wish I saw...

The tiny lake effect flakes were dancing,
Road humming under my tires about going home,
Sun was shining behind me East through the thinning clouds...

Cold and clearing,
Salt spray painting my windshield like fog,
I was just about to sing along with the chorus...

"I wish we hadn't missed it,"
She said in her best smooth radio voice,
"...I hear they're very, very rare..."

"The beautiful snow rainbow everyone's been calling about."

Some people complain about January in Chicago,
I just wish I hadn't missed it.

January's sign...

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 01/27/2005

Author's Comments:
True story this morning, listening to The Light, http://www.WLIT.com

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

To Be A Child of Muses...

Who else could see a dust speck floating in a ray of sunshine,
Single it out and see it as a star in some Lilliputian universe of dreams,
Speak it's name upon the wind even as it was slipped into your whisper ear?

In the shadow mind with your heart-eye open to listen...

Who could see a yellow flower growing alongside tarmac at seventy five,
Tell the whole world of every breeze and raindrop each petal touched,
Whisper out every secret of a life lived in one place all in a single springtime like a child?

Swimming the current of sentimentality like a dolphin racing a great white clipper ship...

Who else could stand upon a flying thistle seed,
Brush a kiss upon the cheek of the amber Moon,
Then spin a pillow story around the crown of a young child well loved?

Seeing strength in the keenest eye of make-believe Paradises...

Yet somehow these velvet visions become real,
Watercolored upon the pages of history where only Love wins in the end,
Breathed out in insight-guided whispers of inner-speak...

Simple things in the world of a child of Muses.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 01/25/2005

Words are the mind's bridge - it's connection to all the universe.
Love is the heart's bridge - it's connection to all other souls.
Loving words can work miracles.

Saturday, January 22, 2005

It Was A Fish Floater...


© 01/22/2005 by Daniel A. Stafford

Friday, January 14, 2005

Stars and Stones...

Is it something tribal or just a hint of survival,
A place in the heart so dark and lonely only God could fathom,
That black hole of a missing soul gone too far from heaven,
Just a dream I see when a certain stone tells me to believe,
Wrapped up in silk and flying in the future,
Dancing like a dervish under my silly skin,
A dream of Neptune for children of Uranus, Saturn rising,
Garnets and amethyst in the night,
Polished and shining and forever recorded,
We were poetry whose page burned,
An ancient ritual of the Spring's return,
Whispered in a far too brief dream,
Like the fallen leaf turning scarlet,
Too bright and pretty for forever to bear,
Still, we once were there.

It was written in the stars...

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 01/14/2005
Celebratory Lights...

In the January darkness cold breath is rising away,
God's house is full of candles tonight,
I'll never stop looking up at them,
Stars up on high crisp and clear,
These celebratory lights,
A season of rest,
Sleeping frost,
Silent.


AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 01/14/2005

Thursday, January 13, 2005

A Majority of Angels...

Wings aren't all they've been cracked up to be,
Some darlings caught between moments whisper softly,
Dear prayers rise up like smoke in the night.

How many hearts really just want everyone and everything to be alright?

The majority of Angels stand between human heartbeats,
Just one second away, just all around you,
Looking out through the carefully-labeled toughness mask.

It's something you have to count with insight.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 01/13/2005
The Quiet "Why?"

Don't whisper that, or even hint.
It's no place to shine the sun.

I'm half-believing, half fearing.
Unable to admit to myself that, that...

My world isn't that way, it just isn't.
Everything will be just fine, in time.

Don't whisper that, or even hint.
It's no place to shine the sun.

I'm half-believing, half fearing.
Unable to admit to myself that, that...

I refuse to see the reflection off of tin foil hats.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 01/13/2005

Monday, January 10, 2005

Opalescent Aquamarine...

A soft color reminiscent of sea foam,
Gilt with gold-flecked froth and warm as summer rain,
Just as cool as perfection while I float in it's effervescent hue.

Vision of smooth pastel translucence...

I would wear it in a jewel or paint it delicately upon my walls,
Here within my heart I swim in it's incredible peaceful beauty,
I feel the Earth's embrace upon seeing that color.

Warm sands of time washed within it...

Like returning to a tidal pool in a primordial time,
This color is the next to embrace the subconscious of the world,
A gentle persistent splash of healing and clear knowledge.

The ultimate color of teeming life...

The color of unconditional love,
Unending yet always quenched thirst to know,
It is my gently rolling spiritual sea.



AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 01/09/2005

Words are the mind's bridge - it's connection to all the universe.
Love is the heart's bridge - it's connection to all other souls.
Loving words can work miracles.

Saturday, January 08, 2005

Words Of Water...

It was a black wall moving fast,
Surging upon the beach at 500 miles per hour,
Sweeping like the broom of God,
Amidst all the wailing and cacophonous roar,
Driving it's own wind of change.

I could write a thousand words on each of one hundred fifty thousand deaths.

Instead I write these few words on another current,
That after the blackness swirled back out to sea,
Hundreds and then thousands and then millions gave,
Some going and some sharing,
Incredible need reaches incredible numbers of hearts.

There is a wall in another sea greater than a tsunami.

From deep in the Ocean of Hearts a great wave arises,
Lapping the shores of grief over and over,
Common people and un-common people alike,
Hands and hearts extended amidst a sea of tears,
Is a groundswell of sympathy and kindness and compassion.

Words of water indeed...

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 01/08/2005
Oklahoman Minister Speaks Out:

Dr. Robin Meyers, Oklahoma University Peace Rally, November 14, 2004:

"As some of you know, I am minister of Mayflower Congregational Church in Oklahoma City, an Open and Affirming, Peace and Justice church in northwest Oklahoma City, and professor of Rhetoric at Oklahoma City University. But you would most likely have encountered me on the pages of the Oklahoma Gazette, where I have been a columnist for six years, and hold the record for the most number of angry letters to the editor.

Tonight, I join ranks of those who are angry, because I have watched as the faith I love has been taken over by fundamentalists who claim to speak for Jesus, but whose actions are anything but Christian. We've heard a lot lately about so-called "moral values" as having swung the election to President Bush. Well, I'm a great believer in moral values, but we need to have a discussion, all over this country, about exactly what constitutes a moral value. I mean what are we talking about?

Because we don't get to make them up as we go along, especially not if we are people of faith. We have an inherited tradition of what is right and wrong, and moral is as moral does. Let me give you just a few of the reasons why I take issue with those in power who claim moral values are on their side:

When you start a war on false pretenses, and then act as if your deceptions are justified because you are doing God's will, and that your critics are either unpatriotic or lacking in faith, there are some of us who have given our lives to teaching and preaching the faith who believe that this is not only not moral, but immoral.

When you live in a country that has established international rules for waging a just war, build the United Nations on your own soil to enforce them, and then arrogantly break the very rules you set down for the rest of the world, you are doing something immoral.

When you claim that Jesus is the Lord of your life, and yet fail to acknowledge that your policies ignore his essential teaching, or turn them on their head (you know, Sermon on the Mount stuff like that we must never return violence for violence and that those who live by the sword will die by the sword), you are doing something immoral.

When you act as if the lives of Iraqi civilians are not as important as the lives of American soldiers, and refuse to even count them, you are doing something immoral.

When you find a way to avoid combat in Vietnam, and then question the patriotism of someone who volunteered to fight, and came home a hero, you are doing something immoral.

When you ignore the fundamental teachings of the gospel, which says that the way the strong treat the weak is the ultimate ethical test, by giving tax breaks to the wealthiest among us so the strong will get stronger and the weak will get weaker, you are doing something immoral.

When you wink at the torture of prisoners, and deprive so-called "enemy combatants" of the rules of the Geneva Convention, which your own country helped to establish and insists that other countries follow, you are doing something immoral.

When you claim that the world can be divided up into the good guys and the evil doers, slice up your own nation into those who are with you, (or with the terrorists?), and then launch a war which enriches your own friends and seizes control of the oil to which we are addicted, instead of helping us to kick the habit, you are doing something immoral.

When you fail to veto a single spending bill, but ask us to pay for a war with no exit strategy and no end in sight, creating an enormous deficit that hangs like a great millstone around the necks of our children, you are doing something immoral.

When you cause most of the rest of the world to hate a country that was once the most loved country in the world, and act like it doesn't matter what others think of us, only what God thinks of you, you have done something immoral.

When you use hatred of homosexuals as a wedge issue to turn out record numbers of evangelical voters, and use the Constitution as a tool of discrimination, you are doing something immoral.

When you favor the death penalty, and yet claim to be a follower of Jesus, who said an eye for an eye was the old way, not the way of the kingdom, you are doing something immoral.

When you dismantle countless environmental laws designed to protect the earth which is God's gift to us all, so that the corporations that bought you and paid for your favors will make higher profits while our children breathe dirty air and live in a toxic world, you have done something immoral. The earth belongs to the Lord, not Halliburton.

When you claim that our God is bigger than their God, and that our killing is righteous, while theirs is evil, we have begun to resemble the enemy we claim to be fighting, and that is immoral. We have met the enemy, and the enemy is us.

When you tell people that you intend to run and govern as a "compassionate conservative", using the word which is the essence of all religious faith-compassion, and then show no compassion for anyone who disagrees with you, and no patience with those who cry to you for help, you are doing something immoral.

When you talk about Jesus constantly, who was a healer of the sick, but do nothing to make sure that anyone who is sick can go to see a doctor, even if she doesn't have a penny in her pocket, you are doing something immoral.

When you put judges on the bench who are racist, and will set women back a hundred years, and when you surround yourself with preachers who say gays ought to be killed, you are doing something immoral.

I'm tired of people thinking that because I'm a Christian, I must be a supporter of President Bush, or that because I favor civil rights and gay rights I must not be a person of faith. I'm tired of people saying that I can't support the troops but oppose the war.

I heard that when I was your age, when the Vietnam War was raging. We knew that that war was wrong, and you know that this war is wrong, the only question is how many people are going to die before these make-believe Christians are removed from power?

This country is bankrupt. The war is morally bankrupt. The claim of this administration to be Christian is bankrupt. The only people who can turn things around are people like you, young people who are just beginning to wake up to what is happening to them. It's your country to take back. It's your faith to take back. It's your future to take back.

Don't be afraid to speak out. Don't back down when your friends begin to tell you that the cause is righteous and that the flag should be wrapped around the cross, while the rest of us keep our mouths shut. Real Christians take chances for peace. So do real Jews, and real Muslims, and real Hindus, and real Buddhists, so do all the faith traditions of the world at their heart believe one thing: life is precious. Every human being is precious.

Arrogance is the opposite of faith. Greed is the opposite of charity. And believing that one has never made a mistake is the mark of a deluded man, not a man of faith. "War is the greatest failure of the human race" and thus the greatest failure of faith.

There's an old rock and roll song, whose lyrics say it all: War, what is it good for? Absolutely nothing. And what is the dream of the prophets? That we should study war no more, that we should beat our swords into plowshares and our spears into pruning hooks. Who would Jesus bomb, indeed? How many wars does it take to know that too many people have died? What if they gave a war and nobody came? Maybe one day we will find out.

Time to march again my friends. Time to commit acts of civil disobedience. Time to sing, and to pray, and refuse to participate in the madness. My generation finally stopped a tragic war. You can, too!"

Thursday, January 06, 2005

Call Status as of 02:00 CST 01/06/2005 - Senators:

Akaka, Daniel - D-HI: Mailbox Full
Corzine, Jon - D-NJ: Mailbox Full
Byrd, robert - D-WV: Mailbox Full
Feingold, Russel - D-WI: Mailbox Full
Feinstein, Dianne - D-CA: No voice mail
Baucus, Max - D-MT: Left Message
Cantwell, Maria - D-WA: Mailbox Full
Carper, Thomas - D-DE: Left message
Dayton, Mark - D-MN: Mailbox Full
Chafee, Lincoln - R-RI: Mailbox Full
Graham, Bob - D-FL: Ring-no-answer
Biden, Joseph - D-DE: Mailbox Full
Dodd, Christopher - D-CT: Mailbox Full
Bingaman, Jeff - D-NM: Mailbox Full
Clinton, Hillary - D-NY: Mailbox Full
Boxer, Barbara - D-CA: Multiple busy signals
Dorgan, Byron - D-ND: Left message
Breaux, John - D-LA: No voice mail
Durbin, Richard - D-IL: No voice mail
Harkin, Tom - D-IA: Mailbox Full
Conrad, Kent - D-ND: Left Message
Leahy, Patrick - D-VT: Mailbox Full
Nelson, Bill - D-FL: Mailbox Full
Levin, Carl - D-MI: Mailbox Full
Nelson, Ben - D-NE: Left message
Lieberman, Joseph - D-CT: Mailbox Full
Snowe, Olympia - R-ME: Left message
Inouye, Daniel - D-HI: Left message
Lincoln, Blanche - D-AR: Left message
Pryor, Mark - D-AR: Left message
Reed, Jack - D-RI: Left message
Stabenow, Debbie - D-MI: Mailbox Full
Johnson, Tim - D-SD: Left message
Reid, Harry - D-NV: Left message
Kennedy, Edward - D-MA: No voice mail
Rockefeller, John - D-WV: Left message
Kohl, Herb - D-WI: Mailbox Full
Mikulski, Barbara - D-MD: Mailbox Full
Sarbanes, Paul - D-MD: Ring-no-answer
Landrieu, Mary - D-LA: Mailbox Full
Schumer, Charles - D-NY: Ring-no-answer
Lautenberg, Frank - D-NJ: Mailbox Full
Murray, Patty - D-WA: Mailbox Full
Wyden, Ron - D-OR: Mailbox Full

Wednesday, January 05, 2005

A Single Voice...

Will there be a sound,
The peal of thunder is just upon the verge,
Lightning flashing all about,
The cracked bell tolling wildly in the gale,
Ghosts swarm the harbor and ride a swift steed,
All about the East headstones twitch and Earth rumbles,
Spinning, spinning so that smoke rises,
Amidst the falling snow,
Shall we hear a single voice?

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 01/05/2005
Calling all Senators to Investigate Voting Fraud in the 2004 Election:

· Voting irregularities have been reported across the country
· Allegations of Voter Intimidation have been filed against members
of both major parties: This is a non-partisan issue
· Ensure that every vote is accounted for and counted
· In a democracy, one flawed election is one too many

For more information visit www.illinoisprogressives.org or contact
info@illinoisprogressives.org or call 309-838-0880

Tomorrow is the day. Congress will meet to either certify the electoral vote or will be forced to debate allegations of vote fraud in the past election. January 6th, 2005, will be a pivotal moment in American history. The sanctity of our vote and the voice of the American People in our political process is gravely at risk. Please add your voice to the request for a full investigation into voting fraud in the 2004 election. It takes one member of the House and one Senator to force a debate and investigation. At least fourteen members of the House will stand. Will ONE Senator stand? Now is the critical time to tell them all to. Please call as many as you can.

Akaka, Daniel - (D - HI)
(202) 224-6361
Bunning, Jim - (R - KY)
(202) 224-4343
Cornyn, John - (R - TX)
(202) 224-2934
Ensign, John - (R - NV)
(202) 224-6244
Alexander, Lamar - (R - TN)
(202) 224-4944
Burns, Conrad - (R - MT)
(202) 224-2644
Corzine, Jon - (D - NJ)
(202) 224-4744
Enzi, Michael - (R - WY)
(202) 224-3424
Allard, Wayne - (R – CO)
(202) 224-5941
Byrd, Robert - (D - WV)
(202) 224-3954
Craig, Larry - (R - ID)
(202) 224-2752
Feingold, Russell - (D - WI)
(202) 224-5323
Allen, George - (R - VA)
(202) 224-4024
Campbell, Ben - (R - CO)
(202) 224-5852
Crapo, Michael - (R - ID)
(202) 224-6142
Feinstein, Dianne -(D - CA)
(202) 224-3841
Baucus, Max - (D - MT)
(202) 224-2651
Cantwell, Maria - (D - WA)
(202) 224-3441
Daschle, Thomas - (D - SD)
(202) 224-2321
Fitzgerald, Peter - (R - IL)
(202) 224-2854
Bayh, Evan - (D - IN)
(202) 224-5623
Carper, Thomas - (D - DE)
(202) 224-2441
Dayton, Mark - (D - MN)
(202) 224-3244
Frist, Bill - (R - TN)
(202) 224-3344
Bennett, Robert - (R - UT)
(202) 224-5444
Chafee, Lincoln - (R - RI)
(202) 224-2921
DeWine, Mike - (R - OH)
(202) 224-2315
Graham, Bob - (D - FL)
(202) 224-3041
Biden, Joseph - (D – DE)
(202) 224-5042
Chambliss, Saxby - (R - GA)
(202) 224-3521
Dodd, Christopher - (D - CT)
(202) 224-2823
Graham, Lindsey - (R -SC)
(202) 224-5972
Bingaman, Jeff - (D - NM)
(202) 224-5521
Clinton, Hillary - (D - NY)
(202) 224-4451
Dole, Elizabeth - (R - NC)
(202) 224-6342
Grassley, Chuck - (R - IA)
(202) 224-3744
Bond, Christopher -(R -MO)
(202) 224-5721
Cochran, Thad - (R - MS)
(202) 224-5054
Domenici, Pete - (R - NM)
(202) 224-6621
Gregg, Judd - (R - NH)
(202) 224-3324
Boxer, Barbara - (D - CA)
(202) 224-3553
Coleman, Norm - (R - MN)
(202) 224-5641
Dorgan, Byron - (D - ND)
(202) 224-2551
Hagel, Chuck - (R - NE)
(202) 224-4224
Breaux, John - (D - LA)
(202) 224-4623
Collins, Susan - (R - ME)
(202) 224-2523
Durbin, Richard - (D - IL)
(202) 224-2152
Harkin, Tom - (D - IA)
(202) 224-3254
Brownback, Sam - (R - KS)
(202) 224-6521
Conrad, Kent - (D - ND)
(202) 224-2043
Edwards, John - (D - NC)
(202) 224-3154
Hatch, Orrin - (R - UT)
(202) 224-5251

Hollings, Ernest - (D - SC)
(202) 224-6121
Leahy, Patrick - (D - VT)
(202) 224-4242
Nelson, Bill - (D - FL)
(202) 224-5274
Shelby, Richard - (R - AL)
(202) 224-5744
Hutchison, Kay - (R - TX)
(202) 224-5922
Levin, Carl - (D - MI)
(202) 224-6221
Nelson, Ben - (D - NE)
(202) 224-6551
Smith, Gordon - (R - OR)
(202) 224-3753
Inhofe, James - (R - OK)
(202) 224-4721
Lieberman, Joseph - (D - CT)
(202) 224-4041
Nickles, Don - (R - OK)
(202) 224-5754
Snowe, Olympia - (R - ME)
(202) 224-5344
Inouye, Daniel - (D - HI)
(202) 224-3934
Lincoln, Blanche - (D - AR)
(202) 224-4843
Pryor, Mark - (D - AR)
(202) 224-2353
Specter, Arlen - (R - PA)
(202) 224-4254
Jeffords, James - (I - VT)
(202) 224-5141
Lott, Trent - (R - MS)
(202) 224-6253
Reed, Jack - (D - RI)
(202) 224-4642
Stabenow, Debbie-(D - MI)
(202) 224-4822
Johnson, Tim - (D - SD)
(202) 224-5842
Lugar, Richard - (R - IN)
(202) 224-4814
Reid, Harry - (D - NV)
(202) 224-3542
Stevens, Ted - (R - AK)
(202) 224-3004
Kennedy, Edward - (D - MA)
(202) 224-4543
McCain, John - (R - AZ)
(202) 224-2235
Roberts, Pat - (R - KS)
(202) 224-4774
Sununu, John - (R - NH)
(202) 224-2841
Kerry, John - (D - MA)
(202) 224-2742
McConnell, Mitch - (R - KY)
(202) 224-2541
Rockefeller, John -(D- WV)
(202) 224-6472
Talent, James - (R - MO)
(202) 224-6154
Kohl, Herb - (D - WI)
(202) 224-5653
Mikulski, Barbara - (D -MD)
(202) 224-4654
Santorum, Rick - (R - PA)
(202) 224-6324
Thomas, Craig - (R - WY)
(202) 224-6441
Kyl, Jon - (R - AZ)
(202) 224-4521
Miller, Zell - (D - GA)
(202) 224-3643
Sarbanes, Paul - (D - MD)
(202) 224-4524
Voinovich, George-(R-OH)
(202) 224-3353
Landrieu, Mary - (D - LA)
(202) 224-5824
Murkowski, Lisa - (R - AK)
(202) 224-6665
Schumer, Charles - (D-NY)
(202) 224-6542
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Tuesday, December 14, 2004

In a nation where our vote doesn't count, where all that matters is who can control the voting equipment and how people are allowed to "vote", the environment will only receive lip service.

I have been forced by unanswered questions to devote my time to this issue. We must have a voting process that allows all American citizens the right to to vote, and accurately counts and reports that vote. Nothing less is acceptable.

It is my firm belief that if the true voice of the people is heard, environmental issues will get far more of the attention they deserve.

In the interest of hearing the true voice of this nations' people, with their vast impact on environmental issues globally, I ask that those who are concerned about environmental quality and energy policy and all such issues educate themselves on the voting process and the current situation with the US vote. This issue has tremendous ramifications for environmental issues for many decades to come.

Please objectively investigate all sides to this and do what you truly believe is right in the light of that knowledge.

Sincerely,

Dan Stafford.

Friday, December 31, 2004

Thrivin' 2005!

The air is charged with expectation,
Wonder at what might be,
Liquid silver future,
Shimmering...about to take shape.

What vision lands,
It's all in what we see,
Before the clock strikes twelve we reminisce,
Remember all the vanished ones.

As the fateful tick tocks,
The lights go brightly high into the new night,
Cheers and wide open possibility,
Infinite maybe vastly before us.

Let us walk across the threshold of time,
Carrying only visions of joy in our hearts,
As we become what is still to be...

What we choose we will see.

AquarianM

© 12/31/2004 By Daniel A. Stafford
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2005!!!!!
From: Christina Kraich-Rogers
Date: Thu Dec 30, 2004 8:33 pm
Subject: joint call for healing and peace


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INDIGENOUS ELDERS' CALL:

This is a call for Global Four Directions Prayer for
Peace, a 24 hour effort to end the war and global violence. We are asking all the leaders and peacemakers to join us in this effort.

The start date will be 12 noon, December 31, starting in the Eastern time zones, and continuing through January 1.

On September 11, 2001, as a result of the tragedy, we were all one people and it is time for us to come back together with one heart, one mind, one prayer, one intention to create a more peaceful world for the generations to come and all our relations.

This activation comes as a request from some of the Four Directions Elders and Medicine People as communicated to Grace Smith Yellow Hammer.

We are requesting spiritual leaders all over the globe to call their people together in their sacred spaces so that all people, all colors, all directions are included in this effort.

With all the devastation of war and escalation of terror and environmental harm on the planet, it is obvious why we need to come together at this time.

For those of you who will understand this, there was recently a quarter moon in the morning with two stars within the crescent. This along with the recent Venus alignment, is a potent call for an activation because it signifies both danger and opportunity.

We hope you will be inspired to join us in this call. We are simply asking all people of all races, all faiths, all traditions to pray for peace and healing in whatever way is appropriate during this time and to remember that as we link with one heart, one mind, one intention we can heal the
world one step at a time.

May peace prevail on Earth,

Sincerely,

Grace Smith Yellow Hammer , Dineh [Navajo]
yhammer@cybertrails.com

Grandfather William Commanda, Annishinabe [Ojibway]
Keeper of the Seven Fires Prophecies Belt
www.circleofallnations.com

Grandfather Martin Gasheseoma
Traditional Hopi Elder

Chief Arvol Looking horse {Lakota]
www.wolakota.org

Venerable Bardor Tulku Rinpoche [Tibetan Buddhist]
Karma Triyana Dharmachakra
www.kagyu.org

Roberto Borrero, United Confederation of Taino People
mayohuacan@yahoo.com

Grandmother Sara Smith
Six Nations of the Grand River, Mohawk Nation, Turtle Clan
Six Nations of the Grand River Territory, Ontario Canada
nyaweh@sympatico.ca

Grandfather Henry Niese
Eagle Voice Center , North Carolina

Chief Tom Dostou, Waban-aki ( Eastern- Land)Aylnu, Bear
Clan, Midewin
tmpdostou@yahoo.com

Reverend Dr Dave Randle, Executive Director, The Whale
Center
whale@globalhealing.net

World Peace Prayer Society
www.worldpeace.org

Erma Pounds
Director, Arizona Karma Thegsum Choling (KTC) [Buddhist]

Reverend Charles Gibbs
United Religions Initiative
www.uri.org

Reverend Ilfra Halley
Center for the Living Earth
ilfra@wamc.org

Reverend Betsy Stang, Executive Director
The Wittenberg Center for Alternative Resources Inc
www.wittenbergcenter.com
bebird@aol.com

Elizabeth Stinson, Director Peace & Justice Center of Sonoma
County
Santa Rosa, California
http://www.peaceandjusticesonomaco.org/

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Clarke survives devastation

AP

COLOMBO, Sri Lanka -- Sri Lanka's best-known resident, science-fiction writer and visionary Arthur C. Clarke, said yesterday he and his family were safe, but regretted the lack of a warning system in his adopted home of Sri Lanka. Sunday's massive earthquake and tsunami killed at least 22,799 people in the South Asian nation and injured another 8,815, according to official tolls. Some 4,059 remained missing and nearly one million people were homeless.

"I am enormously relieved that my family and household have escaped the ravages of the sea that suddenly invaded most parts of coastal Sri Lanka, leaving a trail of destruction," said Clarke, the author of 2001: A. Space Odyssey.

Originally from Somerset, England, Clarke came to Sri Lanka, a small island country of 19 million people off India's southern tip, for underwater diving in 1954. Two years later he made the tropical island his home.

"There is much to be done in both short and long terms for Sri Lanka to raise its head from this blow from the seas," said Clarke in an e-mail to friends seen by The Associated Press.

"Among other things, the country needs to improve its technical and communications facilities so that effective early warnings can help minimize losses in future disasters."

Clarke, 87, said that in his first book on Sri Lanka, The Reefs of Taprobane written in 1957, there was a reference to a "tidal wave reaching the Galle harbour," although it was not part of the plot. Galle, in southern Sri Lanka, is the country's second-largest town. It was badly hit by Sunday's disaster.

Clarke predicted space travel before rockets were even tested and foretold computers wreaking havoc with modern life when modems and PCs were not household words.

His 2001: A. Space Odyssey, loved by dreamers and scientists since it appeared as a novel and a movie in 1968, was just one of scores of fiction and non-fiction works produced in a career that began in 1959. In 1997, he produced another bestseller with the sequel to 2001 - 3001: The Final Odyssey.

Clarke said Sunday's tsunami damaged a diving school he runs and his two beach bungalows, but he reported no personal human loss.

"Many others were not so fortunate," he said.

http://www.canoe.ca/NewsStand/EdmontonSun/Entertainment/2004/12/31/802764-sun.html

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A Soft White Miracle...

A simple write of slight import some might say,
Just a little tiny miracle upon Christmas Day,
Beautiful lights everywhere, everywhere,
Wonderful dinner and festive decorations,
Songs sweet and of good cheer,
Wishes for all the world to be able to share,
This is the Common Man's dream everywhere,
That we all might stand in peace and harmony and caring.

Outside it was the hush of a dark night upon Christmas Eve,
Stars twinkling bright and pretty in a clear sky,
Chill to near zero and breath rising in the only cloud to sky,
Grass bare all across the land,
The Weatherman said Santa would need wheels this year,
Nor a speck of white expected.

Three days of soft-spoken prayer,
Three days of asking God for just enough,
Three days of asking that it not take from another's due.

Who would answer this Christmas wish,
Weatherman or God?

There was a quarter inch by Christmas morning,
Grass peeking from under the blanket,
Soft flakes falling all day and all Christmas night,
Outside the decorated windows and covering the flat iced pond,
White upon the pine trees and bare oaks,
Millions of tiny flakes like Christmas lights under street lamps.

God spoke softly in 2004 my friends,
We should all just listen.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 12/28/2004

Author's Comments:
Every word of this is true. There was to be no snow. I prayed for three days. There was snow.

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Whispers of Grace...

I see my universe as filled with joy,
I have faith and vision my needs are met,
All I desire in peace and harmony,
I am given faith and riches as is the Divine plan,
According to the law of spirit,
I see truth before me,
I am the wind,
Free,
Whole,
At peace,
In health,
In joy,
In wisdom,
Loving,
Kind,
Lucky,
Caring,
Intelligent,
Sovereign,
Blessed,
Guided by Divinity,
Intuitively receptive,
Filled with faith,
I stand upon the grace of God,
Claiming the life that is mine by Divine right,
My foundation of harmony and peace is unbreakable,
This is the tree and the root of my life,
That I may fulfill my part in the Divine plan.

© 12/04/2004 by Daniel A. Stafford

Thursday, December 02, 2004

The Game Of Life And How To Play It - Excerpts from "The Wisdom of Florence Scovel Shinn"

(This is NOT a commercial of any kind. It is about a different approach to life. Look past the religious references to the concepts. I know many of you have watched "What The Bleep Do We Know" - this is a path to concrete use of those principles in daily life.)

M
ost people consider life a battle, but it is not a battle, it is a game.

It is a game, however, which cannot be played successfully without the knowledge of spiritual law, and the Old and the New Testaments give the rules of the game with wonderful clearness. Jesus Christ taught that it was a great game of Giving and Receiving.

"Whatsoever a man soweth that shall he also reap." This means that whatever man sends out in word or deed, will return to him; what he gives, he will receive.

If he gives hate, he will receive hate; if he gives love, he will receive love; if he gives criticism, he will receive criticism; if he lies he will be lied to; if he cheats he will be cheated. We are taught also, that the imaging faculty plays a leading part in the game of life.

"Keep thy heart (or imagination) with all diligence, for out of it are the issues of life." (Prov. 4:23.)

This means that what man images, sooner or later externalizes in his affairs, I know of a man who feared a certain disease. It was a very rare disease and difficult to get, but he pictured it continually and read about it until it manifested in his body, and he died, the victim of distorted imagination.

So we see, to play successfully the game of life, we must train the imaging faculty. A person with an imaging faculty trained to image only good, brings into his life "every righteous desire of his heart" - health, wealth, love, friends, perfect self-expression, his highest ideals.

The imagination has been called, "The Scissors of The Mind," and it is ever cutting, cutting, day by day, the pictures man sees there, and sooner or later he meets his own creations in his outer world. To train the imagination successfully, man must understand the workings of his mind. The Greeks said: "Know Thyself."

There are three departments of the mind, the subconscious, conscious and superconscious. The subconscious, is simply power, without direction. It is like steam or electricity, and it does what it is directed to do; it has no power of induction.

Whatever man feels deeply or images clearly, is impressed upon the subconscious mind, and carried out in minutest detail.

For example: a woman I know, when a child, always "made believe" she was a widow. She "dressed up" in black clothes and wore a long black veil, and people thought she was very clever and amusing. She grew up and married a man with whom she was deeply in love. In a short time he died and she wore black and a sweeping veil for many years. The picture of herself as a widow was impressed upon the subconscious mind, and in due time worked itself out, regardless of the havoc created.

The conscious mind has been called mortal or carnal mind.

It is the human mind and sees life as it appears to be. It sees death, disaster, sickness, poverty and limitation of every kind, and it impresses the subconscious.

The superconscious mind is the God Mind within each man, and is the realm of perfect ideas.

In it, is the "perfect pattern" spoken of by Plato, The Divine Design; for there is a Divine Design for each person.

"There is a place that you are to fill and no one else can fill, something you are to do, which no one else can do."

There is a perfect picture of this in the superconscious mind. It usually flashes across the conscious as an unattainable ideal - "something too good to be true."

In reality it is man's true destiny (or destination) flashed to him from the Infinite Intelligence which is within himself.

Many people, however, are in ignorance of their true destinies and are striving for things and situations which do not belong to them, and would only bring failure and dissatisfaction if attained.

For example: A woman came to me and asked me to "speak the word" that she would marry a certain man with whom she was very much in love. (She called him A. B.)

I replied that this would be a violation of spiritual law, but that I would speak the word for the right man, the "divine selection," the man who belonged to her by divine right.

I added, "If A. B. is the right man you can't lose him, and if he isn't, you will receive his equivalent." She saw A. B. frequently but no headway was made in their friendship. One evening she called, and said, "Do you know, for the last week, A. B. hasn't seemed so wonderful to me." I replied, "Maybe he is not the divine selection - another man my be the right one." Soon after that, she met another man who fell in love with her at once, and who said she was his ideal. In fact, he said all the things that she had always wished A. B. would say to her.

She remarked, "It was quite uncanny."

She soon returned his love, and lost all interest in A. B.

This shows the law of substitution. A right idea was substituted for a wrong one, therefore there was no loss or sacrifice involved.

Jesus Christ said, "Seek ye first the kingdom of God and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you," and he said the Kingdom was within man.

The Kingdom is the realm of right ideas, or the divine pattern.

Jesus Christ taught that man's words played a leading part in the game of life. "By your words ye are justified and by your words ye are condemned."

Many people have brought disaster into their lives through idle words.

For example: A woman once asked me why her life was now one of poverty of limitation. Formerly she had a home, was surrounded by beautiful things and had often tired of the management of her home, and had said repeatedly, "I'm sick and tired of things - I wish I lived in a trunk," and she added: "Today I am living in that trunk." She had spoken herself into a trunk. The subconscious mind has no sense of humor and people often joke themselves into unhappy experiences.

For example: A woman who had a great deal of money, joked continually about "getting ready for the poorhouse."

In a few years she was almost destitute, having impressed the subconscious mind with a picture of lack and limitation.

Fortunately the law works both ways, and a situation of lack may be changed to one of plenty.

For example: A woman came to me one hot summer's day for a "treatment" for prosperity. She was worn out, dejected and discouraged. She said she possessed just eight dollars in the world. I said, "Good, we'll bless the eight dollars and multiply them as Jesus Christ multiplied the loaves and fishes," for He taught that every man had the power to bless and to multiply, to heal and to prosper.

She said, "What shall I do next?"

I replied, "Follow intuition. Have you a 'hunch' to do anything, or to go anywhere?" Intuition means, intuition, or to be taught from within. It is man's unerring guide, and I will deal more fully with its laws in a following chapter.

The woman replied: "I don't know - I seem to have a 'hunch' to go home; I've just enough money for carfare." Her home was in a distant city and was one of lack and limitation, and the reasoning mind (or intellect) would have said: "Stay in New York and get work and make some money." I replied, "Then go home - never violate a hunch." I spoke the following words for her: Infinite Spirit open the way for great abundance for --. She is an irresistible magnet for all that belongs to her by divine right." I told her to repeat it continually also. She left for home immediately. In calling on a woman one day, she linked up with an old friend of her family.

Through this friend, she received thousands of dollars in a most miraculous way. She has said to me often, "Tell people about the woman who came to you with eight dollars and a hunch."

There is always plenty on man's pathway; but it can only be brought into manifestation through desire, faith or the spoken word. Jesus Christ brought out clearly that man must make the first move.

"Ask, and it shall be given you, seek, and ye shall find, knock, and it shall be opened unto you. (Mat. 7:7).

In the scriptures we read:

"Concerning the works of my hands, command ye me."

Infinite Intelligence, God, is ever ready to carry out man's smallest or greatest demands.

Every desire, uttered or unexpressed, is a demand. We are often startled by having a wish suddenly fulfilled.

For example: One Easter, having seen many beautiful rose-trees in the florists' windows, I wished I would receive one, and for an instant saw it mentally being carried in the door.

Easter came, and with it a beautiful rose-tree. I thanked my friend the following day, and told her it was just what I had wanted.

She replied, "I didn't send you a rose-tree, I sent you lilies!"

"The man had mixed the order, and sent me a rose-tree simply because I had started the law in action, and I had to have a rose-tree.

Nothing stands between man and his highest ideals and every desire of his heart, but doubt and fear. When man can "wish without worrying," every desire will be instantly fulfilled.

I will explain more fully in a following chapter the scientific reason for this and fear must be erased from the consciousness. It is man's only enemy - fear of lack, fear of failure, fear of sickness, fear of loss and a feeling of insecurity on some plane. Jesus Christ said: "Why are ye fearful, oh ye of little faith?" (Mat. 8:26) So we can see we must substitute faith for fear, for fear is only inverted faith; it is faith in evil instead of good.

The object of the game of life is to see clearly one's good and to obliterate all mental pictures of evil. This must be done by impressing the subconscious mind with a realization of good. A very brilliant man, who has attained great success, told me he had suddenly erased all fear from his consciousness by reading a sign which hung in a room. He saw printed, in large letters this statement - Why worry, it will probably never happen." These words were stamped indelibly upon his subconscious mind, and he has now a firm conviction that only good can come into his life, therefore only good can manifest.

In the following chapter I will deal with the different methods of impressing the subconscious mind. It is man's faithful servant but one must be careful to give it the right orders. Man has ever a silent listener at his side - his subconscious mind.

Every thought, every word is impressed upon it and carried out in amazing detail. It is like a singer making a record on the sensitive disc of the phonographic plate. Every note and tone of the singer's voice is registered. If he coughs or hesitates, it is registered also. So let us break all the old bad records in the subconscious mind, the records of our lives which we do not wish to keep, and make new and beautiful ones.

Speak these words aloud, with power and conviction: "I now smash and demolish (by my spoken word) every untrue record in my subconscious mind. They shall return to the dust-heap of their native nothingness, for they came from my own vain imaginings. I now make my perfect records through the Christ within - The records of Health, Wealth, Love and perfect self-Expression." This is the square of life, The Game completed.

In the following chapters, I will show how man can change his conditions by changing his words. Any man who does not know the power of the word, is behind the times.

"Death and Life are in the power of the tongue." (Prov. 18:21.)

To find out more: http://www.concentric.net/~conure/shinn.shtml

(This is NOT a commercial of any kind. It is about a different approach to life.)



We need to bring an entirely different energy to our efforts. I can't say "new" because the energy I speak of is timeless.
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I cast this burden of political corruption upon the divine,
and go free to live in prosperity, peace, harmony, grace and
choice which are mine by divine right. I speak these words
for all who ask it of me by their own free will.

Friday, November 26, 2004

A Driving Need For Christmas...


Looking out the window at the melting fade of Wonderland,
The grass coming through the failing purity of the snow,
Fallen on Thanksgiving Eve it was to the heart more like Christmas.

Covered in white and crystal like a delicate soft dream.

In the restaurant yesterday Thanksgiving dinner was rushed,
Pushed and prodded by staff trying to turn over tables,
In a manner which no subtleties reside commercialism gone rampant.

Still I gave thanks in the face of barely restrained greed.

I find my day after thoughts turning to decorating,
Pondering a pile of bills and a pile of cash waiting a turn to grow,
One definitely being higher than the other at the moment.

Can I find reasons white as snow for canceling holiday dinners or do I see tufts of green?


I hear whispers of war and dead upon the land of civilizations' birth,
Angry voices raised everywhere from here to there,
Praying for success at harm to others in the mistaken belief that violence isn't a circular notion.

Shall we pray for death and destruction from a God of love?

What is driving this unspoken need for Christmas everywhere around me,
Is it the result of what's without us or the flames hidden within,
That need some show of love in stores and snow and lights?

Perhaps we should seek those lights in the candles of a church...

..That remembers Christ's birth was meant as an act of love.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 11/26/2004