Parkland, Florida – My Perspective

My perspective as a Wise Elder and Writer

This incident of violence in our educational system, I believe, reveals more than just the problem of gun violence.

Our society has many contradictions and social problems.  In the 60’s we all looked at these and came up with some novel solutions, like Civil Rights legislation.  Love was something that one manifested in their actions in society.  I remember seeing some posters called “Listen Christian” posters that helped move the church into more social action; it catalyzed love in compassionate action.

Love in the 70’s seemed to become ‘turned in’ to be with only your partner or your immediate family.  My perspective, however, is that additionally we need compassionate, conscious structural love in business, in government, in education, and in all aspects of our society.  This may seem overly idealistic, but I think it is possible if we create a new mindset.  Right now, socially, our society seems to be divided on what actions to take; we aren’t functioning as a United country.

Love in a Minor Key

Inner Child

(A song about caring for the young voices and lives of our future.)

I share my heartfelt grief with this song I wrote

 after the Columbine school tragedy about 20 years ago.

This tragedy continues to unfold still; –

no pictures, just words.

 The pictures on the news – are tragic and sad.

All those young people – all laying there dead.

Emotions well hidden – except to show hate.

Two people in illusion struck out on that day.


Love, where are you going?

Love, where have you been?

Do you have a song to play

for all these young friends?


And where’s education

bureaucratically amuck?

Have these lives uncovered

the blind spots where you’re stuck?

You’re now calculating the terrible cost,

all the emotion and all of the loss.

So what is the lesson, the lesson to heed?

What is the lesson? – What is the need?


Now, where is the healing? – Where has love gone?

As we all feel the bleeding, is there a new dawn?

And the song that is playing – is playing for thee.

The melody playing – is love in a minor key.


Now, love’s full of passion, but love’s full of care.

And love’s full of healing – when love is there.

And the song that is playing – is playing for thee.

The melody playing – is love in a minor key.



And the song that is playing – is playing for thee.

The melody playing – is love in a minor key.

Richard Evan MacKay

The Power of Intention

Vision Board - 2018

It was New Year’s Eve day, and the temperature had dropped significantly below freezing. I was driving to go for a walk at my pond and then pick up some food. Halfway there, my car began overheating. It soon got up to hot on the gauge as I was trying to get to AutoZone to see if they could assess the problem and maybe give me some antifreeze. My car started steaming, so I had to pull over in the parking lot of the Blue Plate Café on Governors, the main road. I called my road service and they got me down to AutoZone. They happened to be open, but could not help me. So I got a friend to help me get my car over to my auto repair shop, which was about ¼ mile away.

I left the car there for when they would come back to work on January 2. On Wednesday, my mechanic called and said that the radiator had cracked and needed to be replaced. He explained that the car was old, so the radiator had just worn out in the cold. When a well-intentioned friend called him the next day, she told me the mechanic had informed her there might be possible trouble with the engine. She sounded glum and talked about the prospect of not getting my car back. I just told her I will set an intention for the best possible outcome. I did not talk to my mechanic until the next day, and had a fitful sleep recalling what my friend had said. I, however, had this voice inside that said,” It will be OK, tomorrow.”

The next morning I decided to follow my inner council and trust implicitly my power of intention; I listened to an Intention Meditation, and visualized the positive outcome I wanted and what my inner voice had counseled me. At about 8:30 AM I called my mechanic. His first words were, “They’re out there test driving your car now. You can come and pick it up.” I felt a surge of elation and victory, and I called another friend to take me to the shop.

Trusting my power of Intention, I thought what an illustration of my picking up and trusting my power of intention in these conditions, not listening to outer voices and conditions, but listening to my interior spirit.

The Duck walking on Water

That afternoon I finally went out for a walk at the pond, and amazingly most of the pond was frozen over with a thin sheet of ice. There was, however, a small section of the pond where the water was not frozen, and there was a group of ducks swimming in that area. All of a sudden I spotted one duck that seemed to be walking on the water right where the others were swimming. I thought, “Boy the Spirit is out here at the pond today.” There surely are a lot of mysteries and beauty on and around this pond where I go for meditation. Manifesting this intention in so dramatic a way has also been a mystery to me. I stood there in wonder and profound gratitude.

Look what I can do!

Little Girl

I was walking along the Greenway near a street named Mira Vista, and there was this little girl about maybe three or four years old on a small pink bike with training wheels coming toward me. Her father was some distance back. She started picking up speed as she approached and shouted gleefully, “Look what I can do!”

Wow, this sentence stayed in my heart. Life is full of the expected and then the really unexpected. She was facing the challenge of riding a bike and feeling very proud of herself for doing it. She didn’t say to herself, “Well, I’m not that good yet. “or “I hope I don’t fail.” She was in the moment, lavishing the victory, and telling her dad and the world, “Look what I can do!”

Every time I don’t acknowledge myself and my actions in going toward what I love or I have one of these critical voice self-criticisms of my own actions, I will remember her and her joy, and say to myself, “Look what I can do!”

Pastel Shades of Blue

ballet dancer

Pastel shades of blue
painted on the panorama ‘fore my eyes
Oh, Magenta, red, and aqua rainbows
fill the sky just like some rhyme –

Am I dreaming songs of love?
Am I always wondering why?
Is it truth or is it passion
that fills my heart and overflows my mind?

Open now and hope forever,
My heart is on the line:
a deeper shade of color,
and this dancer spinning to some unknown time –

I can be this heart within
and I do answer for my own time
as the poet lives within these wings
and this dancer with the mystery unwinds–



Sometimes these absences
of intimacy, of friendship,
of support,
burn in my Heart
like the flame of a candle.

And my soul reaches out
in reply, saying
“There is love.”
Be at Peace. Be Grateful.

“Often people’s identities, that wild inner complexity of soul and color of spirit, become shrunken into their work identities.  They become prisoners of their roles.  They limit and reduce their lives.  They become seduced by the practice of self-absence”.

John O’Donohue – Anam Cara