I’ve been lazy this week.  After morning meditation, I’ve been going back to bed for a few hours, sometimes checking Facebook on the iPad awhile first.  I’ll close the darkout curtains before dawn begins to show, but the mother cardinal will begin to peck on the sliding glass door two feet from my pillow as the sun rises to reflect on the glass.  I use her “tap, tap, tap” to bring myself to an awareness of my breathing, as I keep my attention focused on my third eye and breathe in and out from my heart center.  We may continue this dance for an hour or two, me drifting in and out of sleep, then I’m up and into the office.  After a few hours’ work, I went to the Melbourne Beach Farmer’s Market and bought onions, organic celery, red and yellow peppers and tomatoes. Lunch was a vegetarian beanless chili atop a little wild rice.  Continue reading →

Oh, Cosmic Birther of all radiance and vibration!  Soften the ground of our being and carve out a space within us where your Presence can abide.  Fill us with your creativity So that we… may be empowered to bear the fruit of our mission.  Let each of our actions bear fruit in accordance with our desire.  Endow us with the wisdom to produce and share what each being needs to grow and flourish.  Untie the tangled threads of destiny that bind us, as we release others from the entanglement of past mistakes.  Do not let us be seduced by that which would divert us from our true purpose, but illuminate the opportunities of the present moment.  For you are the ground and the fruitful vision, the birth power and the fulfillment, as all is gathered and made whole once again.

Related: A Translation by Neil Douglas-Klotz

Uh, oh, so much for a musician friend’s theory he might be the reincarnation of Jim Morrison… At this article,  The Daily Mail interviewed the Doors keyboard player Ray Manzarek and this is what he had to say: ’I often wonder if his death has been an elaborate charade,’ and ’Jim was a restless soul, always looking for something else in life, and even six years of success – and excess – with The Doors hadn’t been enough for him. A year earlier, he had shown me a brochure for the Seychelles and said: “Wouldn’t this be the perfect place to escape to if everyone believed you were dead?”

The Blessed One is one who has become a door to the beyond, to the unknown secrets and mysteries. And unless you become a seeker, you will go on breathing, vegetating, and you will die without even becoming aware of what this life was all about. Osho

As we fulfill a dream, another takes its place.  Sometimes life purpose changes and another dream becomes our new dream.

Once you recognize someone has a mental illness and you see it come out in an unhealthy way, it’s time to step back and let the professionals handle it. Especially if you’ve been their advisor.  Leave this powerful work to those who are equipped for it and educated in it.  Most of us are not.  Don’t chance it.  Above all, do no harm.

When you know that everything happens for the best, then everything that happens is okay with you. The irony of this is that when everything that happens is okay with you, you set up an energy field of such equanimity and harmony with the universe that the universal law of attraction draws more equanimity and harmony into your life. ~ Neale Donald Walsch

When you have the kind of day that makes you throw up your hands and surrender, that is when you start to touch on the lessons you are being given.  Rejoice in the surrender.

I love it when people make “I” statements, telling they’ve lived through something and own up to what is being said.  I like it personal, detailed and specific.  That’s what interests me. That’s what holds my attention. That’s what teaches me.

This evening I am sitting on my new patio area overlooking the east garden, watching the squirrels play in the pines and the bamboo.  They chase each other and leap fearlessly long distances.  They are a good lesson in faith.  In trusting that the leap will land them where they want to go, even though it seems reeeealy far away.  It seems like such a giant leap, yet they always make it and go on their merry way.  Squirrels, you are my guru.