I thought I was free — so many times. Freedom sang louder with each shift in my ability to be with life as it is. I can’t remember how many times I said, “Wow! So, this is IT!!? How hilarious that seems now. There is no end to the loudness, no decibel level that says, …
Category Archives: Death
Voldemort or Harry?
It seems like a no-brainer question. Voldemort or Harry? Katniss or Snow? Luke or Palpatine? Robin or the sheriff? Who roots for the bad guy? I used to think choosing the good guy was obvious. I’m not sure anymore. A lot of Americans are choosing, to my understanding at least, the villain in the piece. …
Rome is Burning
I’ve been feeling into this for a few days now. Well, actually this one’s been around a long time in different forms. I quit asking for answers to it in meditation because I heard the same answer time and time again. Can’t say I liked it. Many of you know I have written about this …
And a New Religion is Born …
It’s innocent in the moment it happens but after that all bets are off. I was sitting on my black leather couch. It’s Sophie’s now. She’s claimed it. It has a hole or two, a weathered seat from all the dogs that came before. That afternoon I was meditating, listening to Rupert Spira. I liked …
Right Back Here Again
We pack up their lunch, make sure they have their gym clothes and books, and bundle them into the car or out to the bus stop, take a deep breath and begin our day. School’s kind of a free period for parenting, or at least for a lot of parents. Do kids think about yesterday’s …
Only So Much Sand
I am going to die. If not today, next week, next month, in a few years. Time speeds by and I have no time to give to things that do not bring me joy anymore, nor time to give to things that don’t magnetically pull me into them. Life’s flow is good enough. I don’t …
Both / And
The writing that comes through me is puzzling at times. If feels like it is all over the board — definitely not a linear progression. Would be so much cleaner if it was. I used to watch the ones who claimed to have found it and observing their calm presence, wanted to cross that finish …
It Is Said the Gods Envy Man
It Is Said the Gods Envy Man … If you knew without doubt who you really are, that you are magnificent beyond your capacity to imagine, are this which is never born and will never die, that you are not you but This that Is, how would that change your experience as a mortal? Knowing, …
Holding On
Holding On You never know how much you are holding onto until life removes what you were holding onto. Seems strange doesn’t it? When Kenny died, when life removed the beautiful man I was holding onto, I was stuck by how much I was holding onto his life, how I clung to hopes for a …
Center Stage
The idea that I am not, God Alone Is, used to leave me both free and a bit depressed. The depressed mind, that snippet of mind that still clung to individuality, realized that while it was good news and let me off the hook entirely, also interpreted that to mean I would dissolve into the …
WHO ARE YOU? Who cares? Who are you anyway? Thoughts don’t think. Emotions don’t feel. Sensations don’t hurt, don’t heal. Who hurts?Who suffers?Who believes anything? Isn’t it simply another thought that says, I thought that? Isn’t it just one more thought that takes an emotion and makes it into something other than a passing fancy …
God and the Dark One
Rand: I’m going to kill the Dark One. I’m not just going to seal up the Dark One, I’m going to end him. Moiraine: The dark one is beyond killing.Rand: I think I can do it …Moiraine: The Dark One is part of the Wheel.Rand: No. The Dark One is outside the Pattern, not part of …
The Meaning of Life
What are we here to learn? Or, are we here to learn anything? There seem to be as many different versions as there are people. Another way to word this is, “What is the meaning of life?” I’ve always gravitated towards to the big mysteries of life locked away just out of sight: free will …
Powerful or Powerless?
We don’t easily accept the reality of no free will. I’ve always known it was true although I didn’t quite understand how it could be. Observing my life, it sure looked like I had it, at the very least on occasion, but something within kept saying no even to that compromise. The idea of no …
Expectation
Expectation is powerful. It is beyond anything I had realized and I had discovered most of its secrets. From this locus of experiencing, it is awe-fully awful-ly important, one of the deeply misunderstood enigmas of Life. Expectation is sneaky. Even when I get that the separate self is a lie, that it has never truly …
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