Category Archives: non-duality

Is Life Really a Pretty Nifty Kaleidoscope?

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Having written about life as a kaleidoscope before, I had merely seen it as a great metaphor, not the actuality. Last night, as I settled into meditation after reading a great novel, I noticed the depth and breadth of it. A kaleidoscope holds all the pieces within. The chamber is turned, shifting the pieces, determining …

The Real Deal … We Want It; We Fear It

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I was watching a program on television today and found myself smiling, appreciating the writers of the show. It was really well written, evoking smiles and compassion, love, and the simplicity of being part of a chosen family, one that chooses you back. What’s humorous, is that it wasn’t a feel-good series. It was a …

The Promise

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When Kenny was ill, we had a joke. He used to say, “Where would I go? There’s only here. There’s only now.” I’d look at him, and his precocious grin, and smile back.

Stay and Play, or Run

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“Why are you unhappy? Because 99.9 percent of everything you think, and of everything you do, is for yourself—and there isn’t one.” ― Wei Wu Wei   You want to be happy, to not feel foolish, to feel included and loved. It is only natural to feel that way. What isn’t organic is not feeling what …

The Rope and the Snake

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I responded to a dear friend who asked a question about the messy human experience and how I experience it. After I wrote my response it seemed it might be worthwhile sharing with a few edits. When the dream is known to be a dream — think of the rope and snake analogy* (see below) …

You Already Know

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I’m going to tell you something you don’t want to hear. You already know it, but many of you have yet to fully accept it. Life isn’t fair. It will never be all roses and no thorns. Some people will appear to win in spite of seeming unworthy of any good fortune. Others will appear …

Emphasis

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Emphasis is divine, as is the entirety of this dance. Often, it seems like all mystics teachers gurus no-it-alls contradict themselves, or at least the ones we are currently paying attention to. It can drive one crazy. They point to the expressionless and leave the expression — you and me, the bloody squirming writhing human …

Origami Swan

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Or so it was for me … Energetically, I had mastered the trick of folding my body in upon itself and wasn’t aware of my mastery. It happens at the energetic level even if it doesn’t manifest in the physical appearance. I folded myself up, tipping the crown chakra energy down towards my little Buddha …

Heart Portal

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It’s confusing for the seeker. There is only absolute awareness. All the great gurus point to that truth, therefore it must be so. As awareness there is no goal, but in this goallessness of the spiritual world, awareness itself unwittingly becomes the goal, the certainty within uncertainty, the known at the heart of unknowing and …

Life’s Masterpiece

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I just had another heart event. And no, it wasn’t a blissful heart opening or spiritual breakthrough. My pacemaker-defibrillator came right up to the point of zapping me, but it seems the device was able to pace me out of v-tach without setting off its intense and deeply appreciated, but not at all enjoyed, companion. …

… Killed the Cat

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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, …

Irreconcilable

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Bastards in one storyline; heroes in another, lost in the first; awakened in its inverse. Same person. Same event. As a friend used to say, same, same, just different. Irreconcilable to one who labels themselves or others, who believes in a self and others, at all. As soon as one comes into being, the other …

It’s Both

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Life is a wondrous adventure, a daring escapade, the preciousness of a seemingly separate being, struggling for connectedness amid the vacillating yet compelling uncertainty of letting go in full surrender to our interdependency, our inherent and abundant symbioses. The separate self screams its denial, its holy terror, clutched in outrage, spewing out its abject rejection …