Showing posts with label psychology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label psychology. Show all posts

Friday, July 30, 2010

Permission Slip

"I find that when I have nothing to say and simultaneously have everything to say - I just say nothing...because everything won't be enough when saying nothing." - Madman

When one hasn't place to say anything, yet feels strongly to say something, the attempt is generally faulty. Dis-joi-Nted, discon nected, obscure - ultimately nonsense which speaks the opposite of what the original feeling which wanted expression was. This is beautiful in it's own right, everything but evil is beautiful especially counting attempts at living. That is the foundation for any critique or discourse, things are not that bad; all is quizzical adventure. If we have fun sometimes and not others - it has nothing to do with the value of the adventure, but rather is only parts of its whole.

A large part then, of attempting to dissolve any dissonance within oneself and be able to be happy and further holy, i.e. free - is permission to be how one wishes; which I assert is not a remote wish, but an intended wish, could we even say, a preformed disposition we awaken to...

I will not discount the work of grace - which on one side 'builds on nature' and on the other 'is all things' (Aquinas and Augustine respectively).

The permission to feel any way and at any moment; to be as fickle as we are or as rigid as we are - and with that permission to feel any way we wish, without the repression of emotion, our behavior becomes wise.

The repression of emotion is what breeds the fervency of expression so high that it becomes confused, wanting to say everything when saying nothing is fine. Where feeling is allowed by self, and in that freedom behavioral choices can be elected. Authentic expression beyond psychological self-soothing.

Basically I just want to feel satisfied and not feel bad about it; and that I do feel bad about it (undeserving and so anxious, incorrect, reprehensible, etc.) is what doesn't sit well with me. I'm created by joy for joy. Like anyone else. Like you right?

I wrote a long time ago (but taking ones own advice is wiser than their wisdom) - anyways, I wrote a long time ago, "Conviction, not guilt, never shame" - The Madman Laughs at Everything. I've hurt people, been hurt, etc. etc. etc. I still deserve to be happy, even if people I know or have known don't seem to be happy, or are not happy. I can feel sad for them, however their happiness is not my business, it's lightness and weight their own - as mine is not theirs to carry either. Plus, when thought of, how incorrect is the assertion, if you are unhappy yet, then I shall be too - the you have two people living as unintended.

Baptized in fear by the fear of an absent father, baptized in shame by the fear of a fearful mother...it's time for me to let them - and so everyone whose voice echoed in the caverns of my heart my parents left - go.

I find God here. In the clear fields where thought is quiet and feeling is vacant - it is here I am filled with joy, such joy that somehow it is always surprising. I wish I could take everyone with me, but it wouldn't be joy for them, they - you - have your own fields.

Thanks for reading my reminder, my self-parenting, and my ideas on internal interpersonal relationships (trust me that makes sense).

Hope to see you in your fields.
I might be sitting all cool like this in mine...or running around like John the Baptist in the desert with bugs in my teeth and honey on my fingers...it's really all the same thing.

Nous savons que tout est possible, car nous avons vu le changement amour à la haine et vice-versa

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Aflac

We need a duck detective to quack this case...

Anatidaephobia is a pervasive, irrational fear that one is being watched by a duck. The anatidaephobic individual fears that no matter where they are or what they are doing, a duck watches.

Who's watching the duck?

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

"I" has declared all out war on "me" - and other internal conversations of a crazy...

My only lack of peace is in the possibility of not being here on the if & maybe. Of course sadness functions still, but on a whole other level I am not concerned with trying to fix. The lack of peace however is the only emotional hurdle to enacting my plan for ending this period (1999-2009) and starting the next decade in the best way I can with the reality I live in now - and so it must be overcome; "I" has declared attack - the "me" will not win; and with every moment lived thusly - the war is already won.

Let me express where this lack of peace comes from which the "me" has pressed upon my consciousness all day - the "me" takes the holy desire of "I" which is to be available (that is from love) and scares itself (or has been trying to) into not doing what the "I" should for itself. It's so insidious! It is so funny! It is such an idiot! Do you see what I'm saying? The "me" takes something born from love and tries denying the "I" a healthy self-love because of it's own "me" fears; trying to justify itself by touting failingly that it is still the original desire from love! HA! It is incredulous and would be shocking to me if I hadn't seen it a hundred and fifty thousand gabillion times before - (Gabillion is a lot ps).

In using the original desire as a justification it has already twisted that love and shown its diseased hand! Oh Co-dependent sickly "me" - do you not know you can fool "I" no longer?

Practically speaking - so that this note 'from the trenches of experience' may assist you in observing your own experience - with the grace of God in this joyful unrest, I am able to relax and press through. Healthy Joy is Madness to most everyone else - no doubt about it.

To wrap up this post, I am ending this period and starting the next by the 'holy action' of taking a trip with, and from, solitude - something I thought I would be unable to do not just logistically (didn't know I had time off) but moreso psychologically and emotionally; as usual, little did I know that God was bringing about a spirituality that could tackle, blanket, and purify all that. The "me's" fear of this choice is what has been pressing on me all day trying to say the "I" is not loving. What an asshole right!? Ego, the ultimate douche.

But it's not all that dramatic really, it has just been a declaration of war on my unhealthy self and that creates unease - but if I press through in this moment, I will learn to live abundantly in future moments. The soul must be purified and so denies the ego its reign of fear.

It is all 'Up in the air' and that's the best life can offer us truly - a blessed cloud of unknowing which we can only breath deeply in faith and walk into. So here goes something, and at least it is not 'nothing' which is all the over protective ego will ever leave us should we listen to it.

I am excited to share with you the outcomes of the experience - and should I somehow find a Wi-Fi connection, I may even be able to post something for you. Ah who am I kidding, I'm positive I'll find a Wi-Fi connection if I want to. Well whatever, we'll see what I do, just as long as it's the authentic me it'll all be fine.

Happy new year -

Karan

The show has been cancelled - thank God!

Dear friends and readers -

Hope the day has found you well. This will read quicker than it looks and many of you may already be living this truth.

To keep with an article a day I am forcing the following musing out - I believe it will still be enjoyable. Please note that I am giving myself a break from the rigidity of an article a day till January 4th; so maybe you could use that time to peruse the older articles - there's some really fun and interesting stuff there too yo! But again, the ugly parents child sees a supermodel so you decide for yourself if it's 'fun' or 'interesting'...

Let me try and relay one more mystery that was unveiled to me today through the moment by moment experience of the authentic being. The difference between 'sharing' & 'showing'...

The former comes from love, and is a glorious freedom and hearty joy to be a part of - the latter comes from fear and sucks to witness. One is authentic whilst the other a lie...(of sorts - its fear so some part of your real being is in there just all covered with the bile of fear)

'Sharing' comes from acceptance, whilst 'Showing' comes from defensiveness.

Often those who are 'sharing' are ridiculed by those who are trapped 'showing' - for those with closed eyes cannot understand what those with open eyes are describing....

This can be also expressed with Plato's "Allegory of the Cave" - such a replete source and so timeless! When the man goes back down to describe the sun and the world and the reality, those former friends of his jeer at him for they are still convinced the shadows on the cave wall are reality. The chained are those who would still be 'showing', while those "lucky" enough to be free are simply 'sharing'.

I think I've made my point as much as I'd like, and probably more than required as you readers seem to comprehend my splintered writing very well - thank you for your kind feedback! The main thing about this little musing is it speaks to that reality which betrays the futility of the surface of things...

Both these acts can look very very similar - I know, I used to 'show' (said with only the slightest embarrassment for I am not speaking with that idiots mouth and mind anymore). As I was broken of my bondage to self (the chains which keep us in the cave) I questioned my intention at most every turn - never wanting to delude myself again; really you are broken free of this bondage at every conscious moment - it is not an "event" but a process; further even, a process whose outcome is of no concern! Ha!

A part of that change dawned on me today when I realized I wasn't putting on a show for anyone ever anymore - it's the most liberating thing. In literally no situation do I act this way - even at my job as a salesman I have not this capability - something (I call it God) has taken it away from me. It's remarkable and I thank God for being so kind (as always in all things) to give me the eyes to see this little present he created called "I". Like someone cleaning up an old house, I come home and my blessed Father has redone the flooring I had ruined trying to 'fix'! Or something - you know what I'm saying!

Second to last, let me betray that still sometimes fear whispers that my action will be perceived as 'showing' vs. the reality of what it is; especially by those whom my ego has jaded by the crimes it had once my ignorant hand to perpetrate with; but even that is again ego (Gollum from LOTR man!) and I don't really give a shit about what evil little ego says - he can have no voice at all; he's my hearts slave and that's all he's ever meant to be...can you tell I don't like him? Well, you should too - don't give the fucker an inch, he will destroy your life, I promise you.

Moving on to finish the topic - the belief that Truth will always stand firm, and if not now, then someday triumph, is really a sweet solution to that irritating ego's voice (ego is fear, to rid fear tap into love - this belief must come from love and not a desire to rid away the fear, for that is just ego again! Ha!) - plus being aware but not concerned of it is really all required (and really all that we human beings are truly meant to do! Isn't it awesome! I know!).

A lot of what I'm relaying will drastically change your actions if adopted, assuredly; its just natural they will, and from experience I can tell you they will - but you won't realize it till after the fact - and also only if God (as I call it) allows you the grace to see it. However much more will seem the same on the surface, yet the depth is wholly different. It's like painting wood red, and then painting cement red - they may both look red to someone, but one is weak while the other will break he who tries to go through it...

So quit 'showing' anything, for your own good. Think the sin of vanity - it's sinful because it trips up our ability to be happy - and vanity in anything; especially spiritual vanity which I am always scared will be mistakenly perceived in what I am sharing - actually that's why I keep saying how much it has nothing to do with me (us) because if any point should stick from these little man's writings is that we have nothing to do with anything but to moment by moment get out of the way and let God (as I call Him) do whatever it is that he does. This is simply not about you and me, the "I" who lives eternal is all that matters - some would call this "I" by a different name...Soul...

Hopefully you see this blog as 'sharing', and don't defend against it by deeming it 'showing' - but if you do, there is little else I can, or frankly will do about it. For if I attempt to 'show' any of you differently - I have already lost the very battle I am describing and writing against! Ha! Man the world is so funny. Reality is so beautiful, I just want to share it so badly - but even that reality is so beautiful! Hahahahahaha.

Happy new year, and new decade! Go be yourselves and lets meet beyond everything else; beyond all fear and doubt and joy and affection; lets meet there, for there we may fall at each others feet and none shall be able to discern "the loved from the beloved" - Rumi

With affection,

Karan



Friday, December 25, 2009

Christmas, Scrooge, Janenism, a rabbit, George Clooney and a handsome little ass-hole

I've attended two movies in the last week - I think it's about a week; anyways, one was the new version of 'A Christmas Carol' and the other I attended today entitled 'Up in the Air' with George Clooney. Both movies were basically about the same thing - a very common topic and one just perfect for Christmas - redemption.




Before you run, shut down, or become prideful at the word 'Redemption' - we're not speaking of redemption in the sense of Jansenism (that's heretical actually according to the Second Vatican Council). It's not that we're these disgusting vile creatures who must entirely disparage the body and self in order to claim 'redemption'; the baby born today didn't come to tell us all that we're shitty, but rather that we're totally, incredibly, beautiful - and that's because that's what the reality really is - get it? The redemption we can experience should we allow it to grow in us is one that saves us from ourselves...
Not that God will be with us should we choose to be 'clean' - but that we choose to let ourselves be with God and in doing so He 'cleans' us. We're not dirty, we're awesome, he just doesn't like when we treat ourselves like we're dirty - hence the commandments and all that other stuff that every religion is saying!

As members of the audience to these films we are invited to be able to observe someone attached to their concepts and scripts and philosophies and thus their behaviors. We meet Scrooge and are allowed to observe the journey he's taken on resulting in him seeing what we saw right away - his totally fucked world view. Now 'Up in the Air' is far, far more subtle, but the message of redemption is clear if one has eyes for that framework. George Clooney is actually a very charming character (basically just himself I think, or would like to imagine I guess) and he gets along very well with pretty much everyone he meets however superficial the relationships clearly are to the audience. He even admits its superficiality and it fits perfectly well into his concept of life. Don't worry not many (if any) major spoilers in this brief review and discussion.


My therapist recommended me a book earlier this month, its seed took root - or at least I can say it made sense to me or clung to the reality already growing in the soil of my heart. The classic book, 'The Velveteen Rabbit'. This is the whole idea of redemption in a nutshell - to become real! Reality! Reality! Reality! - literally nothing redeems us more than an awareness and acceptance of the authentic - and though all major world religions point to that, ahem, reality, as a Catholic, I usually just listen to Christ talk about reality and experience the world with that heart - that's the authentic self in me. PS - Thomas Merton wrote a lot about the 'false-self' and the 'true-self' and we may discuss that at a different time, however, if you'd like further clarification on the difference between the false and true self (the "me" vs. the "I") - Merton is replete with wise treasures.

Watch this video before reading further; and ps. I feel like Babycakes pretty much all the time. People just being nice and having no idea, or interest in what I'm actually saying because they are listening with filtered ears and seeing the "me" when I talk. At least a lot of the people I've run into so far - hence the joy of solitude and the gifts therein!


It's true you know, it does happen all the time. That poor little kid with a sucky life? That's all of us who try and create a "reality" from a place of fear. The 'someone' from the hidden world of awesomeness? Our eternal consciousness - the "I" not the "me"!! How many ways can I say this!? Ha! We are the chosen kid, haven't you heard the tales of God choosing all of us to be here? Even if you don't believe in God, or any God or a God - you can imagine that even randomness elected you to be here - and I can argue the point of the lack of consciousness not being able to 'choose' all you want, I will win by way of definition...

So come one, everyones waiting, redeem yourself simply by allowing the "I" to purely observe the "me" and watch what God (or whatever the hell you want to call it) does inside you. You will watch yourself "fight, and win, and accept treasure, and accept love" and you will rule the hidden world of awesomeness (the intimacy with God in yourself, the "Pearl of Great Price") like the handsome little asshole you are.

Merry Christmas my good friends, I love you all - and that's the "I" loving the "I" in you; the "me" may not always assuredly enjoy your "me" - but I can guarantee the "I" will continually be full of love - that's all it was begotten off!








Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Half a day in the life - Bears, Beets, and Battlestar Gallactica

When I woke up this morning, I threw on a shirt and was on my way to attend to reading and having a cigarette as I've grown accustomed to. Before walking downstairs to go about my business, I caught a glimpse of myself in the washroom mirror and went in for a further peek - like, what's this guy look like? I looked at myself as someone else, watching my body (I hear this happens in age but what do I know). I just kind of looked at myself with a pleasant curiosity if that makes any sense . No thought or judgment or anything really, just something my eyes were taking in.

After about a second, my consciousness kicked back in and I was laughing - or chuckling at myself - I am really funny to me man. I bet if you have, or will experience this you'll get what I'm saying - it's not something I can really describe (thank God!) but it's a cool feeling. Just like if you get to know someone really well and see the various conditions they are in, it's just such a pleasant feeling, I don't know, it doesn't matter, its just neat.

I was also thinking of my article for the day and want to make sure you all have time to read Part one of the 'ego' blog (from yesterday if you've not read it yet) so that Part two would come in good timing. So I thought, why not let you see what I'm talking about -It's pretty funny, I am a weird character, like normal is weird you know? I like it, and now you can see a bit what I'm talking about here :)



Look how funny my bed head is. This picture has made me laugh all day! Like even the sheets are telling me to be a thick accented I.T. guy! Ha!

Then after I was finished reading and smoking I again caught a glimpse of myself walking in - the fact that this guy basically just woke up (like 10 minutes ago) and already looked like this was, and is, funny to me - like I don't know you know, like affection for a kid that just got out of a crib with his hair all whacked and his eyes all crazy - maybe that makes better sense?

I'm pondering super important stuff because I'm super important. Where would Liz Lemon keep her trees? No I'm kidding, I was thinking of nothing.

It's like an indian lumberjack, it just makes no sense, i just love it, it just makes absolutely no sense to me. Like in the movie Fight Club - " If you wake up in a different time, at a different place - can you wake up as a different person?"

But then, I gotta go to work and interview a man - I bet he looked funny in his morning too. So then "I" watched "me" change my clothes; my hope is that you'll see the "I" and the difference in the perception of the "me" - how the "me" doesn't even really factor in cause it changes all the time, even to the point of its image changing all the time. It's funny, can't you see the same person? The eyes play tricks if you see the "me" - but if you see the "I" - it's very pleasant to see - and it works that way for any, and everyone you ever ever encounter. The focus on the "I" helps to experience the person apart from your "me's" influence- continually fresh in the moment; dying and being born anew every moment. It's actually where love flows very naturally from (like if you tap into it you'll automatically tap into the part of you that experiences love, guar-an-teed)

Here's what "I" saw watching "me" at work

And here is what "me" does all day - kinda; I mean this particular picture is just a mimed laugh - but you know, you can imagine right? Looks so funny hmm?

Well, maybe you can't see it yet - but it's funny, I promise. The "I" just has nothing at all to do with the "me"!

And here, I thought maybe this would help translate what I was feeling. See that picture in the background on my desk in the above picture? Well its a joke and a focus on parenthood for me. It's me as a baby on the phone (if you can't read the caption in the above photograph) - like I'm a little baby.

Look at the "me" way back then; all little. The "I" has never changed - but the "me" was even physically tiny once - with a really sexy hair-part in my overly oiled baby locks.

I'm pretty sure that I was thinking about Bears, and Beets, and Battlestar Gallactica; like 99% sure...

Talk to you cats tomorrow dude. Christmas is close and I gotta a lotta wrapping to do! Hope you enjoyed this "Half a day in the life" of the "I" watching the "me". Check the 'ego' article out! "The Moon, fish, and water: Our ego's battle with reality (Part One)" - see you soon.



Tuesday, December 22, 2009

The moon, fish, and water: Our ego's battle with reality (Part One)

“When the sage points to the moon, the idiot sees the finger” – Chinese Proverb


“Our final barrier to God is our concept of what ‘God’ is” – Anthony De Mello



“This is what is ultimate in the human knowledge of God-to know that we do not know God” – St. Thomas Aquinas



What’s with all this God talk if this article is supposed to be about the ego? What the hell do you think your ego thinks it is! Ha!



Welcome my friends, I think you will quite enjoy this relatively brief blog about the ego state, how one lives from it and how to detect when one does (look at the moon not the finger, idiot), how to awaken to reality to rid ourself of our concepts and so our attachments (the ego’s bread and butter and work and home and everything); how to allow the light of reality to combat the night in the dark room for us; and some different recommendations I've taken successfully (if there is such a thing) to challenge and work against the ego’s grain that you may find ‘fun’ as well. YOU will find it very fun, your heart will dance, but your ego will bring its hardest game to defeat you; because you are going to see why the ego sucks, what can be done about it – that nothing you do about it is the answer (just another ego state) – how to "let the miracle happen", and then some fun games to enslave the ego to the higher self - the heart (as intended) and so “Become like Children” Matthew 18:3. Come on, jump in, its fun.




We’re not talking here simply of the dilemma of being egotistical – that’s a judgment of one ego from other ego; but the dilemma of ego.


We’re going to try and have a brief discussion of pure ego – of the active conscious trapped within a focus on a concept or script as Reality and its activity to continually align the world to this end. Remember Will Ferrell as Ron Burgundy in a 'Glass Cage of Emotion'? Yeah, kinda like that - but all the time and almost no one knows they're in there.

I want to share this example before we go any further to try and get you to the level I am reaching for here; it’s a very delicate sense I am trying to write about – so much so that I can only write about what it is not for to write about what it is, is to inject a concept (through word) that captures the essence of the reality and forever changes it. If you box the water from a wave it ceases to be a wave and is just a box of water type thing.

I pull from the book “Awareness: The perils and opportunities of Reality” by the Jesuit Priest, Father Anthony De Mello (who’s apparently from India which was a cool discovery for this Indian as I read around his sculpting of the unseen unknowable…)



“Say this scrap of paper is a billion dollar check. Ah, I must renounce it, the Gospel says I must give it up if I want eternal life. Are you going to substitute one greed-a spiritual greed-for the other greed? Before you had a worldly ego, now you have a spiritual ego, but you’ve got an ego all the same, a refined one and one more difficult to cope with.” - Fr. Anthony De Mello



That’s the ego I’m talking about. Not the ‘Jersey Shore’ ego or the ‘My New Haircut’ ego – those are already far into their ego states; already denying and defining a world from a set script or concept about reality (including their relation to that reality and their ability to control and influence it) –


And here in part one (and maybe part two) I find no requirement to describe the various reasons the ego (our mind state) goes into the business of constructing a reality of its own and passing that perception off as a ‘truth’; even when some ‘humble’ ones will say, “it is only my truth” – bleh! No friends, not that ego, but the ego at the start of it all. The seed that can, and most frequently does, become a dreadful dead tree, diseased and corrupted, twisting in its barren branches the beauty and goodness that our world, even full of slavery and sickness and war, still offers us.

So how do we battle this pervasive ego, this bull in the golden chambers of our heart? This cancer to our soul? Well first and foremost, we don’t battle it – “you don’t chase darkness out of a room with a broom, you turn on a light.” – De Mello. A cancer patient would not operate on themselves, but they can live a life that reflects health to the best of their ability. So its not that we do nothing, its that we work on getting out of the way to let the light and the surgeon do what they are intended to do.


If we fight our ego states, we just take on an even deeper ego state; that is to say, if we are focused on “changing” whom we are (how we perceive ourselves to be, whether good or bad) we are already striving from our egos. This sounds nuts to a culture and world driven on goals and the chase for them, but this is part of the ‘asceticism of awareness’ – and it sounds scary to any and all till they begin experiencing it in pockets and maybe one day live it fully….we may even say, abundantly! (What do you think Christ was talking about – eternity is ours now if we tap into it! “I come that they may have life, and life more abundantly!” John 10:10). A final way of thinking about this point, and I do recommend taking time to reflect on these movements within yourself (it’s a way to awaken to reality and then the whole of everything becomes something new “Behold I make all things new!” - Rev. 21:5”) are the following two analogies which helped me describe and relate this concept of turning on a light to battle the pervasive ego.


An old Japanese saying, “When you stop traveling, you have arrived” and the analogy of a fish in the ocean who is swimming frantically searching for water – if it could just stop and see! It lives and dies by that very water it seeks! Quit it! Let it happen – let pain take care of itself, the “I” is eternal, it is only the “me” (the ego) that has all the thrashing and gnashing of teeth…



Why does this renunciation of control sound so scary? The ego – the ego must control – or at least have a false sense of control, which is all that any sense of control really is - a fallacy through and through! “Don’t seek to fulfill a desire so much as to understand a desire” – De Mello. Most people spend all their energy trying to rearrange the exterior world, and others take even more energy to rearrange the interior world – but if one awakens, then one doesn’t need this needless energy! Think of the analogy De Mello uses above to describe the scrap of paper. Instead of denying the scrap of paper and falling into a deeper ego state, we can awaken to the reality that it is only old newspaper! If we do that, then there is no active energy to renounce anything (further tying ourselves to it) but a genuine change in ourselves because we finally see it for what it is.



So to conclude part one and leave you with a suggestion or two that my therapist and my study and prayer have brought me (and what the Gospels have been yelling for thousands of years); to detect your ego- look at anything which you seek to control; for instance, a fun way to detect your ego is with a few minutes of reflection; conjure up something you desire – then ask very earnestly what that says about you – look for where the fear in it is, and where the love in it is – for at the end of any emotion exists one of those two realities – either fear, or love – it’s often a mixture of the two and the ego will always side with fear (you watch, just try it, the ego will only act from fear, I promise you) and conversely, the heart will only act from love.

Once you can detect these movements, for some quickly and others very slowly, you will go to the second stage – you will finally be a bit more free to actually choose! There I recommend living from your heart, from the love, because the ego will ruin you I promise – and if you don’t believe me, keep at it – your life will never feel abundant, I promise. In this reflection you will detect the ego, ridding the illusion (notice what is fear and what is love and then awaken more to reality as it stands without any of your interpretation), and finally be able to make the choice to let the light dispel the darkness called our fear (our ego) - if you choose to...


Another exercise you can do is trying to do something opposite from a fear driven action. This can be done once we've detected the actions we take, and guard ourself from, because of fear and past experience and pain suffered and survived but un-dealt with, which is to say not truly released. For example, as one allows the notes of a symphony to continue instead of always guarding their ears against one note, or focusing too intently on another and missing the whole beauty of the symphony. I had, and maybe do, in the long run it doesn’t matter – none of this matters, we have got to experience the breath of the sky for ourselves – but anyways, the baggage that I had or have now somewhere maybe where I can’t see – kept me from doing a lot of what my heart desired; thats how big an ego often becomes! It entirely enslaves the child heart! Which after time becomes so wise that it is a child again! Not saying I’m there now, but just that that’s what happens – where I’m at now is of no concern at all – or can’t be, because as soon as it is a 'concern' to me, I have stepped back in my ego state (and if you’ve read close, or I’ve explained myself well – that ego state is a very pervasive one that guises itself as good...as ‘growth’) – Bleh!

St. Thomas Aquinas says in his Summa Theologica, “Every time someone sins, they are sinning under the guise of good” They are unaware of the reason behind their movement, it is not free. It makes sense then why Christ on the cross would say, “Forgive them Father, for they know not what they do.” – most people are very unaware of what they are doing and are often convinced it is good; in fact, most people will not do something unless they think there is some good in it somewhere; and those very very few who choose to do pure evil can even be refuted because it is bringing them pleasure and so it is “good” for them.

The final exercise besides finding a desire, or a fear, or anything in you and asking “What does this say about me”; and doing something from the seat of love after discovering where the ego lies (and this is quite a battle my friends; anxiety and depression and fear are very aggressive soldiers the ego tries to scare us with during this stage – attachment is everything that opposes awareness! Simple preference is the key – and that we will discuss in part two before I digress further!); so this final suggestion, which rests at the foundation of all this, is observing yourself as a third party.

When you sit to discover what your desire says about you, watch yourself as if you would watch another person or a child try to answer the question. Look where their minds go, feel what their hearts experience, see how they connect what seems logical to them. It is a life changing experience. Once you do it, you will have the first and most important sense to awaken to reality – the sense of the “I” – the “I” that is wholly and entirely apart from the “Me” who is doing all this thinking and involved with all this activity. Then as time goes one, we begin living from the “I” – the ocean of love, the heart renewed and eternal, and take little concern with what happens to the “Me” – the sickly little ego (think of Gollum from ‘The Lord of the Rings’ – that’s a pretty amazing image of the ego).












Looking forward to hearing about any cool experiences you may have after trying some of the things in part one, take my word, the world opens up as if you were a new born child. Snow flakes don’t become slushy roads and wet and cold, they become wondrous and surprising. Yep, it sounds super lame and so super cliché, but I always said, Cliché’s are cliché’s for a reason – they’re timeless truths! But pick anything, even modern things if you want, a person cutting you off or a new message in your email, everything becomes active and new. Now I am new at this, very new and it doesn’t matter how far I am if far at all or maybe not even started and self-deluded (which I don’t believe I am, but also know not to care what the “me” thinks about where the “I” is) – so I can attest that often we fall back to our old thinking patterns, but we do it with an awareness that allows us to lift ourselves up from that mucky mess quite expediently – and it grows faster all the time. I can’t say anything about it, because to put it in any concept kills it, it distorts it to a point of falsification, I can only hint to it, I can only point to the moon as others point to the moon for me, I can only feel it – so expressing it to you is literally impossible, but hopefully the hints and brief explanations of this literally inexhaustible topic (the ego and its destruction in the face of sweet sweet reality) take "beneficial" root for you; and if not, that's fine too, it has nothing to do with me or you - we just have to let it happen!


See you at Part Two – please let me know what you thought about this blog; I am very excited to bring you a ton of distilled information from a varied range of topics and your feedback (anything you have to say) is like applause to a performer. But truly its cool if you don’t resopnd too – because I literally need nothing, and it’s the most amazing feeling – look around my friends! We are all swimming in water!


Tuesday, December 15, 2009

The tasteful thickness of it



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Friday, December 11, 2009

Of Men and Boys

The definition of a strong man is a misunderstood and important point in life. The strength of a woman suffers the same fate – but being born in male form I am able to discuss with greater fluidity and implicit experience about the masculine spirit. Maybe one day I’ll write about the experience I’ve had with strong women – for those have been some of the greatest benefits to my strength as a man. But for now –

It’s our duty as men to instruct other males and younger males. Like with women, we too have a lot of images and advertising about the wrong kind of strength glaring at us through our lives. Can you imagine a hero so great that he’s a mixture of Superman, Batman, and the Ninja Turtles? If you can’t – then at one time not only could you imagine thusly – but further, you could be that hero.



But being the hero is missing the point. A boys imagination sparks and speaks and is spoken to from, and by his innermost instinct – protection. The heroes looked up to- whether business heroes, gladiators, superheroes, or dare I say it – fathers; are all images shouting into the reality of our 'cave behind caves' wherein lays our masculine strength and his sole desire – to protect.

Why need money? to protect. Why exercise? to protect. One can get wrapped up and attached disorderedly to the action instead of understanding the action correctly - as a response to the desire of pure masculine strength. That's how our lives begin going out of balance - that's how sometimes, when the beast that is the instinct of our protection is not whipped consciously, we men ourselves become the very thing that terrorizes what we only desire to protect.


The solution is to live from inmost desire; instinctual, holy desire - to protect. Learn by first protecting yourself from anxiety and fantasy and do so by being aware that you're hurt and scared. We fear that we won't be able to protect ourselves, and from that flows all other anxiety. If we can't protect ourselves then how will we protect our friends or wife or children? And our answer to this is all negative activity even if it seems positive on the surface - in the long run, it will fail - because we still are not protecting ourselves but looking outside of us to hold onto things that once in place, will give us security; and men find this everywhere - women, money, sexual prowess, biceps, chest, arms, mind...


Our heroes protect themselves and their loved ones; their happiness yells for our strength to emerge from its cave behind caves.


Further, even our heroes seem indignant to allow a woman to help them; the lack of protection from a father who hasn't dealt with his own denial of masculine strength and becomes too wrapped up in his attachment to the response to that void, coupled with the overt protection from a mother usually leads men to resent women and act out of that pain (the feeling of emasculation) trying to resolve their issues with their mother through every woman they meet - this doesn't happen to everyone, but take for instance the following statistic from [Criminal Justice and Behavior, Vol. 14 p. 403-26] - 80% of rapists motivated with displaced anger come from fatherless homes.


The purist instinct - the protective instinct keeps an open heart to all that emboldens the force inside of it as it's sole purpose is to protect, that's all it knows. Incredibly often, that power lies the strength of a woman to pull a man through. Amongst other things, a disordered attachment to a feeling of emasculation is a major reason men cannot accept one of the greatest benefits off all - women.

Most often than not, men are left to help themselves - and even in that respect often they fail because they have a faulty definition that includes strength requiring overt solitude. The issues of men that come back to feed on themselves like a loop through media must be correctly ordered and framed and often severed or pieced apart - to seperate the echo and call to masculinity from the faulty teaching on how to be thus. For that we have eachother and the future generation has us. Just look at how far the baby on the table has come!



From bouncing around years ago on my birthday to being a manly Superman, Batman, Ninja Turtle mahcine!


If we as males did correctly our job to be examples and heroes, and dare I say it again - fathers- to the Super-bat Ninja Turtle Boy-man; and continue to do so by being good examples to each other and first, ourselves; if we can open our hearts and allow the roar from our cave behind caves to stand in the atomic glow of the sun - then we can A) be assured that we have another strong partner in his older brother and B) have begun creating an enviroment that has a far better definiton of a strong man for my dear friend Maximus...

Next time we can discuss the strength of a woman and her instinct to protect that which she loves and it's evolution by hand of her offspring, adopted or natural. Have a good weekend my dear hearts.