A Friendly Universe…



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AMONG OTHER GEMS OF WISDOM, Einstein has been quoted as saying, ‘that the most important decision we can make is whether we believe we live in a friendly or a hostile universe’. I’m guessing he was also saying that whichever one we believe in is where we will focus not only our attention but our resources. In other words if I believe the universe is hostile, then I must create measures to protect myself (think: guns, walls, armor). If I believe the universe is friendly, then I must come to the table of life with an open heart, perhaps even an outstretched hand.

Personally I vote for the friendly universe. I can’t picture any other reason for hanging around:  The hostile universe having been done a zillion times over and truly (if one were being cosmically honest), boring beyond belief (an interesting turn of words, I realize).

But here’s the trick. And it’s especially true if the choice is new. Just because I choose to view the universe as friendly does not mean that the buggy-boos of the hostile one won’t come to my door to taunt me. To see how serious I am about the world of friendly. To even say, ‘hello hello, won’t you come and play my game – after all, it’s the only one in town’.  Well it’s not.

And yes, I have walked through the world that is hostile. I’ve experienced its fear. I know what it feels like. I’ve been challenged by it. And I know how hard, when in its midst, it can be to see and feel anything else. When it feels like your heart is being torn apart and everything you hold dear is being cast to the wind.

But it is precisely then that we must turn our attention to a universe of love, if that is what we truly want and believe in. We must be courageous in our knowing, daring in our awareness, and constant in our vision of a world, and yes a universe, that is in harmony and balance with itself and with all else. We must turn to the harmony within and let its light cast a glow of love within ourselves and then outward into the world – our world – until the mist and the buggy-boos of the hostile dissolve.  And they will – no matter how real they appear to be – if we hold to the love long enough to strength its chords and allow its music to ring forth.

John Lennon, Imagine

So if you vote for a friendly universe (and this by the way is a good time to make a choice if you haven’t already) – think harmony – think love – think balance – think peace – think it NOW – see it everywhere (yes, even through and beyond that hostile mist) and then feel it as though it were the most delicious wondrous experience of your life, until lo and behold you discover it has become your life, and your world.

AND REMEMBER, ultimately we are all stardust dancing in the winds of the Eternal – the Heart of Love.  Everything else is an illusion.


Stay strong and friendly Canada.  It’s who you are.maple leaf

A bit more poetry coming your way…

??????????????Whether it be sunlight

dancing on a blade of grass,

Or a lover’s smile

radiating throughout a room,

A single dewdrop

lingering on a tropical leaf,

Or a torrential downpour

soaking all within its reach,

Whether dusk or dawn,

spring or fall,

a starlit night,

or a blazing summer’s day –

I am haunted

by beauty.

Aliana Alani (c)2013

This is a Call to Imagine

FOR SOME PEOPLE, 2012 is a year of monumental possibilities, a time when things truly change and humanity reaches for the stars of its own heart, ushering in a new way of being and a harmonious life for us all. For others, it’s a walk in the park, business as usual, the status quo. There are those who consider it all a roll of the dice no matter which way you look, and then there are the rest who aren’t really thinking of it at all.

LIKE IT SAYS in John Lennon’s amazing song, Imagine – I’m a dreamer. And I’m not the only one.


CREATORS, storytellers, artists, doctors, educators, lawyers, tribal elders, one and all – whatever your role may be, this call is for you. We stand at the precipice of possibility. It’s time to tip the scales. To do so requires focus, daring, passion, and most of all, love. It requires imagining.

SO WHAT IS YOUR IMAGE of our world? What is its story? Where do you want us to be?

I CARRY WITHIN a remembering, a heart song like a beacon that won’t let go. It speaks of a time of harmony, beauty and love. A time of abundance, serenity and joy.  Being a remembering, you could say that it speaks of a time past, but I know it also speaks of a time that is coming into being, here and now.

SUCH A TIME requires our active participation. To decide, once and for all, that this is the way we want it to be and in it is where we intend to live. It asks us to dive deep into the ocean of love, to shed the skins of yesterday and be born anew. It calls on us to script the story, frame by frame; to vividly colour it with expectation and delight, and daily sing it into being.

YES, OUR WORLD APPEARS fraught with escalating chaos and destruction. Old ways of being are crumbling and with them comes wave after wave of anxiety, doubt and fear. I know that world, I’ve walked it, and I know how devastating it can feel.  How hard it can seem to step out of the mire and reclaim the power and light of who you truly are. But the truth is it is only one picture, one story.

SO DREAM THE NEW DREAM, you dreamers of our world. Hold its picture in your mind and heart. Write about it. Paint it. Make a video. Put it on YouTube. Share it with your friends. Encourage others to do the same. Listen to their picture of what it looks like and find the common ground. Celebrate your dreaming into being. Celebrate it now.

REMEMBER, whether you see yourself on a Polynesian island, midst a pine-filled forest, an amazing city, surfing a wave in Bali, a vineyard in the Mediterranean, a boat in the tropics, in the land of OZ, or where you are right now, it’s about harmony, beauty and love. And it’s about us all getting along, finally.


If this resonates with you, if it touches your heart, pass it along to as many people as you can think of.  Aloha, and may we meet in the world of radiance; our version of Shangri-la.