By The Seat Of The Soul's Pants Poem by Robert Ronnow

To presume to write to someone about courage
and not complaining, don't importune or make dying
      people cry.
I've always said Leave me alone with autumn.
Don't stand around my bed, I won't be in it.

Over 7 years after he died, I finally looked
through my father's papers. Couple of unclaimed
      insurance policies,
savings bonds, our genealogy and on graph paper in an
      engineer's
block lettering quotations from The Seat of the Soul.

Reincarnation and karma are the chicken soup of the
      soul,
the after life is the reward for our colossal imperfections.
Along with banking instructions, he'd underlined
this: Your soul is immortal. It exists

outside of time. It has no beginning and no end.
Every time you ask for guidance you receive it.
If we are not at home in the world, contributing purpose,
we lose our desire to stay here - and we die.

The physical world is an unaccountable given in which
      we unaccountably
find ourselves and which we strive to dominate to
      survive
or it is a learning environment created jointly by the souls
      that share it
and everything that occurs within it serves our learning.

Sin is activity directed toward self rather than toward
      service
to others. Sickness is sin. Almost any condition can be
      corrected.
You are part of God, therefore, think in a godly manner.
If you cannot accept this, forget it all. Do not even begin.

The first act of free will: How do I wish to learn?
If we participate in the cause, it is impossible not to
      participate in the effect.
We shall come to honor all of life sooner or later.
Until you become aware of the effects of your anger,
      you will continue to be an angry person.

Walking is the most commonly suggested exercise. Also,
      breathing.
'Thy will be done.' Concentrate on that!
These expressions of certainty, conjectures and guesses
were inscribed by him in block letters on graph paper.



- with lines by Gary Zukav and William A. McGarey