To Dads All Over - Deep Appreciation

Some may not see it this way, though I was blessed with two fathers in this life. One who planted the seed (and I met serendipitously without knowing until decades later after his passing) and the other who adopted me; guided and nurtured me to the best of his ability throughout my life (who passed on Dec 24, 2013), even when it was tough for him to understand my nature and depth of understanding. I was devastated beyond words at his passing from complication with Parkinson's.

One discussion we had a couple of years before my adoptive father's passing felt like a lifetime of longing and yet resolved the angst of communication conundrums we'd had for decades. He was a afraid that I'd open my mouth in the wrong place and I'd get put away, institutionalized, for my fringe-thinking and theories. There was a part of my life that no one could grok, or even tried.

I told him I'd been in Phoenix for three decades and was still free, so he needn't fear any longer. Oddly enough he was a 32nd Degree Mason, yet we could never connect on the spiritual conversations I tried to have because he was afraid of giving me permission, perhaps even of giving himself permission. Of all the years and love we shared, that was my only regret. Don't let it be yours.

Unfortunately, circumstances and fallacious narratives caused a distance with my own children that I still hope someday will be resolved, though now in their 30s and 40s, it's unlikely. I'm sure other fathers can relate to the despair. I have great empathy for fathers who's relationships with their children were unceremoniously destroyed by aberrant behavior and surreptitious acts, regardless of their reasons. We can still love unconditionally from a distance.

Care and compassion always serves the well-being of others, yet so many fear and refuse accountability for their actions, their lies and venomous acts, that destroy relationships they had no business doing, except for their own petty ego under the guise of being a victim, usually with some excuse of being abused or neglected as a child and never becoming an adult.

Don't you think it's time they were called out and resolved, with care and concern, exposed for the possibility of restoring relationships. Good people don't fight, they just move on and through the angst and disappointment. If we're going to restore hope, we need to restore hope for all, including those who've chosen to be angry and vindictive rather than admit the reality of their own doing. We've ignored these behaviors for too long, imho. Healing is imminent.

In these times especially, we need to move on into sense-making and transition from the old paradigms of miscreants and the Piscean Age of dominance and manipulation of truth. If we are going to survive, let alone thrive, we simply must find ways to rekindle the inner nature of humanity, the love meant for all of us. That's what both of my fathers' dreams were... a better world. I hope to make them proud, even though they aren't here now.

How can we be the best fathers to our children now? They are our future and there's a huge mess in the dining rooms, the waiting rooms, and the halls of democracy. We need better sense-making approaches to creating the family of man, of humanity and of the stars. Many years ago I was given an opportunity to travel to 'home,' where I met three spheres of consciousness (best I can describe them) who said to me, "We are not only your forefathers, we are also the forefathers of your solar system." What would you do with that 'fatherly' information?