My Declaration of Independence

No flag, nor country; no dogma, nor church commands my fealty. My only allegiance is to the great, ineffable source of all that is. I am not patriotic. I am an Earthling. The entire Earth is my home.  I am not bound by tribalism, nationalism, racism, sexism or secularism. I see all human beings as members of the same family. We are all Earthlings. We breathe the same air, travel around the same star and share the same genetic code.

I am free of the mind numbing addictions of postmodern consumerist society, the soul-sucking ideologies of church and state and from the fear-based pathologies promulgated by the psychopaths who wage war on all that is sacred.

I do not need, nor want, a guru, priest, pope, ayatollah, rabbi, preacher or proselytizer to set my moral compass. Love is my credo. The same infinite consciousness that creates, sustains and enlivens the universe resides in me and is my only guide.  My sole fealty is to the set of ideals I hold.

I am a fully functional adult human being; and, as such, am responsible for my own thoughts, emotions and actions. My inner child does not need healing or coddling. I am a spiritual warrior and I am proud of my many scars. They offer testament to my willingness to play full out.

I chose to be here now and I live my self-assigned purpose to revere, to relish and to contribute. I am an integral part of all that is; and do not need anything or anyone to complete me. I am already whole.

I do not follow any paved highway girded by directional signs. I forge my own path. I enjoy my journey. It is a great adventure. I am filled with wonder at, and gratitude for, the unfolding universe I inhabit.

I know who I am; and when I look intently and honestly in the mirror, my most deeply felt response is a wry amusement. I am a beach bum who strolls down the sands of time on the beach at the edge of the infinite cosmic ocean.

And now, with that declaration made, I am going to find a beach bar, drink a cold beer and watch the waves rolling up on my beach while soaking up the glorious shining light of my nearest star.

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About Leslie Fieger

Author of several books including The DELFIN Trilogy, Your Prosperity Paradigm, The Master Key, Alexandra's DragonFire and Awakenings. Speaker; Meme Therapist and Professional Beach Bum
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2 Responses to My Declaration of Independence

  1. Peter says:

    yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    Echoes (Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour) 23:27

    Overhead the albatross
    Hangs motionless upon the air
    And deep beneath the rolling waves
    In labyrinths of coral caves
    An echo of a distant time
    Comes willowing across the sand
    And everything is green and submarine.

    And no one called us to the land
    And no one knows the where’s or why’s.
    Something stirs and something tries
    Starts to climb toward the light.

    Strangers passing in the street
    By chance two separate glances meet
    And I am you and what I see is me.
    And do I take you by the hand
    And lead you through the land
    And help me understand
    The best I can.

    And no one called us to the land
    And no one crosses there alive.
    No one speaks and no one tries
    No one flies around the sun….

    Almost everyday you fall
    Upon my waking eyes,
    Inviting and inciting me
    To rise.
    And through the window in the wall
    Come streaming in on sunlight wings
    A million bright ambassadors of morning.

    And no one sings me lullabyes
    And no one makes me close my eyes
    So I throw the windows wide
    And call to you across the sky….

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