“I’ll make believe you are who you think you are if you make believe I am who I think I am.” — Ram Dass
I love this quote. He is making fun of the absurdity of the persistent cultural ruse that reinforces the illusion of our “somebodyness.”
We usually meet from Role to Role. As we get closer we meet from Identity to Identity. The real magic happens when we meet Human to Human. And then Soul to Soul.
Perhaps there are even deeper levels of connection in oneness or even eternal unity with the cosmos. Stardust Particle to Stardust Particle?
I haven’t been there yet. Still working on Human to Human. Plenty of work there.
Let the part of you that is pulled by strings be pulled by them. That’s what that part does.
But realize that this part is just a small part of who you are. There is a light in this other, much larger part of you that can illuminate what or who is pulling those strings and what exactly they are pulling in you.
The more I meditate the more I notice what is pulling me.
Something I wrote while at a retreat at Tassajara Zen Mountain Center:
There is a deeply palpable peace here. This is the most sincere place I have ever been. Silence is the default setting. But not like the awkward silence I’ve experienced at Esalen, or Harbin or a library. Rather, it’s a very intimate silence. I feel more connected to each person because I have a sense that we are mutually tapped into the part of us that is the same. Talking about it would get in the way of experiencing it.
And there is so much going on without the typical chatter. It’s a symphony of feet. Every person walks differently and I can hear the drama unfolding beneath their feet each time gravel rubs against other gravel or blades of grass are momentarily squashed.
If you only knew what a remarkably beautiful creature you are, then yours and others ugliness, denial, neuroses, anger, projections and deception might simply cease to possess you so deeply.
Your magic and beauty would show itself in its full glory.
My heart just breaks for how far away that magic and beauty may seem to you in this moment. My heart just breaks to see it lying just under the surface waiting patiently to come out and play but not being able to just go over there and pull it out and show it to you.
But I must…
Ever get a song stuck in your head? Ever wonder why THAT song got stuck and not another song you overhead?
While sometimes “a cigar is just a cigar,” there may be hidden clues behind your latest earworm. I like to view them with the same curiosity that I view dreams.
When I started to suspect that they had some deeper meaning, I started to find it. It could be that I’m finding patterns where they don’t exist or that i’m just using the lyrics as a jump off point for random introspection. …
After a day of hiking, the sun had gone down and I needed to find a place for me, my two kittens, and our RV to sleep.
I started calling all the highly rated RV parks but after 5 calls not one had picked up. I must have started to look for spot too late. I thought, “Well, another lesson learned. I guess I’m going to wind up sleeping in some noisy bright parking lot…again.”
But then I tried calling one more place; a small RV park with only a handful of reviews that were all positive, but a bit…
No matter how many books we want to read,
No matter how many tasks we want to complete,
No matter how many people we want to connect with,
We are limited to only 1 “now”
We have no choice but to be monogamous with “now”
And, at least for each of us, there is a finite amount of “now”
But here’s the cruel joke — we have no clue how much “now” there is for us. No clue!
But, but, but … there are so many people to love! So many things to accomplish and learn!
How can we come…
I’ve meditated for 10–30 mins most days for a few years.
The first one to three minutes are awesome. Each breath seems exquisite. Everything calms down. There is no place I’d rather be than completely focused on my breath.
Just when I start to think I may be on the brink of true enlightenment, all hell breaks loose.
My mind becomes a careening car from one of those sit-down driving games at an arcade, constantly overcorrecting, running over grandmothers because I swerve to avoid trees. I try to keep my attention on the breath, but it usually only holds for…
By day, legalizing cannabis and building the industry. By night, uncovering insights to an awakened life and leaving breadcrumbs behind for me and you.