Spiritual Climate Newsletter JUNE 2006 Part 4 CHANGE: WHO IS RUNNING ‘THE SHOW’?  by Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D.



By Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D.

Within any given lifetime there is a consistent variable that everyone is familiar with, it is so dependable that its name is an oxymoron at best: CHANGE.  This part of the process of discerning one’s life choices for action and the effects generated by engaging those selections at which times have reference points of suffering the illusion of a perceived cause used within the decision making process before acting upon one’s selection.  Thus the increase of one’s experience of rigidity or flexibility as one encounters the personal affects encumbered by the personal mental construct and belief given to the word itself:  CHANGE.



DERIVATIVESchangeful adjective, changeless adjective,  changelessly adverb, changelessness noun, changer noun

ORIGINMiddle English: from Old French change (noun), changer (verb), from late Latin cambiare, from Latin cambire ‘barter’.


CHANGEvtchanged, chang[ing 5ME changen < OFr changier < LL cambiare < L cambire, to exchange, barter < Celt (as in OIr camb) < IE base *kamb, to bend, crook (> Welsh cam, Bret kamm, crooked)


CHANGE (chnj), v., changed, chang·ing, n.( 1175–1225; (v.) ME cha(u)ngen < AF, OF changer < LL cambire, L cambre to exchange; (n.) ME cha(u)nge < AF, OF, n. deriv. of the v. )


1.       to make the form, nature, content, future course, etc., of (something) different from what it is or from what it would be if left alone: to change one’s name; to change one’s opinion; to change the course of history. 2.       to transform or convert (usually fol. by into): The witch changed the prince into a toad.  3.       to substitute another or others for; exchange for something else, usually of the same kind: She changed her shoes when she got home from the office.  4.       to give and take reciprocally; interchange: to change places with someone.  5.       to transfer from one (conveyance) to another: You’ll have to change planes in Chicago.  6.       to give or get smaller money in exchange for: to change a five-dollar bill.  7.       to give or get foreign money in exchange for: to change dollars into francs.  8.       to remove and replace the covering or coverings of: to change a bed; to change a baby.


9.       to become different: Overnight the nation’s mood changed.  10.     to become altered or modified: Colors change if they are exposed to the sun.  11.     to become transformed or converted (usually fol. by into): The toad changed into a prince again.  12.     to pass gradually into (usually fol. by to or into): Summer changed  13.     to make a change or an exchange: If you want to sit next to the window, I’ll change with you.  14.     to transfer between trains or other conveyances: We can take the local and change to an express at the next stop.  15.     to change one’s clothes: She changed into jeans.  16.     (of the moon) to pass from one phase to another.  17.     (of the voice) to become deeper in tone; come to have a lower register: The boy’s voice began to change when he was thirteen.  18.     change front, Mil. to shift a military force in another direction.  19.     change hands. See hand (def. 34).  20.     change off, a. to take turns with another, as at doing a task.  b. to alternate between two tasks or between a task and a rest break.  21.     change one’s mind, to change one’s opinions or intentions.

–n.  22.     the act or fact of changing; fact of being changed.  23.     a transformation or modification; alteration: They noticed the change in his facial expression.  24.     a variation or deviation: a change in the daily routine.  25.     the substitution of one thing for another: We finally made the change to an oil-burning furnace.  26.     variety or novelty: Let’s try a new restaurant for a change.  27.     the passing from one place, state, form, or phase to another: a change of seasons; social change.  28.     Jazz. harmonic progression from one tonality to another; modulation.  29.     the supplanting of one thing by another.  30.     anything that is or may be substituted for another.  31.     a fresh set of clothing.  32.     money given in exchange for an equivalent of higher denomination.  33.     a balance of money that is returned when the sum tendered in payment is larger than the sum due.  34.     35.     any of the various sequences in which a peal of bells may be rung.  36.     Also,’change. Brit. exchange (def. 10).  37.     Obs. changefulness; caprice.  38.     ring the changes,  a. to perform all permutations possible in ringing a set of tuned bells, as in a bell tower of a church.  b. to vary the manner of performing an action or of discussing a subject; repeat with variations.

chang·ed·ness  (chnÆjid nis, chnjdÆ-), n.

Syn. 1. transmute, transform; vary, mutate; amend, modify. CHANGE, ALTER both mean to make a difference in the state or condition of a thing or to substitute another state or condition. To CHANGE is to make a material difference so that the thing is distinctly different from what it was: to change one’s opinion. To ALTER is to make some partial change, as in appearance, but usually to preserve the identity: to alter a dress (to change a dress would mean to put on a different one). 3. replace, trade. 4. trade. 7. convert. 10. vary, mutate, amend. 22. transmutation, mutation, conversion, vicissitude. 25. exchange. 29, 30. replacement.

—Ant. 10. remain. 22. permanence.


Note of course, the reference to coinage, just as in previous articles I have chastised the use of the word values supplanted for regard.  Far from being the leftover coinage that is the result of a transaction at the local merchants, it does  though, at times seem to render this appearance as a similar effect as it rears apparition within any transaction we concur or give consensus to within the stream of life that we partake.

Fascinating to always read a definition of a word and if you want to truly have some fun try this link:  WORDSMYTH and this is another delicious link called the ARTFL PROJECT, link:  Webster’s Revised Unabridged Dictionary (1913 + 1828).  You might find it interesting how definitions and usages “Change” over time.

Still, I find little in regards to an approximation to be used within the spiritual religious context of change, a closer explication comes with the idea inherent in the word transmutation.  This word, though too, leaves much to be desired in expressing where the origin of change is pertinent from within causal levels of Soul or Spirit.  I am saying this intentionally at this point to leave you with an unanswered question, or for at the very least to allow its lingering in the back of one’s mind, opening one to questions such as the Karma contained with the SOUL and SPIRIT of your consciousness.

The principle of CHANGE is one of the few constants in a given universe that is borne from stark contrast of Intemporalness, reverberating as a constant echo within the boundaries called the container of time and space, being a constant as steady and strong as electromagnetism in physics, yet at the same time showing another quality similar to that of gravity in its weakness, being that gravity is one of the weaker constants in the universe as compared to electromagnetism.  Yet always finding itself to be a constant reminder of the intemporalness from which all manifest universe is but a reflected manifestation.  Where does change ‘come from’ if there is any where to it at all and if it is not a where, then what is it that we need to understand about the principle that is hidden behind the veil of effects that people normally construe as CHANGE.  What skills ought we acquire in order to use with efficacy this principle which represents in a part of Qabalistic teaching, the idea of MOTION or analogs thereof.

Change has a few qualities to it, the few mentioned here within the scope of this article today are:  constancy, unexpected, and the relative.   These being within the realm of observable phenomena in the physical universe, which shall act, if we are careful, as a bridge toward understanding what is going on within the continuum of consciousness that we know within ourselves to be Soul and Spirit.

Much of the series of phenomena that we study within the limitations of the physical body have to do with responses, reactions from stimuli experienced within the senses, eg., light stimulates the retina rods and corresponding reactions of electrochemical induction is assembled along a neuropathway within the image making apparatus of the body know as the Human brain.  There contained within the cellular structure is a representational image of your senses relationship to what is called ironically, ‘the outside world’.  Giving due consideration to the vast power of imagery enabled within the human nervous system, we must take not of it imperfections, ergo—the red apple that we see isn’t really red at all, but is only a reflection of what the Similarly this is an irony with the constancy known as CHANGE.  That wonderful sneak up behind you and goose you in the ass effect that is the foundation for the peddlers of CERTAINTY, even though they misapply and misuse this tremendous reagent.   There appears to be a constant activity of CHANGE going on at every pulsation of life and within its framework within varying degrees of priority and intensity.  The meal I just ate, being digested and interwoven into the flesh robe that I wear as Soul/Spirit here in the physical world is currently undergoing intense scrutiny, at least that is how I interpret it by the sounds generated in the location of my stomach.  I do some of the relative outcomes, no pun intended of the ‘end’ process of this transfiguration of food within my human organism.  CHANGE is apprehendable in a similar fashion outside the realm of food intake.

Relative aspects of CHANGE are simple and complex at the same time. As described above the outcome is within a relative order of possible events.  I say possible because it may depend on what type of food that I intake.  I may know the end result, but what happens when I intake food that my body isn’t responding favorably towards?  A rather rushed result then comes into experience.  I then add those results to the historical framework of what could happen within this type of relative change.

A person falls off a chair.  Their back is sore not to mention the effect of the gluteal impact of the event. A few days latter, the pain seems to go away.  Perhaps they forget about it.  Another person in the same situation doesn’t and goes to a chiropractor, as I did when it happened to me, for monthly therapy until the pressure was taken off my lower lumbar.  The person who forgot about it didn’t even seek out physical therapy or any other medical evaluation to see if something was injured or damaged.  Years later, they have painful sensation in the legs.  The other person doesn’t because they have stretched and applied themselves in some form of healing.  In other words, predetermined ranges of experience can alter the resultant process of CHANGE which is taken in hand and worked with or tempered.  I can throw ball at the wall, do nothing and the ball passes by me or hits me.  I can use the principle of change to intervene within the process and action and predetermine a new range of experience with the ball against the wall if I run up to catch it before it bounces against the wall.

Unexpected CHANGE is therefore a working pool of knowing what types of effect will be experienced as we watch the change process, only if it is within our pool of Knowledge and experience.  There is much unexpected that comes along with change due to the limitations of focus as to how we equate whatever our experience of Change being had at the moment.   This is where History serves us as a tool to understand what is going to happen in the future as the ongoing process of cause and reactions to the cause of life marches onward.  Sometimes the unexpected is fun, sometimes the unexpended is limiting, as in my case with my stroke, which was totally unexpected, as it is not even within medical history of my family tr

How should unexpected change be handled?  With caution while using much historical reference and information that can be gleaned from sources who have experienced what you are experiencing leaving a healthy space of knowing that you may not be defining or asking the right questions to obtain the relative outcome you envision.  There may be much similar in what has happened with me in my stroke for example, in with others who have had a stroke, yet there can be VAST differences that produce a range of outcomes.  It depends on how stubborn or fixated I am upon my own opinion and whether or not I am able to take in new knowledge and facts, instead of accepting my opinion as reality.

Much to the chagrin of the CERTAINTY peddlers who look at you as a predictable statistic within their marketing research, unexpected CHANGE is the stuff discoveries can be made of, depending on who is handling the process.  Look at our Founding Fathers in the History of this great Nation.  They had a choice to be free or not be free.  They basically told King George III to take it and stuff it where the sun didn’t shine.  The outcome?  Part of it was predictable—the Revolutionary War which was fought on the basis of differing PRINCIPLES and dialogues that went against the irrationality of the like of Quesnay, John Locke etc.   We are still to this day experiencing the unexpected series of events produced by the presence of that very same Ideology that was in 1778; it didn’t die, it is still here with us, even though there appear to be forces from  within and without that want to see it change to its demise.

CHANGE in our environment can also be reflective of the activity going on within the SOUL.  My favorite statement to those who claim to speak to god and get answers from him and yet can’t tell what their soul is saying to them during the course of their experience in their life—yeah right—tell me another crock of shit.  The wonders of the Imaginarium!  Replete with instant one size fits to your perception that is agreeable to yourself to save face from any withstanding CHANGES that may have been screamed to you from the voice of your SOUL.  Maybe that’s why god didn’t answer, YOU already held the answer within. 

I pray to god daily.  I don’t ask him for anything though, why would I insult the Omnipotent and all knowing bastion of creation with such a stupid request, like he/she forgot to give me something in order to cover up or hide from my own shameful ignorance.  You can see the Garden of Eden everyday out in the world, “they hid themselves in shame’.   I guess some need a form of idiocy like a pep rally from high school in order ‘shake them up’ to bring about change in areas where reluctance and fixation to opinion hallows.  All because of what?  You failed to take into consideration the unexpected constancy that change can bring into a life process?

There are some processes of change that can only be known or apprehended by understanding the Nature and Content within your Soul.  This is where self employment begins in the spiritual path. How do you come to know the content of your Soul?  Do you take the time to hold yourself as Soul in enough regard in order to be a team player in the world of creation?  Or do you just lose yourself into the herd/crowd in order to stay in the same place while the life is being squeezed out of you, or your portfolio being expropriated by cunning use of lobby and laws.  Your freedom is the same for it requires vigilance and due process that only the understanding of history can give you as a resource to prevent history from repeating itself in whatever circumstances you find yourself in today.

Knowledge is required to understand the nature of Soul and the knowledge it holds, information will never reveal the vast storehouse of knowledge already contained within that part of you known as Soul.  A mountain (Soul) may contain vast resources of water, gold, and other precious gems, but they will never be acquired until you employ yourself in the digging process.  If you never make that phone call, or meet that doctor, or talk to that teacher, or financial advisor you will never know.  It’s that simple.

I have stated elsewhere in this dialogue of essays over the years in the Spiritual Climate Newsletter that things are both simple and complex.  If you refuse to gradually gain understanding of complexity because of the work involved, it is sure to come back and bite you in the ass.  That’s one thing that never changes.

If you contemplate this, you will gain some insight, a foot hold into the Who and What that is the engine of the show.  Shakespeare was correct when not taken in his truncated statement, “A tale told by an idiot”. When humanity fails, refuses, and denies to become that which they truly are, then it looks like a tale told by idiots because of the refusal to properly harness the principle of change by embracing the agape that the Soul is.  Then we walk away from those who are still producing their meaningless rant of idiocy and enslavement to an unknown higher power, authority or intelligence by refusing to use what God gave them at the moment of their creation.

You can never ‘make a change’  you can only gain understanding as to how the principle and constancy of change works within your life and from watching it work in others, be they a singular person, state, nation or civilization.  What is pertinent to understand, in my opinion, is how to befriend this principle to enable us to sculpt our life into what our Soul expresses as our True Self in its participation within the process of Genesis which is as fresh and as vital right now as it is in our continual misperception by placing Genesis in the past.

Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D.

Qabalistic Teacher & Minister



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Spiritual Climate Newsletter MAY 2006 Part 4 MEMORIAL DAY, by Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D.





By Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D.


It would be my hope that amidst the preoccupation with sports, booze and trivial celebrations on this particular holiday there are people who take into account the foundation and deeper meaning for Memorial Day.  Those of you looking for some background to communicate to your children or friends much history and links honoring the sacrifice to defend principles of humanity can be found here:  U.S. Memorial Day History and Information on U.S. War Memorials.  I use the word principles as to bring forward a comment that Franklin D. Roosevelt made to Winston Churchill and the British government before World War II as the United States of America was to embark into a genuine war:


"We Americans may have some disagreement among ourselves as to what we are fighting for, but one thing we are sure we are not fighting for is to hold the British Empire together. You can’t understand us at all unless you realize how much principles mean to us. We fought you on principle in the first place." — Franklin D. Roosevelt, "Open Letter To The People of England", published in LIFE magazine, October 12, 1942.


On this memorial day I have to pause and ponder whether the understanding of the word ‘principles’ that FDR used resonates with any greater strength, understanding and meaning or is it now just regarded as a word that holds only value in the preoccupation of doing business and making profits, instead of the principles represented within the U.S. Constitution and the Declaration of Independence.  Historical record states Benjamin Franklin voiced his concerns about the duration of the SOVEREIGNTY of this Nation against the madness of Monarch’s, Feudalism or anything resembling King George III, the Land Owners or the John Locke type Financiers when a question was posed to Dr. Franklin in the following anecdote:


A lady asked Dr. Benjamin Franklin Well Doctor what have we got a republic or a monarchy — "A republic," replied the Doctor, "if you can keep it."  Anonymous, from Farrand’s Records of the Federal Convention of 1787


I have sincere doubt that the principles that were fought for, defended and built this Nation are the same ones used by the current Globalists  who are quietly using their large repository of purchasing powers in this Nation and in others around the world toward the reemergence of slavery, Neo-Feudalism.  For a brief overview about the Globalists from a religious point of view start here: Father Malachi Martin – Interviews: April 18, 1996 Part I.  Indeed, in a day and time when we literally need to Send-A-Brick – Secure our Borders! to our representatives in order to get a point across, I believe there are plenty of Americans who will defend the Principles upon which this Nation was built, before it is sold to the Globalists manipulating, suavely and with great ingenuity, some our representatives and politicians in power, like well kept Sadducees of the Globalists during the time of Rabbi YHSHWH (Jesus).


Memorial Day, for me this year is a strange holiday in some respects because it partakes of memory and boy has my memory undergone some resorting and changes since the stroke I experienced in my body little over 20 months ago.  I can’t remember much of what I was like in terms of my personality characteristics and behavior when I look into the past of my memory to find a relation point for what I am sometimes feeling and experiencing in this new now.  I do remember many of the events and occurrences that happened in my life stream that is called David Strickler, but I cannot ‘feel’ what he was like I cannot seem to summon up anything.  I can recall what appear to be other people’s responses and feelings they displayed, but not my own in those situations.  This is about the best way I can describe it as I watch people pause to my presence or behavior in this current now at points of conversation.  Maybe this is just part of the reassembling process.  It is a strange feeling though let me say that.


This Memorial Day I will remember my mother’s parents who came over from Europe before their countries were consumed by war.  I will also remember my dad’s parents because my grandfather on my dad’s side served in the U.S. Navy.  This will explain the picture I used for this months Spiritual Climate newsletter, an ore freighter on one of the great lakes, which I imagine to be Lake Erie.  My mom’s parents both worked in the steel industry:  I can remember grandpa, when I was but a child, showing me his little notebooks that he used to keep track of how many bars he rolled in the mills as he used his machinist skills he brought over from Europe.  I remember my grandpa on my dad’s side, who served in the NAVY, taking me down to Captain Nick’s marina when the Naval vessels came into port in Lorain Ohio. He took me through the ship, it was huge.  I understand why he enjoyed being down at the marina and how proud he was of one of his boats, the mahogany ChrisCraft speed boat. I will take the time to honor my grandparents, from my dad and mom’s side, all of whom have passed away.


I will also take time to remember my late mother, Patricia who died at age 42, who passed on February 28, 1978 for the gifts of empathy, compassion and listening that she gave to me.  I will also remember my dad who lives in Florida from whom I gained my penchant for discovering the truth and living the principle of honesty to the best of my ability.


This Memorial Day also represents a fond recollection of having ‘recovered’ my brother and sharing time and communication with him and his son in this life.  I also miss not being able to see my sister and her husband and family, as I recall my niece Chelsea whom I once held in my arms as a baby who is now grown and going to college.  It is good I had a chance to meet my nephew and niece when my sister and I had some time when I went back to visit my dad when he lived in Ohio some years ago.


Memorial Day also represents the musical group INTRINSIC FACTOR which was composed of the musicians, Tom Maruschak (bass guitar and sound engineer extraordinaire), Dottie Thompson (background vocals) and myself (main vocals and guitar).  I recall the gigs and still cherish the relationships with these two great musicians and skills that I gained from that profound musical experience in my life as a guitarist and writer from the interpersonal relationships with these special people and other professionals I encountered such as Dave Glen, Rick Wagner and my jazz teacher, guitarist John Simsic or other great guitarist’s such as Ron Zehel (link:  RON ZEHEL GUITAR CENTER).


I also have thanks to give to those who fought for me and my becoming in the Oral Tradition, my mentor and teachers, all without whom, I would not be where I am today with my ability to teach and convey the spiritual principles that I have come to hold regard and live by to the best of my ability.  It is from this tradition that I draw the vast unseen support of those who have gone before me and who took the time to teach me principles, their analysis and expression  of the mysteries that come from consciousness being the source of physical nature.


To Dianne Krall, whom I admire and hold in friendship and respect, for her help and tireless support, from whom I learned much in how to communicate and connect with people and more than I could give here in such a short summary and for my ‘crew’ who have hovered and supported me through my healing crisis since my stroke, thank-you. 


For all other people too numerous to include in this short article, who are either alive or who have passed on whose lives I am touched by and learned from.


We are at a cross roads where I believe we will have to choose between having Freedom and not having Freedom.  It is my sincere wish and hope, that we continue to honor the Freedom that the great spiritual leaders brought into this world along with its political impact; that we hold onto those principles that FDR so tenaciously fought for even against those business leaders in this country who sought to bring to an end to this nation.


In close, I am posting lyrics from a song I finished just last year in July of 2005, called ONCE MORE, to which I dedicated in fond memory of my cousin Doris who helped me get through my mother’s death.  Doris was murdered in Florida when she was 35, in front of her two year old daughter, back in the early mid 1990’s.  Doris came with me in 1979 when I first went into the recording studio with Tom Maruschak (bass), Gary Chopchinski (drums), Dottie Thompson (back up vocals), in Lorain, Ohio to watch us record the first song I had written, Lonely Lady and the rough cuts of my second song entitled Bright Morning.  My cousin Michael had also come to witness the birth of my first songs, even offered the use of his reel-to-reel TDK when the studios reel-to-reel broke down.



By David Strickler

ONCE MORE, All words and music © 2003 by David Strickler,

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Maybe we could chat for awhile about all the things we’ve done

Before the shadows cast along the bay

Draping my life up in the sweetness of your sound

Your voice became the sunlight of my day

And if I knew where you were going to

You know I’d like to be with you

Once More


Maybe we could chat for awhile beneath the setting sun

The stars announce the night has come to stay

I shared your life that wrapped us through that walking town

With starlight from your eyes to light my way

And if I knew what we were growing to

I’d change my life to be with you

Once More


Staring at the water’s edge I see you start to frown

Your hopes and dreams had somewhere washed away

Clouds of darkness stirring winds and wicked spells

Within your heart all doubt was making waves

The rushing tide about to swallow you

And drown the life that harbored you

Once More


Maybe we can chat for awhile about all the things we done

Before we say our good byes today

Maybe I can tell you about all the things we would have done

Instead of placing flowers on your grave

And if I knew where you were going to

I’d want the chance to shelter you

Once More


And if I knew where you were going to

I’d take your hand and walk with you

Once More …

Once More …

Once More …

Once More.


Here we are at another Memorial Day.  It is my fervent hope for your life that you uncover the source immanence, its principle and the understanding of how it freely brought about the vast expanse we witness within the physical fabric of life from its non-physical articulation.  We can track the true nature of Freedom back toward this source referred in Ha-Qabala as represented by the symbol of ALEPH, freely expressing within the confines of what is known by the Hebrew letter YOD.


May you remember the power of Life and the ways in which it has touched you,

Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D.

Qabalistic Teacher & Minister



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Spiritual Climate Newsletter APRIL 2006 Part 4 ARROGANCE AND VANITY, by Rev. David Strickler




By Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D.


Sometimes it is difficult to decide what needs to be written about within any given period of the year.   There is so much increasing isolation and elitism being created in the globalization of the world that I sometimes find myself contemplating just what needs to be said.


There are many experiences within the period of time before publication of this newsletter, noteworthy events that portray the activity of an intrinsic principle of the Life Power as it can be seen dancing and glistening through the fabric of the outward appearances created by the Senses.  Consequentially, the ability to discern and render the knowledge gleaned in such Supra-ordinary experiences is challenging to say the least, even to provide a partial revelation of a sequence or parsec of the knowledge available in such noumenon, much the same way snapshots of an event or experience can be positioned next to each other to establish a lucid dream type of apparition convoked as a starting point of representational objects conjured by the senses.


At this point you may be wondering what the hell I am talking about and I would answer you thus, Easter and the principle of LIFE that it articulates through the fabric of nature.  As it presents itself through nature is by no means the only configuration that can be brought into effectuality through the limited powers (albeit great they may be within their own domain) of Nature.  There is much missed amidst the contrivances established for a central focal point of attention thus assembled as we pay  homage to that source which enables the continuity of our physical life AND the eternal continuity of our consciousness as it moves through countless experiences of Life; One life indeed with many ages and facets of knowledge and experience uncovered from within the eternal quest of Spirit on the path of AGAPE.


Let me illustrate for a brief moment the dance of the Life Power as the lower powers of nature resonate or attempt to articulate some small portion of the immanence of ITS Eternal fountain.  I took my car down to give it a bath today at the local gasoline dealer.  It’s just a small automatic type of wash and the day seemed to be perfect to get the windshields clear enough to see through, as you probably already know, parking under trees leaves a mist of sap across the glass along with the surface of the paint looking as if it had come through the war of the birds who were target practicing.  The line became rather long, many waiting to resurface the appearance of their automobiles. 


The car washes here resemble the size of a larger shed with two open areas like windows on the side.  It is a rather interesting experience to watch and be in the car as the automation takes place, I enjoy the sounds and feeling of all the water spraying on the body of the car and I can actually hear my car sound a sigh of relief as it gets its back scratched.  I was watching the water mist carry with the breeze when a bird landed on the edge of one of the windows to the auto wash.  I thought, what a smart bird, taking in the mist , kind of like an automatic bird bath, although I had also thought that it could have been one of the birds that came to laugh at me because of what it had done on my car in numerous places.  It looked over at me then turned around in the mist then jumped out of sight to the ground floor on the other side.  Guess the bird wanted a bath too!


Finally, it was my turn to get my car done so I pulled it in and put the front tires in the right slots and set the car into neutral.  The bird was watching from the other side of the building from the window ledges.  How cute I thought, waiting for a clean shiny surface to follow me home to target practice again, or else he wanted to see if it would come off.  I didn’t notice that the bird had followed me home, I did check later to see if there were any spots and lo and behold, it was still clean.


Epiphanies come in all sorts of sizes and can come through just about anything, IF one is receptive within the still point of their consciousness.  Easter is the time of a clean slate, for fresh bloom, beginnings of newness and conveys through the plumage of nature the resurrection from within the containers of life the cycle of expressions that the Life Power weaves within all the tapestry of its work. If a bird can respond to the presence of the Life Power within the limited scope and fabric of its physicalness, imagine the greater boundaries inherent within the scope of the Creative Power of Human Reason that the Life Power bestowed, much to the consternation of blabbering produced by the likes of HOBBES and KANT, within the crown of creation known as Human Beings. 


I sit and watch the rant of ninnies within the political, religious and other areas of the community we live in this nation and at times I do question whether the rant is nothing more than the massive power of marketing  being used as the engine for social engineering, wondering, where in the hell do we come up with these people?  It seems the modern culture of consumerism has found a fertile bed of arrogance and vanity to bloom about the richest group of deceivers that, quite possibly, have ever walked the face of the earth in perhaps any time of history, yet to borrow a phrase from the rock group Led Zeppelin,  “The Song Remains the Same”. 


Arrogance and Vanity seem to be part of the mechanisms used to shift away from a healthy introspection that shame or guilt and what confronting that shame or guilt can produce—Truth.  This appears to be to so from some of the ranks of preachers:  political, secular fundamentalism and many more disciplines that are producing their fanfare of applied marketing sloganisms to attract and besiege the everyday person.  Within the religious ranks, it goes without saying, that the arrogant and vain are found too, yet I haven’t found who is deadlier, the economist stuffing their pockets from using just the pursuit of pure financial theory, or the politician using well honed marketing statements that are produced to the point that they can say they haven’t lied, but it can be said that the choices of words and information they have used DECEIVED people.  The Satanic principle does that, Deceives.  If one has enough arrogance and vanity then it can appear as though the person doing the deceiving can ‘pull it off’. 


The Height of arrogance is claiming that God is speaking to one and using that as a means to defend the foundation for one’s behavior.  Pure, plain and simple arrogance using the action of Vanity to claim that one is speaking to God.  Don’t give me the Moses or Abraham crap at this point, their isn’t a spiritual person alive today that could hold a candle to the articulate presence of the Lord in these days and times, including ST. Paul, whom taking everything into consideration, I believe was a jackass.  What has this day and age of modern marketing become?    Pretending to speak with the Lord when in fact these people I have questioned can’t even tell me what the Voice of their Soul sounds like or how they distinguish that voice from the voicing of their Spirit?


From the tradition I studied from it isn’t likely that God’s voice is being heard, more like the Archangel Metatron that is used as the voice for God.  I have come to the partial conclusion that those empty cans of noise out there are hearing the voice of their own personal EGO and personality, which is more likely, and a few perhaps even the voice of their Soul.  Where in the Hell do we come up with these people and this type of behavior?   I have one simple answer—-MONEY, POWER and IMITATION.


Do I think God could speak to anyone? Of course I do, but I say that it is arrogant to even second guess when the AUTHOR of LIFE is going to speak through an event or to someone or through someone.  It is a far more arrogant act of vanity to believe God is going to give you anything that IT (he/she) hasn’t already included within the Cosmic and Human aspect of your Spirit and Soul for you to TAP.  God isn’t some ignoramus that forgets to give you what you need.  That is partly why I stress the teaching of the Soul and Spirit so much.  We came into life to discover what has been given to us already to use:  we must do the mining and the labor though; God doesn’t even have to do a damn thing.


Pray to God?   What for?  You think God is some sort of idiot that forgot something?  That is why he gave you a Soul and Spirit.  Pray to your soul first to uncover the Grace and Gifts already abundant within those levels, anything beyond that is an act of arrogance and arrogant vanity as far as I am concerned.   Does that mean I think or feel that we shouldn’t pray to ‘God’?  No, I am not saying that at all.  I do believe that we as humanity have to get off our asses and uncover what has already been given to us.  Since we haven’t, I believe that what we see around us happening is from the corrupt and malformed thinking of the walking sepulchers (politicians, religious, secular certainty fanatics) that go hither thither and yon sucking the productive powers of people and their cash from whatever angle they can frame and hoist it into some policies and some laws. 


We are created in the image and likeness of the Creator; however you define that creator from the limited refuge of your religious prerogative.  We have been given everything that we need, it lies dormant in many instances waiting to be discovered. 


Can God intervene?  I suppose God can do anything God damn well pleases to do but am I to claim with audacity, arrogance and vanity that he is going to do such and such?  Get a life and a psychiatrist, because surely you can’t read English from the Old Testament and are suffering under some serious consumerist Delusion created by your arrogance and Vanity.  The infamous Pharisees and Sadducees were illustrious at that kind of behavior, along with the parasitic feudalists and monarchs of their day.


In this day and age of speaker-less voice transmission and microwave signals that can send digital messages that can be targeted and heard within the human ear from a digital device and source, I think a small percentage of these so called people are being screwed with and the brunt end technological prank (link: US Patents for subliminal suggestion & mind control by audio, visual & electronic methods a small, note small sampling of the technologies available) being played on some.  The rest of the motley crew of humanity is too busy bending over backwards with great flexibility to kiss their own Ego and Personality’s ass either through some cash payoff or hedonistic realm of gratuitous behavior.


I think it is evident from the sacred texts as to why God doesn’t intervene and it is contained within this verse in Hebrew:


השמים  שהמים  ליהוה

Ha Shamayim Shamayim Lahdonahee

The heavens are the heavens of the LORD,


והארץ  נתן  לבני  אדם

VayhaErretz Natahn Libney Adom

but the earth hath He given to the children of men.

Psalm 115, vs. 16.


To repeat, can God intervene?  I would think God would intervene anytime he damn well pleases.  Is he likely to?  Not in my books, not when he gave us everything within, and note the WITHIN, to be discovered by us through the Creative Power of Reason.  He may toss out some band aids with whatever Satanic Mythos is being propagated by some of the shrewdest, parasitic totalitarian minds coming into use of the technological wonderland. 


Is it the day of the Lord? The hour or the day no man knows for sure, unless you have a book to publish that feeds off FEAR, or a political strategy to sell that bastardizes the use of what is truly contained within the Holy Writ of ANY sacred culture, in order to procure profits from war or to gradually encroach the freedoms that truly Spiritual people were Killed, maimed murdered or martyred to secure freedom into this world away from the likes of economic heathens such as Adam Smith, Quesnay, Marx, to name a few economic terrorist nut cases outside the religious and spiritual communities.  There are plenty of Deceivers and liars everywhere.


Where in the hell are we coming up with some of these people?  I think the question should be changed instead to, WHY THE HELL ARE WE PUTTING UP WITH THESE OVERDRESSED SALESPEOPLE?  No matter which culture, which religion, which politics, which government they are having a heyday with depriving the future of you and your children’s lives the  hard earned monies and freedoms.


Abraham Lincoln once stated, “I am a firm believer in the people. If given the truth, they can be depended upon to meet any national crisis. The great point is to bring them the real facts.”  In an age where facts can be misused or not even addressed, I sure hope Lincoln is correct.  Times such as ours currently that are managed by scientific marketing are highly suspicious and capable of covering ulterior agendas. 


What I really see going on is something Carl Jung once said, "People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own soul."  Whether it is creating an imaginary deity fashioned in the image and likeness of their own personal Ego and Personality to act as the foundation for their arrogance and vanity, or perhaps allowing themselves to be held hostage by fear and allowing their rights and independence to be taken by the emerging Feudalists to be auctioned off as slaves once again to the highest bidder under the guise of global competition.


It takes little minds to create wars, it takes big minds to educate and defend the growth of the powers of the human individual’s ability to tap what was planted in your Spirit and Soul, it takes big minds to secure what was stated in the historic emergence of the true human Soul and Spirit, “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.


Someone once asked me what I thought a sign would be that God was intervening.  I pondered for a moment, then with a smile coming to my face, stated, “I wouldn’t even venture to say what the Holy Spirit would do.  I can sure say it wouldn’t be tongues of fire descending.  Although, the day God intervenes I would prophesy that around the world, bird crap would drain from the mouths of business leaders, religious leaders, politicians, and brain damaged secular fundamentalists pretending to speak for God or any type of deception that they would speak.  That would be my best guess because in reality, I don’t know.  I wouldn’t pretend to speak for God as if the Living Presence of the Almighty needs defending.”


I know where my arrogance and vanity lie within my Ego and Personality.  The question is, Do You?  Your question should be, "Why are we putting up with this behavior from all these little minds"?


Will you face your soul soon enough to honor the truth?  I surely pray for one and all that this happens before God’s Libel and Slander suit renders a new presence in the dark halls of vanity and arrogance that struts their display in the current age of humanity.


Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D.

Qabalistic Teacher & Minister

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Spiritual Climate Newsletter MARCH 2006 part 4 BACK INTO TIME by Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D



Back into Time

By Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D


Yes, I hear what you are saying, “Where the hell has been my monthly edition of Spiritual Climate Newsletter,”  to which a reply of sitting amidst a plethora and plexus of complicated jury-rigging and unstable events preventing the publication of the newsletter to go out for a January and February edition.


Ever had your computer just go up in a puff of smoke?  I unwittingly spent literally tons of hours moving what I could salvage from my old hard drive.  Enormous numbers of research links and backups from my old computer have completely been rendered useless.  This is not Katrina by any stretch of the imagination, but for those who have had the great pleasure of having to reload everything from their computer and then have to reformat again only to find the formatting wasn’t accurate and produced glitches in windows operation, thus having to reformat and reload all the programs again . . . surely a few of you can relate to such profound joy and fun:  almost as erotic as watching paint dry.


For people reading this that are not technically inclined, try this:  go to the dentist and find time for all the repairs your teeth may need and do yoga in the dentist chair while he is drilling in your mouth.  This new computer is nice, but boy it was a bastard to get up and running, it took over 8 reformats to get to the point where I could get into Administrator settings in safe mode.  Technology is wonderful, when it works, but it is still the biggest unpaid second job that I have that I agreed to participate with Microsoft to inflict upon me—this modern milieu ushering a new age and form of masochism invented with a tenacious,  irreverent ego designed and conferred by ourselves.


Additionally, Spiritual Climate was not published due to my state of confusion derived from my new found ability to perceive time, a feature emerging as a surprise through the texture of my outward and inward senses; creating a course of perplexations and newness in a narrow corridor with top notes of contortions in a sensory maze not unlike a fun-house at an amusement park.  What an uncanny awareness and discovery, time and some of the crap that the senses produce and distort:  I have been without a sense of time.


Put simply, I haven’t been able to negotiate the keyboard or write up until this last week of March.  People who have stroke related disabilities and challenges will recognize and relate with what I am stating.  I proffer my most sincere apologies for the empty space in your usual (hopefully rabid) consumption of this delectable spiritual morsel that we publish.  So, while I have the capability to type and write reasonably cogently, let me welcome you with the first edition in the year 2006 edition of the Spiritual Climate Newsletter.  Wendy, Christine and Adam have two editions worth of articles, so the possibility exists that you may get one or two more additional editions this year. 


Somewhere, somehow during the course of the holidays I entered back into time and that is a fair way to describe what has occurred within the awareness of this physical recovery process my body suffered from the assault of the stroke.  One description to convey this experience would be to picture oneself after having arrived at a party, there comes a moment when you look at a clock and recoil from the stunning feeling that 6 hours have gone by and it is 1 am in the morning and the chains of your job start to clang shrill sounds and demands as a reminder of your responsibilities to an employer that morning in about five hours. 


The winter season has somehow mysteriously vaporized in the light of the spring equinox so has my inability to perceive time.  It’s about ‘time’ the centers of the brain that provide the illusion of time by the utilization of discerning movement, a contrast to the luxury that space provides.   This perception apparently requires an enormous amount of energy to ignite the measuring faculty that enables time perception.   This puts an intriguing light on upcoming events for met at least, since I have been known to play in parallel and multiple states of time in existence and continue to this day.  Now some of you are probably saying, this confirms it, he really is bonkers. 


Perhaps an example can help to allude to what I mean:  picture your hands playing a piano, each finger striking a key at a different moment in time.  Now visualize a violin player sounding notes alongside with your playing of the piano.  Stop and observe what is happening, all of the notes are struck in different times of the space they are vibrating in all creating the illusion of being ‘sounded’ in the now but at different moments in time and even perhaps different types of space, multiple and parallel time experiences, all appearing to sound like ‘now’ due to how the senses perceive themselves in relation to the surrounding world.  This in part comes about from the peculiar training of linearity that our senses establish largely from their inaccuracy to produce what is really going on, creating instead, a sense of relation and representation of what is transpiring in the world about us.


Much of our linearity is borne out of the incomplete and erroneous view that our linear mathematics ability of measurement, the form of mathematics that our civilization uses.  Our civilization has made great strides on the ‘straight line’ type measurements produced out the flaws of Newtonian calculus (e.g., entropy), but strides are not evolutionary.  The next great evolution to occur within humanity will come about when our mathematics has the precise ability to speak and measure in spiral language. 


That being said I will digress here into the past and ‘resurrect’ (no pun intended) a commentary that I had started some time ago and splice it into this period of time passage since it has been sitting on the new hard drive on this computer.  Ready or not here I go…its March, 2006 and already we have passed Valentine’s Day and rapidly transiting toward the awesome ambience of Easter!  It seems that only three months ago I was wrapped up in the spirit of the Christmas holiday as Adam chauffeured me through the side streets of the Northern Phoenix area we reside in to take in the display of the holiday lights and decorations people shared and showed off on their homes in the community.  What a spectacular display of ingenuity and colorful Christmas spirit that playfully danced as syncopated lights resembling twinkling snowflakes cascading to the surface of Earth. 


This was a quiet Christmas for me spent by myself, well needed and deserved, spending time with the voice of voices and the quiet center that is heard and felt everywhere and nowhere at the same time.  I spent time walking around the apartment complex, listening to the sounds of celebrations and the children laughing, playing and just having so much fun, with the holiday. The city streets were quiet, the traffic being almost nonexistent.  A smile took to my face while enjoying the emptiness and soundless miles of pavement.  Most of “the crew” had traveled to be with their families.  Everyone seemed to be worried about me spending Christmas by myself of which I had no concern, for I am familiar with the roaring silence that always appears like the warmth of a long lost friend during the holiday seasons.


Christmas brought for me this year the gift and perception of time along with its cognition.  This awareness of time came as an amusing revelation to me, almost like the recognition of a novelty or scene acted out in a small theater production engaged in humor.  I had come full circle to realize the assault upon my body and brain with the embolic stroke, which occurred in late August of 2004, had placed me in a suspended form of animation.  I don’t know how else to describe this, as I look back I begin to recollect nascent and nebulous spatial quality of the awareness of the events that occupied my  body re-coursing itself through life during the storm of that experience.  Somewhere during the month of December my brain was finally able to regain a sense, concept and evaluation of time:  all of a sudden it seemed as though my days were longer and more activity could be had.  Unsettling as this experience was it was further agonized by a joyful question emerging within the cognition of my Christmas present:  “Where the hell have I been?”


I still keep rebounding with that question as my day’s progress.  This demarcation was a pronounced annunciation of the healing taking place within the body that I use here within the earthly plane, reminding me of the marvelous capacities of the seamless robe of Adonai is able to accomplish.  What an awe-inspiring organism to have that one’s disposal, the human body and our ability to use it in exploring the wonders and beauty of creation.  What an incredible space suit this bag of blood (Adam, qabalistically) is in it innate configuration to register consciousness by its electric synapses.  Have time again Was almost like getting a promotion out of the limbo or wherever I have been over the past year and a half during this course of the healing taking place within my body.


Fast forward to ‘now’ in the midst of a solar eclipse showing fully in Africa I find myself looking at colored grass, no not to smoke, but to put in basket.  Those of you who know have found me to lack regard for mowing lawns, so it is not the clippings from the tractor bag either, but this bright colorful shreds of grass used to fill baskets at Easter.  We have gone from the winter months transferring the color of the lights onto an Ostarian festival of eggs being hunted in the grass.


Resurrection is not restricted to a physical body.  I would say resurrection is a reflection of the inherent dance of consciousness measured by time showing itself through the transformation of life and its apertures blooming into ever increasing cycle of manifestation within the event horizon of our perception.  Hopefully we have a cognitional noetic emergence of this dance of life expressed by the interwoven aspects of the Elohim conjugating our increasing expansion into the true spiritual heritage that is our inheritance as we labor within the earthen aspects precipitated by our Souls. 


What is that heritage?  Part of it is expressed as Freedom from the tyranny of those who seek to dominate our lives with their erroneous interpretations of false humility and egocentricity, those arrogant individuals and groups that claim to know the WILL of the FATHER and blaspheme their imaginations to coerce the world into what they think should be so their insecurities and stupidities can feel safe.  Some of them are the greatest liars to ever walk the earth and can be found in ANY religion, political or secular gathering. 


Isn’t it time we resurrect integrity, honesty and truths into a healthier regard?  I overheard the religious Ronco-ites have a new infomercial:  a twin seated bomb with seat belts and speaker system playing the musical theme from Dr. Strangelove for the descent.  Let’s hope there is no market, but I wouldn’t take bets on that.  Part of the problem in this world is there are too many jackasses bending over to kiss their own Ego’s ass and sometimes in this country appears to pay well. 


Why not become the country that leads the way to show other countries how to secure their own nations by our example, at the same time maintain the Freedoms and Bill of Rights that we have, instead of succumbing to fear and selling out to the financiers and corporate feudalists.  Maybe this Easter it is time to resurrect.  I see many tombs about all in the shape of an ass, with something resembling a head stuck up between their narcissistic cheeks.  The great sucking sound may not be the power of spirit, it may be the after effect of in rushing air after the great popping sound from removing the head from one’s ass, that sound Ross Perot once spoke of in his speech.


Maybe its time to take back our time and space by resurrecting who and what we truly are—spiritual beings having a human experience.  Maybe its time to resurrect the light of truth and show what true freedom can accomplish. 


That would be too simple now, wouldn’t it.


But then again the admonition to Lazarus was simple, John11:43,44 (KJV), “And when he thus had spoken, he cried with a loud voice, Lazarus, come forth.  And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with graveclothes: and his face was bound about with a napkin.”


Sometimes we are called back into time, only to find that we were dead having nightmares and are awakening.  It is my hope that we who are dead come forth, before our future generations are lost in the ignorant slogans of globalism being created by the truly satanic mythos of the human ego/personalities of the sophists of our time.


Rise and Awake

Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D.

Qabalistic Teacher & Minister

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Spiritual Climate Newsletter DECEMBER 2005 Part 5 Abandonment: Part II Held Hostage by Fear and Value By Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D.

Abandonment: Part II

Held Hostage by Fear and Value

By David Strickler, Ph.D.


Bear with me a bit here in this article, I promise you a close worth the reading of this. 


To all the Christians, Jews, Muslims, Evangelicals, Rapturist’s (translated: escapists, which mean monomaniacal self-centered, narcistic, eschatological infantile objectivists) et al, religions (this includes consumerism) that are killing each other over ‘dirt’ real estate, terrorism etc—you all need to just go to hell.  God’s Libel and Slander suit is going to be a dilly and you will find out what equal opportunity truly means.  There is enough to do down here without allowing yourselves to be used by economic polices that make you the laughing stock of the financiers and money parasites.  Some of you have abandoned your regard for moral, principles and the sacred in place of the fools’ gold of ‘spiritual values’—you brood of vipers and hypocrites.


Now that that is cleared up, let me sincerely thank all those who have contributed prayers, thoughts of healing, a loving voice, a hand to hold my body steady, or your voice in friendship and love through my healing process whether it was a phone call or in person.  I am so fortunate to have come through this stroke with the people and help that I have had who offered their time and presence graciously and UNCONDITIONALY.  It has renewed a part of my hope in humanity. 


Rev. Nutting, I have this to say to you Bill—thank-you for taking the time to video tape the concert as my brother Craig and I shared the stage along with his band this past August 2005 in Florida.  I just watched the tape, Thank-You for your generous gift of time and your continued friendship through the years.  I Love you Craig, I am proud to call you my brother.  I love you to sis, I have always been blessed to have your loving concern and support, Barbara.  For the many who have not been mentioned here, just know I Love you.


There is a vast reservoir of emptiness that can be drawn at this time of year from the limpid waters that lie far below the ground-spring of consciousness.  Deep from within that well is that which springs forth as the ground of somethingness.  ET HA-SHAMAYIM VE ET HA-ARETZ”, or roughly translated as Genesis 1:1, “In the beginning God created the Heavens and the Earth.  Now what the old testament often refers to as Earth, is not the planet Earth, but the World created below the Ha-Shamayim (heaven), the Second Creation (Ha-Aretz), the manifest Universe (the Earth) created in the image and likeness of the REFLECTION of the creator who/what is veiled by the AIN SUPH AUR (the Limitless Light).  It is this Light that I refer to as the “First Light” many of my students hear me direct their attention toward in the ceremonial ritual I have them observe called “the first light on Christmas Morning”, which Adam wrote about last December 2004.  I will cover in a future edition why this separation of heaven and earth, first and second creations, explains the reason as to why God does not seem to directly intervene here in the earth as we know it.


Investigating these two creations is where the serious spiritual seeker can find knowledge of the gates within to gain comprehension of what is truly meant by the Only Light that there is in existence of which the SUN is but merely a veil to the larger Spiritual Reality that proves to be a stumbling block to those who have not attempted to grasp its meaning and significance beyond the inaccurate shadows generated in their physical senses chained to the rock of materialism.  It is here where many stayed chained until they Abandon what they value.  Yes you heard me correctly, abandon their values.  Go ahead, look up the word value in a few source dictionaries, you will find that the word Value has hijacked areas of our life and reduced principles and morals to a mere word that conveys economic measurement.  This will make further sense if we replace the word REGARD to be used in place of Values.  I have included a few definitions to save you some chasing: 




1.   relative worth, merit, or importance: the value of a college education; the value of a queen in chess.

2.   monetary or material worth, as in commerce or trade: This piece of land has greatly increased in value.

3.   the worth of something in terms of the amount of other things for which it can be exchanged or in terms of some medium of exchange.

4.   equivalent worth or return in money, material, services, etc.: to give value for value received.

5.   estimated or assigned worth; valuation: a painting with a current value of $500,000.

6.   denomination, as of a monetary issue or a postage stamp.

7.   Math.

      a. magnitude; quantity; number represented by a figure, symbol, or the like: the value of an angle; the value of x; the value of a sum.

      b. a point in the range of a function; a point in the range corresponding to a given point in the domain of a function: The value of x 2 at 2 is 4.

8.   import or meaning; force; significance: the value of a word.

9.   liking or affection; favorable regard.

10. values, Sociol. the ideals, customs, institutions, etc., of a society toward which the people of the group have an affective regard. These values may be positive, as cleanliness, freedom, or education, or negative, as cruelty, crime, or blasphemy.

11. Ethics. any object or quality desirable as a means or as an end in itself.

12. Fine Arts.

      a. degree of lightness or darkness in a color.

      b. the relation of light and shade in a painting, drawing, or the like.

13. Music. the relative length or duration of a tone signified by a note.

14. values, Mining. the marketable portions of an orebody.

15. Phonet.

      a. quality.

      b. the phonetic equivalent of a letter, as the sound of a in hat, sang, etc.


16. to calculate or reckon the monetary value of; give a specified material or financial value to; assess; appraise: to value their assets.

17. to consider with respect to worth, excellence, usefulness, or importance.



1.   to look upon or think of with a particular feeling: to regard a person with favor.

2.   to have or show respect or concern for.

3.   to think highly of; esteem.

4.   to take into account; consider.

5.   to look at; observe: She regarded him with amusement.

6.   to relate to; concern: The news does not regard the explosion.

7.   to see, look at, or conceive of in a particular way; judge (usually fol. by as): I regard every assignment as a challenge. They regarded his behavior as childish.


8.   to pay attention.

9.   to look or gaze.


11. reference; relation: to err with regard to facts.

12. an aspect, point, or particular: quite satisfactory in this regard.

13. thought; attention; concern.

14. look; gaze.

15. respect, esteem, or deference: a high regard for scholarship.

16. kindly feeling; liking.


(sources:  Random House Webster’s Unabridged Dictionary, Webster’s New World Dictionary, American Heritage Dictionary)


What do you REGARD as important in your life?  Material values?  To hell with family values, how can you measure the value of the family by economic standards or as something meriting monetary value.  Doesn’t it make more sense to gain understanding and find what you REGARD as important in terms of your relations with your family?  Again, honesty is not a value in this country, if it were the whole Nation would collapse out of trauma; what do you regard as honest behavior in your personal life as well as business?  Do you regard human life as important?  Do you regard being the best you can be important?  A new spiritual reality within your consciousness will dawn when you separate the wheat from the chaff by what you have allowed to be hijacked by the term value?  


Stupidity is a cash crop in this country.  It is hypocrisy to speak of spiritual values or moral values or ethical values.  It makes much more sense to de hypnotize yourself from the calculated hijacking of the word values into whatever form of brainwashing you have allowed yourself to receive thus becoming nothing more than a serf representing a whore of consumerism and the business apes whose patriotism stops at the bottom line of their portfolio’s and then raise their hand to salute whatever flag the business may be bowing down to in order to create profits for themselves.


Do you regard knowledge as important or information?  Do you regard truth as important or does that make your business dealing or personal dealings to cumbersome? 


Which finally brings me to my Christmas article—what do you regard as Christmas?  Or is Christmas just some type of exercise in whatever value you can bleed out of the merchandise that is made from the Chinese prison labor camps sold at Walmart.  Do you know that those people work over 18 hours a day 7 days a week?  Do you Regard that as important facts?  Doesn’t that put a different view on the theory of globalization?  Some pseudo responses are—Walmart produces jobs.  Then you Value money over your Regard for human life and freedom, those objects were produced under slavery.


If we abandon our overuse of value and replace it with an understanding of what to regard, we can erase some of the intentionally muddy lines of conflict within our reasoning process because we sort things rationally;  we use the closet for a closet instead of the living room for a closet. 


Then the emptiness we feel inside can be a space for true fulfillment because we will regard that emptiness with importance instead of ascribing to it ‘no value’.  Relatively simple, eh?.  It isn’t as complicated as some accountant’s misuse of a financial Derivative formula to mislead major shareholders at the whims of the hoax of Information Theory dispensed by corporate CIO’s, but then again, that deals with value and having no regard for honesty like Kenneth Lay, Enron , World com et al. This can lead to some complexities.  Remember what I stated some issues ago, that not dealing with the complexities can come back and bite you in your simplistic ass.  Yet many insights, if covered up by denial or abandonment, can open up a new world in which you find out what you truly regard as important.  We can use the distinction of these words in our minds to gain insight about ourselves and begin the process of the natural reorganization that quite naturally follows with the understanding of how we have allowed the word value to be hijacked.  The value of human life is replaced by the Regard of human life.   This usage presents quite a different perspective on the subject.


My view is that it is blasphemous, heretical, bigoted, Malthusian and downright animalistic to look upon the world strictly from the confines of value measured based language referring solely to the pecuniary enumeration or worth of anything spiritual.  Jesus cleared the temple of the Money Changers with a rope he corded into knots as he angrily scoured the temple from the blight of VALUE.  How can one even say spiritual values unless one has no Regard for the sacred or spiritual?  


This time of the year can be a precarious time for many people who do not know what to abandon.   How we use the Life that is given to us is important.  We should teach each other to not abandon hope especially where we have reached the limits of what our faith can truly sustain. We need to feed hope with knowledge and where knowledge is not available, or evidence of love to sustain the motivation and movement of ones life, we must use hope in a truthful fashion to carry the weight of our pain until we are graced by the Life Power’s revelation of direction and  knowledge unto us.  We need to learn what to regard.


If we abandon the pseudo use of the word value we are then in a position to regard and behold the beauty and emptiness that is an inherent signature of Christmas itself, in a fascinatingly new Light    a real Light, a Limitless Light, not fire or derived light that the senses create.  It is this time of the year that I hold in deep regard instead of value, where I grip the safety net of hope to shed its light on how fortunate I continue to be in my recovery since the “beer I had with death”.  I remain ever hopeful that my attempts to point a finger at the moon at the darkest hour of the Christmas night and move my hand through the sea of flashing stars twinkling as dew drops on the petal of a rose struck by a beam of light against the thick dark seeming emptiness yet strange clarity of the night sky will invoke some regard for those who read this as to the sacredness of this particular holiday event. 


There is almost a sense of holy responsibility for the written word at this time of year that beckons a demanding requirement of buoyancy, it is almost as if the Word itself emerges from deep within the dancing light which was founded upon the inexpressible darkness and languish of the emptiness.  There appears to be something within our consciousness that holds Who and What we are in greater regard than we do ourselves or than we may be capable of; a herald sent forth from that which gave birth and life to our very non physical existence.  I think this goes far beyond the agency of conscience, although conscience can be its agency, even lack of conscience. 


This herald harkens us to abandon our meaningless ways that hold value only to those shallow individuals who define their world by money, power and materialism.  I hold it high in regard to be burned in the fire and touch of true Love than to be drowned in a sea of values that proffer prostitution by sensual gratification and fear.  We need to abandon being held hostage to fear and so called values and reinstate what we regard as important in our lives. I ever remain hopeful that my words will hold enough of anybody’s attention so that they may capture a glimpse of the flaming brilliance of Life dancing as Light. 


As we continue our search for genuine fulfillment in the vast corners of the human heart where very few journey to even look, we will find a doorway called Hope, where we may then watch the fire of Love dance within the space of emptiness and come to understand that without the emptiness, we may never find or embrace that Love which burns and shines brightly—flaming in that darkest corner of the human heart where very few summon the necessary courage to even venture.


Merry Christmas,

Rev. David Strickler, Ph.D.

Qabalistic Teacher & Minister

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