Over the last year or so, I gave up everything I “owned” so I could master what I have.
It was a good move. Lightened me up so I was free to fly about the cabin.
I’m returning from the manila envelope I’ve been sealed inside for several months.
I spent the last 11 days in solitude, integrating everything I have experienced
in the last 31 years, with an emphasis on the last decade,
which I spent traveling by submarine on a yellow brick road to always-always land.
I am here to shake the hand of the man behind the curtain,
having released what I’ve been tied to all these years
(see previous posts).
so to speak.
writing across words
what makes something good
is never understood
what gives movement its meaning?
staring at the ceiling
then blowing the top off
the world’s just a knock-off
but we’re the real deal
we ought to take a bow
before asking how we feel
I have something to say
that I want to keep real
but if sealing my lips is the only new deal
then sign my name on the line in my spine carved in by time when I last got cut off
white house/ black house
who knows where it’s going
it’s just gotta come out
because the hole in the roof of the house that jack built is getting drafty…
why is it so hard to slow down sometimes
there’s nothing like the present
we’re basically sitting here
chewing on our brains
trying to find something to do
that makes us feel worthy
there is a big difference between out loud and in side
forget the lines
I read between the pages of the leaves
rolling up one sleeve and then the other
I believe I can recover my senses
what makes something good
is minute quality
a tiny bloom
a certain tune
an active balance in the act of renewal
you can’t learn in school
(but you can build your own tool kit)
…take it to/from the heart
the only place you’ll ever start is exactly where you are
so secure your global position
your core ordinates
grid locked loaded and ready to explode straight to inner space and score the mother load
watching it unfold
I mean really, it never gets old
what elevates you gets you high lifts your spirit to the sky so it can kiss it goodbye
a bitter sweet parting we call “duality”
when in all actuality you’re one of a kind
there’s no difference between mind and matter
won’t you come in?
Oh, my beautiful ragged life.
Thank you hurt for your pain, for the suffering.
Thank you anger, for the white hot rage, for the strength.
Thank you sorrow for your loss, for the longing.
Thank you resentment for your injustice, for your simmering.
For you bring me into connection with my underlying needs,
with my unfulfilled need for …
To Love and To Be Loved.
And oh, how the needs are beautiful, so exquisitely human and so ME.
I celebrate my identification and acknowledgement and embracing of these needs.
They are mine, and they are me.
And to see them, and love and accept and nurture and fulfill them are my path, and I am fulfilling them even now as I see them and love and accept them,
And they have been fulfilled so full to bursting in the past, and I celebrate that.
And they are filled even more full and in even greater and deeper ways right now.
I am loving myself more and more fully right now.
And it is ecstatic and transcendent and orgasmic.
So thank you pain. Thank you sharp lacerations.
Thank you anger. Thank you bursting volcano.
Thank you sadness. Thank you empty, bottomless well.
Thank you resentment. Thank you constricting bubble.
For without you, I have no growth.
And it is in this growing and this celebration that
I walk my spiritual path,
A path of ethereal grace, boundless love, and effortless surrender.
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Up/down one pole or the other—swinging from extremes
Alignment is something when you feel it
Though we spend a lot of time thinking, talking, and teaching about it
As an act of reason
Rather than a turn of season
Brings an early fall
And a sense of emergency
Balance comes naturally
We progress then pull out again
This, then, is the peace of god
Or the piece of god
To which we are driven
Make friends with the moment and whoever/whatever it contains. Because it is presented as is for a reason.
This means: Allow people to be where they are. Love them unconditionally. Allow yourself to be where you are. Love yourself unconditionally. When I allow you, I allow me. It’s a win-win.
After all, I can’t analyze/judge/criticize and BE simultaneously. God/the present/my higher self/the secret of life/the whole point of this roadshow… is to enjoy who I am. And that is right now already perfect good to go. From this position, I can play out my purpose. There is much to be done.
The only time it’s not good to go is when I have, on some level, decided so. The habit of thinking judgment is very well-established and ways of seeing are burned into the screen of perception and many of us never change them but some of us embrace metamorphosis. What the caterpillar sees and what the butterfly sees are very different things but the eye/I is the same.
Metamorphosis is a complex process. You consider Self-Sustainability and prepare to let go of anything consuming you. Shed the old. It might seem useful, but if it’s hurting your body-mind, then the voice that says to do it cannot be trusted. How to cultivate the core strength in the present moment to make a different choice? At first it’s really hard. You have all that inertia working against you and that’s perfect– because how else do you know what you are working with? How else do you hone your skill? If you really want to know what you are capable of…your level of craft…self-transformation will show you.
And, it teaches you to plug in to your Soular Power Connection.
The most valuable–and only–lesson there is.
Generating Soular Power has nothing to do with religion. It is the physical science of Invironmental Awareness and Self-Sustainability.
(Note: all languages are ultimately interchangeable)
A Soular Power Tour, once begun, never really ends.
me: “Taking matters into my own hands is more than I can handle.”
Me: That is quite true and totally irrelevant. Of course you don’t change the world single-handedly. There is no such thing as a single hand. Your hand acts on behalf of every hand before you, and every hand after you. Naturally it is overwhelming to behold the necessary magnitude of the change on this horizon, the enormous personal responsibility of evolution. The reality, the physical fact, is that you are only in charge of the present moment—and your next choice. Just this one step. It’s totally manageable. In fact you are the only one who can manage it.