I see you in the places that you believe hide you. In the day, and in the night.
Spiritual “mumbo-jumbo?”No, I see you quite clearly. All of your weaknesses, all of your strengths, all of your fears, all of your hopes – because I am you in every way.
I need not consult a crystal ball to know you, for I live and breathe the same air as you, and walk upon the same earth as you, and take my nourishment from the same omnipotent Source as you.
What creates our “separation” is my awareness of this truth. I pass through your Spirit as a breeze through the trees, gathering unto me the essence of what you are, and what you feel, and what you fear, and what you hope. And what you are is what I AM.
Stand before me and try to hide your truth . . . you will fail. You cannot fool me any more than you can fool yourself . . . because we are of One Source. Miles of geography there may be between us, but you stand beside me no matter where you may be . . . and I know who you are.
Is this a gift, or is it a curse? It all depends.
It depends on what you are running from. If you are not prepared to face yourself, you are not prepared to sit with me – because all that I am, and am not, is YOU. I am the mirror . . . do not come to me if you are not prepared to see YOURSELF.
There are questions that could be raised regarding the idea of God being sound, a few of which I hope to be able to expound upon to some degree.
The first is the thought that, why not “God Is Language?” That is a good question. Let’s say that you speak to me of God in French, and I do not speak French – therefore, I get nothing from what you are saying; the “sound” is useless to me. But that is a geographical hindrance, a cultural roadblock. The French language, though I do not speak it, is still SOUND.
If you ascribe to Christian scriptures, you will surely recall the Old Testament story of the Tower of Babel. Essentially, God said that since they all spoke the same language and understood each other, there would be nothing that they could not do. A unity of language was too much power – it made ego-driven man too strong, so He “confused the tongues” to limit their power. Clearly, a mastery of sound, in this case as language,was the highest of powers. God is language, and language is built from sound. Taking it one step farther, sound is VIBRATION. That brings me to another point; non-verbal communication.
How is non-verbal communication “sound?” A heartfelt hug is a good example.
You “feel” it, and it feels wonderful, though no words are spoken. But a feeling is energy, and energy is a vibration, and a vibration is the foundation of sound. You are feeling an “unuttered” sound, an emotional vibration, and this sound/vibration is God.
And then there are sounds that have no definition in any language, and yet produce change, or feelings. Early man used such sounds, and there are many Sanskrit words that have no definition and yet produce physical results in mantra formulas. This is God energy . . . God is sound.
Now we go back another step. God isn’t “sound,” per se, but rather God is a vibration/energy that we have come to recognize as sound, and later developed into many diverse languages.
But, all-in-all, the best definition of God is SOUND.
Can you tell me of any experience that you have had that did not revolve around either an uttered or subtle vibration/sound? People that cannot speak or hear STILL have something going on in their brains, and you can be certain that it is a sound/vibration – an energy.
God is sound, and sound can heal. Be it encouraging words from a friend, a singing bowl of a certain frequency, a song, a mantra, an affirmation – sound expressed verbally, or sound expressed as a vibratory feeling conveyed through a silent, physical act.
I wrote this totally “off the cuff.” Probably not as well-written or formed as it could be. Maybe some grammar issues, too. So be it.
St. Nectan’s Glen Waterfalls, Cornwall, UK | A magical, mystical and sacred place (1 of 10) (Photo credit: ukgardenphotos)
The pain.
The cold.
The heat.
The challenges . . . the sacrifices.
What did you expect?
To know the truth, to truly be a part of the power of the Divine Mother, to be capable of wielding the powers of Mother Earth . . . what fool would say that this is an easy thing?
You have no strength, no power; and the sooner that you realize this, the sooner you shall fall to your knees in unbridled gratitude for the opportunity to be alive.
You are so much more than you think. You will not experience this knowledge through bitching and moaning. I grow weary of speaking of it . . . very few hear me anyway, so I often wonder what drives me. But it’s simple . . . it is my calling:
No sacrifice, no earnest seeking, no practice = NO POWER.
The energies are amazing, but they won’t show up in your life “just because.” And they will not cause you to be comfortable and warm when they arrive. The adjustment is painful, physically and mentally. Your energy will not rise without discomfort – the “cutting away” hurts.
If you overcome, and move forward, your skin will tingle and you will see things and learn things that are beyond your reasoning.
This suffering is not “holy;” it has no religious merit – but you will NOT come to know that which is the greatest part of you, the power that is magical and inexplicable, without it. It is the tool by which you peel away the bullshit that leads most lives.
I speak to no one, mostly, I know this. I know that my words fall upon deaf, (or no), ears, and there are plenty who would read this and consider me crazy. But I will not cease writing simply because there is no audience, or because someone thinks me a fool. There is power, and there is magic for those who truly want to know. I live in it, and know it . . . and if I can do so, then it is available to you as well.
Go and find a stone . . . or buy one that appeals to you. Then hold it, and sleep with it, and meditate with it in your hand until you hear its voice. It has one . . . as crazy as that sounds to the intellect. When you hear that voice, you have begun.
I wore flannel, I looked forward to hunting season, and the Dukes of Hazzard were idols to me and guys I grew up with.
Since then, over the years, I have traveled the world, enjoyed the finer things in life and been privileged to absorb some culture.
Still, all-in-all, I’ve spent a LOT of time in the woods, in nature, and have come to know its “moods” and the characteristics of the many creatures that live there. I prefer that environment to any other. Today, I experienced something That I have NEVER seen occur before.
I was walking on a trail, and up ahead of me, I saw the flutter of wings in the trees. I couldn’t tell what it was at that moment, only that it was a pretty large bird. I continued on, and within moments I was beneath the birds that I saw. They were Crows.
If you don’t know, Crows are the alarm system of the woods; they “caw” at anything and everything that moves. Today, that didn’t happen.
There were at least four large crows in the trees above me, and they did not make a sound; that doesn’t happen. I am nearing 50 years old, and never have the crows been silent at my approach.
They flew from the trees above me as silently as owls, without a peep. I cannot explain it. I can only think of the mantra that I am practicing…a mantra that placed an image in my head some days ago.
The image was fully formed – it was me, placing my hands upon a tree in a “Vulcan Mind Meld” sort of posture and reciting the mantra at a whisper. Yes, it seemed crazy to me, too, but I did it.
Nothing happened when I did; at least nothing that I was cognizant of…no change in my feelings, no anything that I could feel. But there is a tie-in here, just the same.
When I first became the “seer” of this mantra, I described it in my personal writings as “enveloping,” and “complete,” and in some way that I could not define, a mantra that involved some sort of “esoteric” communication with the natural world.
Today, it was if I was invisible or, at the very least, ONE with the natural world. No notice was taken of me…I was not a threat. I could have been a rabbit, or a raccoon; perfectly acceptable in the world of the crow…not a threat.
This is a powerful thing. Perhaps it is of no significance to you, but I found it to be amazing. So, why not put it in my blog?
I look forward to some comment from my readers. You are wise, and loving, and considerate. What do you think?
Well, to be honest, I wonder a LOT; about the whole mystery of our experience of life. But, more specifically, I am speaking of the words that I have written.
Today, I went backwards in time and read many of the blog entries that I wrote over the past year. What is incredibly strange is that most of it seems totally new to me…as if someone else had written it.
It is really weird to read something that you, yourself, wrote, and find that you are thrilled, excited, and inspired by it. The only explanation for such an experience that I can latch onto is that it WASN’T ME doing the writing.
Sure, I typed the words….but…well…that’s it. If you’re a writer, you know where I’m coming from. Generally, there aren’t any surprises when you re-read what you have written. Like a singer-songwriter, you very quickly get sick of your songs…they begin to bore you.
But, I must confess, that when I go back to what I have written…what has come through me…that it seems new and exciting…like something that am reading from some gifted writer, whose words I respect and whose advise I would follow.
I do not see myself in that way…I am not that person. So, the only explanation is that I am a “channel.” I detest that term – the whole idea just stinks of falsehood and manipulation. But, let’s face it…I’m not that smart, and I seek no gain from the hours I spend pouring out words; I am impelled to do it.
This is another post that doesn’t seem to have any purpose. But it DOES have a purpose, and that is to remind you that YOU, yes YOU, can be a conduit of great things.
YOU, yes YOU, can help many people. Just let it happen. That is all.
Your future is, and can only be, a “perhaps;” it has no existence outside of your thoughts.
You may have a schedule book with upcoming appointments: a job, a court case, a funeral, a wedding, tickets to the big game on Sunday, and who knows what else.
Of course, all of the “big” holidays are upon us, too, with all of their attendant mayhem.
And let’s not forget the economy. I mean, anything could happen. You might be laid off, or not get an accustomed bonus, or…you get the idea. But the truth is that NOTHING has happened in this future that you have presumed is going to take place.
The days and months ahead do not actually exist. We made them up in our heads and pretend that they are really there – but they aren’t.
The future is a “perhaps,” a totally un-manifested assumption of the human brain. Despite all of your planning and assumptions, NO ONE knows what is going to occur tomorrow, or even IF there is going to be a tomorrow, and that scares a lot of people. It was Tennessee Williams who wrote:
“The future is called ‘perhaps,’ which is the only possible thing to call the future. And the important thing is not to allow that to scare you.”
Fear is crippling, and a totally pointless application of your mental faculties. Since the future is a mere “perhaps,” you can imagine it will be any way that you desire. It really doesn’t matter what is on your schedule, or what ominous and fear-inducing events, (by your estimation), are lurking just around the corner.
“Man, next week is going to be overwhelming.”
Is it? So you have declared.
The field hasn’t even been built yet, and you are already throwing penalty flags – on yourself, no less! Rest assured, IF next week comes, it WILL be “crazy” if that is the perspective you have chosen to fill that currently imaginary space. I think an analogy is in order here.
Imagine that this “perhaps,” this future, (whether it is next week or the next moment), is a room just on the other side of a door. The room is empty; but it won’t be empty for long, because you are connected to it by an invisible tube through which your energy will travel to fill it.
Now, knowing that you may well have to walk through that door and into this room, what would you like to be walking in to? What would you like it to be filled with?
Fear?
Anxiety?
Joy?
Peace?
It’s your game to play, and your room. I’m just asking.
Today was amazing. Today, the hawk, a creature that has been my constant companion and guide since 2006, once again came to me to validate something on my path. Recently, I have been the “seer” of a previously unknown Sanskrit mantra.
Being human, I had doubts about the veracity of what I had received – maybe it was just something that my mind had made up…of no consequence. I can only imagine that the “seers” of the mantras that many of us have come to accept as infallible – “bulletproof” as it were – had many of the same misgivings and doubts. Who was I, after all, to be the seer of a mantra?
In the event, today, as I sat down to a bowl of soup for lunch, I had placed in front of me an image that I had adopted for this mantra, that also had the mantra written at the bottom, to contemplate as I ate. In truth, my contemplation was nothing more than doubt. I was questioning its veracity…trying to make a coherent statement of what power it embodied…whether it was “real.”
I will not write the mantra here, but I will state that it included the Sanskrit term “Vajra,” and also “Hum,” and related to the Supreme ruler of the mind. I was considering the interpretation of “Vajra” as the Divine thunderbolt – also defined as the power of the Blessed Goddess Durga – the “word-object” of power that, through the seed-sound “hum,” destroyed all negativity in the mind; essentially, the mantra of the Lord of the [mental] Dragons.
As I was thinking about those very things, there was a disturbance among the birds outside the window above my deck. I walked over to the sliding glass door and looked out, and saw a hawk fly in front of me, being harassed by smaller birds as he flew.
He landed in a copse of trees at the bottom of my yard, and the smaller birds left him in peace. I continued to watch him, as he sat with great, patient awareness on a limb of a cedar tree. Then, without warning, he flew straight up, and then dove like an arrow towards the ground to his right.
The ground down there was very popular with various birds, as there was a stream of run-off water that flowed there, which served as a Roman bath and gathering place for them. I lost sight of the hawk as he rocketed downward, the trees blocking my view. Then, within seconds, he returned to my view, a bird firmly in the grasp of his talons as he landed on another large branch of a cedar tree. He was a Cooper’s Hawk who, unlike a red-tailed or red-shouldered hawk, prefers other birds as its primary source of prey. He proceeded to pluck feathers, which scattered like leaves in the breeze, and then enjoy the meal that he had caught – without malice, or anger, or ill-intent – simply taking sustenance.
The metaphor – the lesson – became abundantly clear to me at that moment; the mantra was valid.
The smaller birds represented the harassing, tormenting “dragons” of worry, and fear, and doubt, and anxiety. And the hawk represented the Supreme Ruler of the mind – the destroyer of negativity. The hawk, the Supreme “dragon,” simply grabbed a lesser dragon of negative energy, and used it for fuel.
Do not think, for one moment, that God is done speaking, or that you are not “worthy,” or able, to receive a new power to aid in the progression of your life. That simply isn’t true; the Supreme is never finished speaking to those who have ears to hear. Pay attention – every aspect of what you see is screaming a lesson.
To re-phrase, let’s say that I wear a lot of prominent jewelry – items that to the average person might seem to be pretentious, or even intimidating. I am very heavy with symbology, which is normally viewed as a primitive level of understanding, and seems to be at odds with my Spiritual nature and my knowledge that such trinkets are of no value when viewed from the greater perspective of ONENESS. So, I will attempt to explain.
These trinkets…this jewelry…much of which I have made with my own hands, is not worn for others. They are not meant to be “bling” to capture the attention and admiration of the general population. But, since much of it is clearly visible, no doubt many come to that conclusion. The truth is, these objects, this jewelry, is solely for ME. Every single object that I wear is blessed, and empowered, and serves as a constant reminder to ME as to my mission here on this sojourn through this physical “illusion.”
These items are “conduits” through which I channel the energy of the Divine. Is it necessary that one have such objects and adornment and symbology in order to channel the power of the Divine? Absolutely not. That being said, these objects, for me, are tools that enhance my ability to focus; nothing more. In the hands of another, they would hold no power – which is as it should be. It is all specific to my own, unique path…which has been revealed to me by the Infinite.
What happens if I do not have them? Nothing. The body is prism enough to focus the light; one needs nothing more. Nevertheless, (and this is the strange dichotomy), these objects are quite powerful as a part of me. Though they be but symbols, without any intrinsic power of their own, they are quite powerful as a part of me. This is a bigger subject than I anticipated when I began this post. I must leave it now, as it stands, and return to it another day. I will close with this thought.
Through many ages, Holy Men, and Healers, and Wisdom Keepers across many cultures have created, or found, “tools” by which they could change the world they saw. For each the tools were different, depending on geography, purpose, etc. And yet each fashioned or was gifted these tools by the universe, as each was led by that higher power – the I AM. And, there is plentiful evidence that such tools were effective. Even the gods, of practically every faith, have their “tools” and symbolism: Thor with his hammer, Zeus and his lightning bolt, Shiva with Nandi the bull and his rudraksha bead mala, the wizard and his staff, the wiccan and his/her wand and herbs, Jesus with the Holy Spirit and the Word and His touch, Shamans with their stones and carved objects and rattles. The list is endless. What has Creation set aside for you? Think upon that.
This is a Quantitative Symbol (and "I" for "Information" with an elipse centered on it)created by Biochemist, Artist, Psychologist Dr. Ray R. Mansuri (PorMansor). It may be used to quantify the amount/change in Information/Infodynamics as a function of the change in Entropy. It is a basic attempt to view information as a physical force by treating it analogously to physical thermodynamic models. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
There is so much talk about “being yourself” these days. It is an admirable notion, and well worth doing if you LIKE who you are.
I am all for being cool with who you are, without reservation, and free of self-condemnation. This is ideal. The problem is that YOU, the you that you look at in your mirror, the you that you are encouraged to “be,” probably isn’t really “you.” The chances are, on a physical level, you have never really spent any time finding out who “you” really are. Most people have never deconstructed the edifice of their thinking and behavior to find out just how much of it ISN’T them. I’ll try to explain.
Your brain, during the first few years after your birth, was nothing more than a sponge, soaking in its environment – whatever that environment may have been. These are the critical, formative years of what becomes the foundation of much of your personality, and you made no conscious decision about it – AT ALL. Heck, you didn’t even choose your own name! [And names are very important. But that's a subject for another time].
Then, as you got older and went to school, you continued to be molded and shaped by the societal norms and peer pressure of the world in which you lived. Yes, at this point, you gained some decision-making authority – but those decisions, too, were governed by parameters that you had nothing to do with establishing.
Then, perhaps you went to college – where you were told what was a fact and what was not – and in order to succeed you were obliged to accept these things as facts; some were, and more than a few probably weren’t; just reasonable sounding guesses that we have all agreed to agree about. Now, as an adult, you are encouraged to “be yourself.”
Whose “self?”
It certainly isn’t “your” self, as you had very little honest, free input into what your personality or dispositions were going to be. You, and me, on the physical level, are primarily nothing more than sets of conditions, (with some minor variances), that someone else put into place.
Just to be clear, this little blog is not delving into “karmic propensities,” and “choosing your birth,” “destiny,” and other such concepts. I am not saying that they are, (or are not), valid points – only that this discussion has nothing to do with that. Nor is it about plastic surgery to change your appearance. This post is about one thing…WHO DO YOU DESIRE TO BE?
Seriously! WHO?
Who can you, in your wildest dream, imagine that you could be? We are, of course, at our essence, the very fabric of the Divine Itself, and the realization of this is the greatest of gifts. But having this realization doesn’t change the fact that this world we know as the physical domain is ours to “play with.” In fact, Self-realization just adds to the fun. You have the experience of the truth of Self, (capital “S”), in your life as your foundation, and the rest is just clay for you to mold and re-mold as you wish.
Every change begins in the mind…in the ATTITUDE that you carry into the universe. [Attitude...not to be confused with arrogance and cockiness]. You are not bound by the conditioning that controls you today unless you choose to be. I see no particular reason for you to live shackled to a set of programs, ideas and limitations that were fed into your mental hard-drive by someone else when you were a child or young adult.
DECIDE who you want to be, [never abandoning love and compassion], then create it in your mind, and live every day as if it is so – and the universe will make it so over time.
Many people have said it: the world is merely a reflection of your perceptions, beliefs and attitudes. If you change those, your world changes accordingly.
So, dare to spread your wings, and stretch out to discover who you are. Strange as it may sound, the person that you think you are today is really more an expression of someone else. Is that who you wish to be – someone else’s idea?
THINK! Open up! You are without limits. Begin today to create the real you, a you that YOU have created. What is there to lose?
It has been a long time since I have written in this blog. Even as I begin tonight I have no clear direction…as of yet.
Perhaps I am floating in some sort of “stasis.”
People who are very important to me have written to me asking for input, or to speak with me, and I have failed – without any defensible reason – to get back with them. I was just about to write, “that isn’t like me,” but that is an absurd comment upon reflection; if it “wasn’t like me,” I wouldn’t have exhibited the behavior.
Of course, the “me” that I am referring to here is a set of behaviors, built around an ego, and shaped by its environment – not the I AM that is the true reality of my existence. The real pain-in-the-ass of it all is that I know them both.
Now, many of the people who inhabit the world of my social networks, (like Facebook), follow the premise of Advaita Vedanta, and would be quick to point out that the idea of there being a “me” that is somehow separate from the ALL is an illusion. These premises are easy to memorize, and to learn, and to expound upon at great length – and many of these people DO – despite the fact that it is their own ego that has convinced them that they have “achieved.” Truth be told, most who have fully realized this truth have little to say. They will be standing beside you and you will never know it…the “Buddhas” among us. Advaita Vedanta can be quite complicated to one who has never been exposed to its truths. I will simplify it as much as I can.
There is no denying your physical experience – it is not “unreal.” What is “unreal” is the illusion that your physical existence is separate from the Infinite – GOD. You are part of the eternal fabric of the universe – despite how temporal your existence “appears” to be…that’s the illusion part. You think that you are going to die, but you can’t. Your body, as you know it, will most assuredly cease to function at some point – but you are not that. YOU, as a piece of the fabric of the eternal ALL, will continue on without a hitch. When you KNOW this, really know it, you are what many have termed to be “enlightened,” and you experience great joy, and freedom, and bliss when you attain this knowledge. What is there to fear at that point? nothing.
What have I done tonight? Muddied the waters mostly. I haven’t written in a while, so I will call this a “Ramble Though The Bramble.”
I have “touched the face of God,” in that I have fully realized the truth of my eternity…at times. I have tasted the “Divine Nectar” of the eternal self…on occasion. This almost always occurs when I am sitting with someone, teaching. Truth, by grace, comes forth from my mouth and brings power most often when I am speaking to a seeking soul; many times a truth that I cannot claim to live consistently in my own, everyday life. Essentially, I am given to know deep and powerful wisdom when it is needed to benefit another soul, and through this, I, too, am blessed to grow.
Wow, this truly has been a “ramble.”
Beware of those who claim to be “enlightened,” but do not fear an honest teacher. If you listen to your intuition, you will easily discern between true help, and empty parroting of platitudes.
