So I’ve been watching this whole drama unfold around the COVID-19 issue and it looks to me like an opportunist grab for power by technocrats. A lot of people are suffering both illness and economic disaster while those holding the reins steer us over an Orwellian cliff. it has brought to my thinking that at some point I may have to choose to go against the grain. Again. Oh well...
Sunday, April 12, 2020
My Refrigerator
So I’ve been watching this whole drama unfold around the COVID-19 issue and it looks to me like an opportunist grab for power by technocrats. A lot of people are suffering both illness and economic disaster while those holding the reins steer us over an Orwellian cliff. it has brought to my thinking that at some point I may have to choose to go against the grain. Again. Oh well...
Thursday, April 9, 2020
Observe, Examine, Investigate
Friday, December 28, 2012
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Waking Up Hurts
But does the truth care about my beliefs about it? No. Do my ideas affect the truth? No.
Eat the Real, Live the Territory.
There is only one Reality, not two. The One became the “two”. Still, no “objects” actually exist, only Consciousness Exists. You are That, showing up like a Fish in the Ocean.
Friday, October 12, 2012
Thursday, October 11, 2012
WAKE UP!
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
LOVE and NON-COMPLIANCE Will Dissolve the New World Order
You have been under hypnosis, dreaming, unawake. Now is the time to remember the Truth of You, not the story you have been told. Have the courage to stand together as One and be Free.
http://thecrowhouse.com/ftnwo.html
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Just JUMP!
~ Jed Mckenna
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I still couldn’t say my gratitude.
~ Rumi
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~ Jed McKenna
Friday, September 23, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Silence Is All I Can Say
Rumi speaks:
Listen to presences inside poems,
Let them take you where they will.
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Silence is the root of everything.
If you spiral into its void,
a hundred voices will thunder
messages you long to hear.
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Heart is the one who calls.
The sound of Heart echoes
on the mountain of body.
O the one who hangs on sound,
Be silent.
Instead, embrace the place
from whence sound comes.
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The silence that Love would tell to Love,
That would be a narration
Which would feed the Soul
And have no end.
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Be silent. That Heart speaks
without tongue or lips.
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We listen to words
so we can silently
reach into the other.
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“Keep silence,” be mute;
if you have not yet become
the tongue of God,
be an ear.
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You..You...You...& Me too...
Why is there always music in this house?
Ask the owner.
Idols inside the Kaaba?
Beloved's light in a pagan temple?
Here is a treasure this world could not contain.
The house and its landlord
are all pretext and play.
Hands off this house, this talisman.
Don't argue with the landlord;
he's drunk every night.
The dirt and garbage are musk and rose.
The roof and door are music and verse.
In short, whoever finds this house,
is ruler of the world, Solomon of his time.
Look down, Lord, from the roof;
bless us with your glance.
I swear, since seeing Your face,
the whole world is a fraud and fantasy.
The garden is bewildered as to what is leaf
or blossom. The distracted birds
can't distinguish the birdseed from the snare.
A house of love with no limits,
a presence more beautiful than venus or the moon,
a beauty whose image fills the mirror of the heart.
Zulaikha's female friends,
beside themselves in Joseph's presence, sliced their wrists.
Maybe a curl of his hair brushed their hearts.
Come in. The Beloved is here. We are all drunk.
No one notices who enters or leaves.
Don't sit outside the door in the dark, wondering.
Those drunk with Beloved,
even if they are a thousand, live as One.
But drunk with lust, even one is double.
Enter the thicket of lions unafraid of any wounds.
The shadows you fear are just a child's fantasy.
There is no wound and nothing to be wounded;
all is mercy and love.
But you build up thought
like a massive wooden door.
Set fire to the wood.
Silence the noise of the heart.
Hold your harmful tongue.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Be Silent
Sit quietly and listen for a voice that says, 'Be more silent.'
~ Rumi
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~ Jean Klein
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Student: How did I end up with this role?
Master: No one else wanted it.
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~ Ram Dass
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I wish I could show you,
when you are lonely or in darkness,
the astonishing Light of your own Being.
~ Hafiz
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When I was the stream, when I was the
forest, when I was still the field,
when I was every hoof, foot
fin and wing, when I
was the sky
itself,
no one ever asked me did I have a purpose, no one ever
wondered was there anything I might need,
for there was nothing
I could not
love
It was when I left all we once where that
the agony began, the fear and questions came,
and I wept, I wept, And tears
I had never known
before.
So I returned to the river, I returned to
the mountains. I asked for their hand in marriage again,
I begged – I begged to wed every object
and creature,
and when they accepted,
God was ever present in my arms.
And he did not say,
'where have you
been?'
for then I knew my soul – every soul -
has always held him.
~ Meister Eckhart
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Walking Out the Door
This is happening to me now. People are writing and speaking to me as if they know me. They don't. I wonder who they think I am. I wonder who they're speaking to. I wonder why they aren't more present with themselves, and me.
It is quite common, isn't it, to assume that we know people, because their name and face and voice are familiar. But we have to be careful, because something may have happened in their hypocenter, the place where earthquakes start. Without our noticing, their entire identity, history, and being may have shifted so suddenly and totally as to make them a new person. Not the old person with new ideas, experiences, and beliefs, but a new person, one we've never met. This can happen to anyone, to all of us. It's often why we undertake personal and spiritual growth work - to become something utterly new.
If we are to serve and support each other in our growth, change and transformation, then we must approach each other with care, especially those closest to us, those we think we know. If we are not careful, our knowing will create a prison for them and us.
Can we approach each other with this level of care, being willing to both know and not know, suspending easy and habitual projections, in order that we may all truly have the opportunity to grow, change, and transform?
Whatever the answer to this question may be, we each ought to be true to who we are, who we've become, who we're becoming. You know as well as I do what it feels like to pretend to be someone you're not, to accept and cooperate with the projections of others. It makes you feel sick, doesn't it? Self-betrayal leaves a bitter taste in one's mouth.
I love Rainer Maria Rilke's poem, "Sometimes a Man":
and walks outdoors, and keeps on walking,
because of a church that stands somewhere in the East.
And his children say blessings on him as if he were dead.
And another man, who remains inside his own house,
dies there, inside the dishes and in the glasses,
so that his children have to go far out into the world
toward that same church, which he forgot.
On August 7, 1974, Philippe Petit, the French high-wire artist, walked across a wire he had strung between the two World Trade Center towers. He was on that wire, a quarter mile above ground, for 45 minutes. It was such a catastrophic enterprise, so beyond imagining, a feat of such daring that he walked from one life to another. When he was finished, he left his past. No one could follow him. He had become someone else on that wire.
I wonder what might happen if we were to truly let go of the self we were, and let go of the images we hold of others? I wonder what might happen if we stood up at supper, or breakfast, and walked out the door. I wonder what might happen in 45 minutes, a quarter mile above ground, with nothing but self-surrender to steady us and keep us safe, if never the same.
~ Robert Rabbin
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Jean Klein: The Seeker IS the Sought
Jean Klein: Yes, it was a total switch-over from the residual conditioned state to the unconditioned state. Awareness expanded completely and I felt myself in globality.
Student: Had this ever happened before?
Jean Klein: No. There had been glimpses, but this was more than a glimpse. There was no going back. I had found my real ground.
Student: Did you know in the moment that it would be permanent or did you discover this in the days that followed?
Jean Klein: Because of the quality of the switch-over there was no doubt that I could be taken again by duality, and this was confirmed in the days and weeks that followed. I felt a rectification in my body and in my brain, as if all the parts had found their right place, their most comfortable position. I saw all events spontaneously appearing in the non-state, in my total Absence, real Presence.
Student: Could you say what were the exact conditions, physical and mental, before this moment?
Jean Klein: There had been, for two years, a retreat of all the energy commonly used in becoming, so that when some birds crossed my horizon, instead of becoming lost in them, they were lost in me and I found myself in awareness free from all objects. This time, what I admired, the birds, dissolved in my admiring, in Presence. And admiring dissolved in the Admired. Before the birds appeared, I had been in a profound and prolonged state of being open to openness. Now I found myself AS the openness, identical with the openness. Openness was my being. There was no more duality.
Student: Was there any other difference between this time and other times when you had looked at birds?
Jean Klein: Before, there was a looker looking at something. This was a moment when there was simply looking without a looker. Previously, it had been my nature to live in pure perception with objects, not living in the divided mind. I had for a long time ignored the arising of all qualifications.
Student: Ignored?
Jean Klein: It belongs to the traditional approach, and so that of my teacher, never to refuse or indulge in the coming up of qualifications, but simply to ignore, and eventually forget about them. neither to look for freedom nor avoid non-freedom. The mind simply ceased to play a role except in a purely functional way.
Student: How is life different now?
Jean Klein: There is no more identification with time and space, body, senses, and mind. All events simply happen in awareness.
Student: Did your relationships change?
Jean Klein: There was no more relationship. As there's no longer an "I", there is not another.
Student: Can this non-dual state be described at all?
Jean Klein: It is love where the mind is dissolved in love. The seeker IS the sought, and is always so very, very near.
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True detachment comes when things leave us of themselves. And they leave us as soon as we have really understood that they never keep their promises.
~ Jean Klein
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The natural state of the relaxed brain is multidimensional attention. It does not need viewpoints, data, opinions, memory to be alert. When all the directions cease, an organic, non-directed watchfulness remain.
This is the threshold of "I am."
~ Jean Klein
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"Taking oneself to be a person is a habit just like any other. It is the desire to be distinct from one's surroundings, different from others. The person exists when it is formulated as a thought, so we can see that it is nothing but a memory. Repetition gives it a hold, a locality in which to situate itself."
~ Jean Klein
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"Where there's an ego there is purpose. And when there is no sense of "I" there is no purpose. Life is purposeless. There's only beauty in living in the eternal. If you believe you are the individual "I" you are isolated from your surroundings, and this isolation brings feelings of insecurity, fear and anxiety. Then you look for goals. You worry and anticipate. Life doesn't need a reason to be. That is it's beauty."
~ Jean Klein
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"What any desire really aims at, is a state of non-desire. This non-desire is a state in which we demand absolutely nothing. Thus it is a state of extreme abundance, fullness."
~ Jean Klein
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
What Is It All About? -- by Swami Beyondananda
In this dogma-eat-dogma world where fear is fueled by terrorism – not to mention anti-terrorism – I say it’s time to declare all out peace. Those of us who’ve been developing inner peace all these years, time to let it all out. Time to affirm everyone’s right to bear arms – provided those arms are used for hugging. Instead of giving in to “fear gnomes” – those little gnomes of gnawing fear that have been injected into the body politic – let’s get right to the heart of the matter.
Let's declare an emerge 'n see. Time to emerge from beliefs that no longer serve us and see how we humans have been tricked into behaving foolishly. Time to emerge 'n see beyond the dueling dualities to find solutions bigger than the problem. Time to emerge n' see there's no escape. God has us surrounded. Might as well surrender. We are all part of the inescapable Oneness.
One Spirit, many paths. One Planet, great diversity. One humanity, each of us totally unique ... just like everyone else.
I have often said that if we keep doing what we've always done, we will only get what we've always gotten. It stands to reason that if we try doing something new, we increase our chances of getting different results. So while it makes no sense to take up arms against warfare, it makes all the sense in the world to lift up arms and embrace anything that nourishes peace.
Now in this shrinking world that could definitely use a good shrink, it is understandable to look upward in hopes of the Messiah. But I say, we need to look at each other instead, and face the truth that we are looking the Messiah in the face. We have met the Savior and he is us! Here are all these children of God praying for Jesus to intervene, but we cannot expect to be fed intravenously forever. Time for children of God to grow up, for Goodness sake, and become adults of God instead. It turns out both the creationists and the evolutionists are right. The Creator created us to evolve in consciousness. Otherwise Jesus would have said, "Now, don't do a thing until I return."
I have a dream, so allow me to tell a vision. Each year at Passover, the Jewish people affirm the possibility of the Messiah: "Next year in Jerusalem." Next year always comes, and the Messiah never seems to come with it. Maybe it's time to make a break with the past and actually act as if the Messiah is already here. You know, fake it till you make it. So put it on your calendars. Next year let's celebrate Past Over in Jerusalem, and declare that the past is over and a new day has begun.
Hold this vision with me please: Leaders of the Christian, Jewish and Muslim faiths together in celebration – doing the Hokey Pokey. They put their whole selves in ... that is commitment. They pull their whole selves out ... that is detachment. They turn themselves around ... that is transformation. And that's what it's all about!
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Monday, February 28, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Zeitgeist: Moving Forward
Awaken from your slumber, friends...
Open your eyes!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Of Black Hats, White Hats, and Mad Hatters
Excuse me while I slip outta this old paradigm and into something more comfortable.
The first law of wingwalking is: Never leave hold of one branch before taking hold of another. I now declare the first law of wingwalking null and void.
Again, the first law of paradigm shifts, as Thomas Kuhn suggests in The Structure of Scientific Revolutions (or did he not suggest it and I just made it up?), is to allow cognitive dissonance to build until the old paradigm breaks under the weight of it, revealing the new.
I now declare the first law of paradigm shift as having itself been superseded. No new paradigm is visible; none has emerged; I look for none to emerge. We are the new paradigm.
Here I am, left without a dime, a paradigm or even a plugged nickel. Just as we cannot take anything with us into the afterlife, so we also cannot take anything of the old into the new world we face today, brave or otherwise. But I can laugh!
As a sovereign citizen of Planet Earth and a conscious co-creator, I let go of the branch called the old paradigm without having a hold on anything else. I know not truth or space. I am truth and space.
The new paradigm is to have no new paradigm – not if it’s conceptual, explanatory, a belief or a framework. It’s none of these.
Conceptual framework is superseded. Belief system is abandoned. Explanations have become outmoded..”
The new paradigm can only be lived and I can only describe it, dropping all pretense to “knowledge” and “explanation
Nothing I knew before can explain anything I will meet hereafter.
Wittgenstein said, “whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.” But he then stepped away from the mystery and entered an everyday world of which he doubtless felt he could speak. I face an everyday world that is rapidly becoming the mystery itself, whereof I cannot speak.
Ah, but my suffering is illusory! Goodbye to all that. I gladly take up the challenge.
Mad hatter, indeed!
Let novelty reign! The old strangeness is dead! Long live the new strangeness!
~ Steve Beckow - The 2012 Scenario