truth is like water
to dissolve solid rock
yet gentle enough
to touch your eyes.
- master nome
I've got some words about something that's hard to talk about... Silence.
I've been doing this whole writing, word slanging thing for a while now, and I keep circling back to this one line-
Actions speak louder than words.
So I'm here today to publicly remind myself and announce to anyone who cares to listen that I'm going to try to gracefully shut the hell up.
It's a pretty freaky thing to think about... how much we rely on words, on written/spoken language.
It could be considered our first industrial technology.
Craftsmen can labor alone, but industrial tech requires a collaborating group.
I feel like I've tumbled deeper down the word rabbit hole than most.
I am fortunate that English is my native language, that I've been an avid reader my whole life, and also that I enjoy tickling my eyeballs with these strange squiggles.
But the devouring and regurgitating of the letters has left me feeling hungry for something more.
Hungry for the truth written between the lines.
For the direct experience.
I feel that to be truly heard, you must speak the language of those you want to listen.
Well, I want all of life to hear me.
I want to speak the universal language, the mother tongue of Life herself.
As far as I can tell, to be alive, you gotta be born into some sort of body.
A container for your soul or a meat bag or for most of you reading this, a monkeysuit.
I guess what I'm saying is that I'm going to start monkeying around a bit more.
Embracing the silence, and doing things with my whole body that are a bit... louder.
That's your fair warning.
I can't really explain what it is I have in mind... that's kinda the point.
But I think if you really feel me, you'll understand the message.
There's nothing to worry about...
unless you fear the truth.
Because truthfully, that's the only thing worth saying.
I'm not taking a vow of silence.
Words obviously can still do some moving and shaking, but...
it's probably cooler if I just bust a move instead of doing all this talking about it.
Less talking, more dancing.
Less chatter, more change.
Less friction, more flow.
So what now?
Gotta let my game speak.
del vientre de tierra madre
from the dark
fire rising up
water cooling down
hot rich soil birthing
deep blue depths boiling
new earth to see
new eyes to see through
her fiery eyes
my ocean of emotion reflected
my blazing heart
her smooth waves wash over me
our cool flame churning
our warm bodies burning
where the fire and water touch
are the lessons we're learning
Bonobo - Eyesdown - Machinedrum remix
I got my eyes facing down
I shudder when my tears come down
so slow down
Rufus Du Sol - Innerbloom
feels like I'm dreaming
like I'm walking
walking by your side
keeps on repeating
so free my mind, all the talking
wasting all your time
I'm giving all
that I've got
if you want me
if you need me
Life Holds a Special Kind of Magic
I speak with you now in words
but she escaped their small cage long ago
don't listen to the sounds
vibrate with our truth
do you hear her prayer?
tender twinkling behind the clouds
a glimpse of the tiger eye in the sky
milky indigo flowing
showing her glowing
though I whisper prayers back
into the bright clear night
from many light years away
I am still warmed by her years of light
her ferocious shine
piercing my dark
do you hear her song?
soft as a warm breeze
was it her first rumble of thunder?
oh yes, she is both the gentle rain
and the shifting gifting storm
with her presents
and her pain
my roots dance
in the echo of her gusts
a leaf or two lighter
a chance to be stronger than before
the damp soil awaits new growth
do you hear her voice?
her loving reminder
her continuation through me
her shared peace
a piece growing within me
a seed budding in our muddy hands
a moon rising
wild like the stars
I am Life
so are we
Life is balance
vortexes of stable chaos
islands of dynamic stasis
bubbling brewing burning
pretend to be God today
tomorrow you're dinner in the dirt
pretend to be dirt today
tomorrow is forgotten before it arrives
God lives in the mud between your toes
to love Life
introduce yourself to Death
to fall into the white light
run into the black hole
make love with her, Pachamama
watch the flower children learn how to fly
to feel all of Life
see Life in all of our eyes
dreaming eyes open
light rains from the dome
love pours like the sky
The Path is chosen
good deeds are a rising sun
best left unspoken
heaven is real
you don't need to die to go there
well, maybe except for the old you
beauty is everywhere
children can show you
if you listen to their smiles
paradise is living
on the ocean waves of spirit
treading water above the deep unknown
fear may swell but...
love is a forever rising tide
the goddesses that nourish me
are like flowers in the rain
when my sun kisses them
they don't need to say anything
the wonderous glow of their soft bodies
speak the whole truth
new moon this sunday
cold, clear nights gazing into the bright black
embracing the eternal return of the shade goddess
the silence of the infinite abyss is deafening
earth shadow quiets the luminous home called bodytemple
the soul living inside the darkness spills out
a silent creature of the night climbs out of my eyeholes
she whispers, nothing is real
I tell her, I know
I was born there and will return one day
what is your name? she asks
I have seen Death's face before
felt the stonecold squeeze of her icy claws
I have no name, so Death cannot find me
I kiss her on the cheek, with a sparkle in my eye
my heart opens
and I step back into the dim morning light
bright black mix
I'm all for indigenous folks and their traditional Earth wisdom. Sitting Bull's first paragraph feels like truth to me. But then he says, "we cannot live beside them." This feels like he's starting to deviate from nature. To me, nature accepts all, no matter how bad or evil. All the energy we choose to emit out into the world is reflected back to us. Not accepting and integrating the plight of the European colonizers is exactly what Sitting Bull seems to be rallying against. The colonizers have not accepted the indigenous presence, and so his response is to not accept them...? There is no doubt that trying to accept such a shortsighted invasive population is incredibly hard. But then he also says "they claim this Mother Earth of ours for their own." And then he says "They will kill me before I give up this land that is our land." His distinction between being a steward of the Earth, as in, the Earth owns you, versus being an owner of the land gets blurry here. He was killed about 130 years ago, and the invasive species have grown thick.
A friend recently called me a neo-indian. The traditonal wisdom flows through my veins, but I think the new direction I am going in is one of radical inclusion. Instead of fighting and violence, I am walking the path of love and acceptance. The fast growing invasive species have spent all their energy growing tall like weeds, but I have spent my energy growing strong roots like a tree. I will slowly shade and out compete the weeds around me, I don't need to engage directly or kill them. I will use their work and inevitable death as fertilizer for a longer term lifestyle. The spring of my adult life is beginning to blossom. The forest is slowly regrowing all around me, our branches reach for the light...
dark n even darker
tru mist n shadow
open ya art
share da luv ya feel
hand n hand
dirt under ma toes
souls risin up
lost ma self n erfbeat
her warm ol artbeat
shakin dust off ma feet
ballet in the rain
joy of togetherness dancing
within your own heart and imagination
the change you seek
that change will seek you
who am I?
I am nothing
I have no eternal name
choose as you please
I am an individual cell
within our larger body
a we as much as a me
the dirt called my soul
grows a glowing seed
roots shine in the dark
leaves make shade in the light
a speck of infinite size
a song of infinite time
not just one thing
not who I was
the kaleidoscope called instinct
ripples like the sun
shining through cool clear water
revealing the silent giant
when the waves are still
a watermirror bodytemple
both transparent and reflective
I found the thread
weaving life together
watching a butterfly
transform into a thundering rainbow
listening to the whispered dreams
of soft rain song
I learned an old name...
omnivida neoprimal ladeolux
light of the goddess/god
stability within transformation
in this moment
live this truth
we all look
until we see
This is a wonderful video about Taoism and ancestral energy in relation to the psychedelic journey. Script below-
Terrence McKenna on Taoism
Well, I think, you know, people have the notion about tribal people that they...that their life is very hard. In some environments, in some situations, it is, but people try everywhere to create leisure for themselves, and to have an opportunity for aesthetic expression. In psychedelic societies, everything is art. I'm thinking particularly of, for instance, the Shipibo, in their classic expression-
The Shipibo are an Amazonian tribe, they cover every utilitarian object with design. Everything is, is an expression of uh the images of the internal world and language and puns and this sort of thing become very important uh life when you have nothing, life is easy, easily transformed into art because there's a how-ness about everything- how you make a fire, how you cast a pot, how you cook a monkey. Everything is uh a paradigmatic activity. Meaning, everything is traditional, everything has been done millions of times before in the way that your people do it, and so the individual is seen almost like just the cutting edge of the ancestral energy. And they even have the concept of what they call the way of the ancestors. And so you'll be doing something like sharpening a stick, and someone will come up to you and say, don't do it that way, we do it this way. This is the way of the ancestors. They they show you how to do it, and sure enough, it is easier to do it that way. Probably because this is the morphogenetic field of the how-ness.
And I think, uh Ralph mentioned this morning the confluence of yoga, alchemy, and shamanism in the Taoist tradition. And I think its worth stressing that because, to my mind, Taoism is the most refined ideal of human existence. It is open ended, it always yields to a good laugh, it's not dogmatic, it's rooted in nature, uh its uh sees the world as shells of energy that can be manipulated and cultivated uh and I really see Taoism as something broader than the nature religion that arose in southern China post, uh pre Confucius and so forth.
I see it as the kind of natural way of being in the world that tribal, tribally alive societies settle into and it's what we're trying to recreate uh... appropriate activity. That alone would create a world informing revolution. When I say that we must change our minds... that the physical accompaniment to changing our minds is that we will begin to behave appropriately. Bury out shit, manage our resources, lower our voices, uh it's simply awareness, awareness, and awareness of awareness.
And this is what these societies have that we have lost, and I think it's because the male ego is a wart on human perfection. And everybody has one, it's not a putdown of men. The male ego is a part of the repertoire of every human personality in the modern world, but it is unnecessary, devisive, it and uh... and out of Tao, and this reconnection with the Tao, with the flow, with the invisible, the spirits, the energies of sky and water and earth... the psychedelics impel us into recognizing these things, but it's our own intent that can allow us to bring these things back into the world and apply them. So for me that was the lesson of, of so called primitive people. - Terrence McKenna
No matter what forms we observe, but particularly in the organic, we shall find nowhere anything enduring, resting, completed, but rather that everything is in continuous motion. - Goethe
When you walk through a forest that has not been tamed and interfered with by man, you will see not only abundant life all around you, but you will also encounter fallen trees and decaying trunks, rotting leaves and decomposing matter at every step. Wherever you look, you will find death as well as life.
Upon closer scrutiny, however, you will discover that the decomposing tree trunk and rotting leaves not only give birth to new life, but are full of life themselves. Microorganisms are at work. Molecules are rearranging themselves. So death isn't to be found anywhere. There is only the metamorphosis of life forms. What can you learn from this? Death is not the opposite of life. Life has no opposite. The opposite of death is birth. Life is eternal. - Eckhart Tolle
I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink your tea. How you decorate your home. Or party. Your grocery list. The food you make. How your writing looks. And the way you feel. Life is art. - Helena Bonham Carter
love is a mystery
that we all can experience
it is nonfocusable
embracing all things
permeating all things
it is a completely different experience for everyone
it is one thing
alone and together
a white hole we orbit
a gravitational field
without a surface
the closer you get to it
the more energy
approached by words
but escaping them
music is our dance
our divine frenzy
I will continue to demonstrate
my power my pleasure my pain
Here is a ~50 minute mix I made today about this crazy little thing called love... I suppose it is my clearest representation of the sublime, stormy arc that I feel when orbiting the white hole...
loving mix <3
big shout out to all my buzz cut cyberpunk mystics
yall be bringin dat digital fire
straight off the dome yo
interdimensional temple dance
minnie the moocher
udu blue beauty
feeling spacious, gracious
oh so small
little grain of sand
a galaxy within me
infinity in all directions
a galaxy is a speck
size is relative
beyond the far shore
space is arbi trary
time is a thing of the past
come back to your speck
cherish your grain of sand
we ride at dawn
and dance in the moonlight
now is forever
energy is everywhere
good and evil fade away
the mystery surrounds you
the mystery is within you
aint that something?
yeah, I see your eyes twinklin'...
I am not bound
for any public place
but for ground
of my own
I have planted vines
and orchard trees
in the heat of the day
into the healing shadow
of the woods
- Wendell Berry
Berry's nonfiction serves as an extended conversation about the life he values. According to him, the good life includes sustainable agriculture, appropriate technologies, healthy rural communities, connection to place, the pleasures of good food, husbandry, good work, local economics, the miracle of life, fidelity, frugality, reverence, and the interconnectedness of life. The threats Berry finds to this good simple life include: industrial farming and the industrialization of life, ignorance, hubris, greed, violence against others and against the natural world, the eroding topsoil in the United States, global economics, and environmental destruction. - via wiki
strengthen the mind
words from friends
reveal spirits within
snow white rose
crisp autumn twilight
the blossom flows
in the soft pink sunlight
for balance to grow
into the wild dark we go
where it starts
close your eyes
open your soul
feel the connection
feel the expression
say hello to a stranger
make a new friend
find adventure everywhere
life fills to the brim!
The world evolves due to changes that take place in individuals. By individuals I mean all living things. The world evolves due to a growing awareness in the lives of all things and is expressed in their actions. The actions of all things are guided by a growing awareness of life. We call it inspiration. Living by inspiration is living. Living by intellect- by comparisons, calculations, schemes, concepts, ideas- is all a structure of pride in which there is not beauty or happiness- no life. Where pride walks, nothing of life remains. It is the supreme destroyer of life. Pride leaves nothing in its path. It is death in life.
Hold fast to your life, to beauty and happiness and inspiration, and to obedience to inspiration. Do not imitate others or seek advice anywhere except from your own mind. No-one can help you. No-one knows what your life should be. No-one knows what your life or life itself should be because it is in the process of being created. Life moves according to a growing consciousness of life and is completely unpredictable. If you live according to human knowledge, according to precept, values and standards, you live in the past. If you live entirely in the past you will not know beauty or happiness and you will not in fact live. You must believe in life. Believe that you can know the truth about life. The current of the river of life moves us. Awareness of life, beauty and happiness is the current of the river. With great awareness we move rapidly. With no awareness we do not move. - Agnes Martin
I am no longer waiting for a special occasion; I burn the best candles on ordinary days.
I am no longer waiting for the house to be clean; I fill it with people who understand that even dust is Sacred.
I am no longer waiting for everyone to understand me; It’s just not their task.
I am no longer waiting for the perfect children; my children have their own names that burn as brightly as any star.
I am no longer waiting for the other shoe to drop; It already did, and I survived.
I am no longer waiting for the time to be right; the time is always now.
I am no longer waiting for the mate who will complete me; I am grateful to be so warmly, tenderly held.
I am no longer waiting for a quiet moment; my heart can be stilled whenever it is called.
I am no longer waiting for the world to be at peace; I unclench my grasp and breathe peace in and out.
I am no longer waiting to do something great; being awake to carry my grain of sand is enough.
I am no longer waiting to be recognized; I know that I dance in a holy circle.
I am no longer waiting for Forgiveness.
I believe, I Believe.
- Mary Anne Perrone
A thoughtful friend recently pointed me towards a greenthumb named Leela. Although I don't think I'm on the map yet, I see a sparkling mountain peak through the mist, a light whisperer walking the path up...
Leela asked a very simple question-
How can we update the ancient (farm structure) technology?
I've been thinking about density, specifically energy density and population density in relation to acquiring food. To stay alive, 1 human needs about 3-5 pounds of food per day, compromising carbohydrates, fats, proteins, fiber, vitamins and minerals. Regardless of whether you eat meat or not, the foundation of the food chain is what you find on the ground- plants and fungi. (there are about 20,000 known edible species) All of the food we eat takes up space on the ground. Before food reaches your mouth, it must be grown, harvested, and transported. I'm stating very generalized facts here. There are lots of different methods of how this all happens.
In modern food farming culture, the steps of growth, harvest, and transportation are all mediated by human inputs. For example, we breed seeds, move the seeds where we want to plant them, transport and add amendments to the soil near the seeds, till the soil before planting them, harvest them with tractor implements, transport them to a distribution center, transport them to a market, and then you transport them to your home. The two most important human inputs in the modern equation are oil for transportation/tractors, and a global road network. Remove either from your food supply chain, and things get a little ...wilder.
Oil comes from the earth, and although it might never die out completely, it is a finite resource of energy. The global road network is probably going to remain, whether I like it or not. I think it is ok to transport materials, but my energetic preference is to use what is nearby. Modern farming is hugely reliant on energy inputs. Transportation requires energy, we spend a ton of energy moving matter around.
I am more interested in the other end of the spectrum.
How do we acquire food with minimal energy input?
When we lived on a younger, less ravaged earth, it was probably closer to being in the Garden of Eden. Food grows itself and drips off plants without any input from us- we just show up and collect the bounty. Harvesting itself requires energy, however- skill and patience and walking is needed to forage for food. Also, when you live off the abundance of the local plants, you are at their mercy. If there's not enough food in an ecosystem, you gotta move or adapt. We have moved away from the hunter-gatherer lifestyle into a more predicable farming based approach. But more predictable does not necessarily mean better.
There's a great analogy in Antifragile by Nassim Taleb- the independent niche craftsperson experiences a lot of volatility in day to day work- work inflow can be feast or famine. But, the amount of volatility is stable over the lifetime of the craftsperson's career. On the other hand, the corporate company worker experiences almost no volatility in day to day work, BUT... if and when the company decides to lay the worker off, there is a huge amount of stress in the transition to another job. Although a corporate worker's job seems stable to the naive observer, Taleb makes the point that we have not considered the entire career life cycle. If you look at the craftsperson's whole career, the initial startup is arguably harder, but once you've normalized to the more turbulent sea, their career is more stable over time.
Modern farming seems more stable, but in the same way corporate workers don't seem to mention the times of famine between jobs, as a society, we don't mention food acquisition without huge energy inputs. Companies don't last forever, and neither does oil.
OK, so let's just assume that modern farming isn't a sustainable long term method of acquiring food. What then?
We all can't go back to a purely hunter-gatherer lifestyle (yet), there are too many of us. Population density is a big part of the equation. What happens when an environment can't support an animal population? Well... the population either finds a new food source, or the population declines to a level that the land can sustain, or a little of both.
Let's say you want to grow all your food on your farm.
The anecdotal evidence I've heard is that 1 human requires about 1/4 to 1/3 of a acre (~10,000-15,000 square feet) of growing space to meet their food needs. So a community of 10 people would require about 3-4 acres, a community of 100 would require about 30-40 acres.
If most of your food is grown on site, transportation costs go way down, but this method still assumes that humans are "growing" food. Growing food, especially annuals, is hard work, harder than most people want to work these days. And, growing food in a particular area means you are tethered to that spot, "protecting" the crops from "invaders."
This is basically the model of most small scale family farms. The method works, but it's not very elegant.
Food grows itself- it thrives! ...if you work with it, observing and integrating. Our desire to feel in control over nature is a coping mechanism to hide from the truth. We sweat and force and push and pull the natural world, call it "growing plants," and then pat ourselves on the back. Meanwhile, old growth forest chuckles in the background as it grows itself... autonomously, and also while supporting massive biodiversity. Perhaps we are missing the forest for the trees.
When everything is in balance, life is playful joy. For everything to be in balance, we must consider the whole forest, the whole earth.
Foraging + forest gardening + stewardship + networking = long term global food web.
This is the equation I'm using to widen our perspective.
The dividing line between the first three is a matter of how much seeding and weeding you want to do in an area, and why. When you form a relationship with a plant, sometimes you help it live, sometimes you try to kill it. Ideally, outside of harvesting, the only energy input is simple seeding by hand without tilling (Fukuoka's seed balls), and occasional pruning of unhealthy growth. A few compost amendments can go a long way too.
Fundamentally, the core idea is nurturing a spatial concentration of cooperative, edible biodiversity- a green garden circle on the map. You can start by making friends with a single tree, then meeting all her friends, then just keep expanding your circle of love outwards. Once a forest garden is established, it is mostly perennial species that grow themselves.
Foraging in the wild areas between forest gardens, spreading seeds where they call to be sowed, observing the infinite subtle mystery... the whole earth becomes a divine playground, a kaleidoscopic organic sanctuary.
Networking via the internet is a vital step in our evolution. I think it could help alleviate the weight of the ball and chain called property ownership. A network of foraging forest garden stewards could interact with the property system without harming it or encouraging its growth either.
Projects like iNaturalist and Falling Fruit geotag living species on an interactive map. These efforts could be expanded to include whole gardens or small plots where it is safe to steward. In that direction is Leela's project out of the SF Bay called leelamaps. It maps plant locations, but it also includes community resources, building materials, and general notes about an area. Similarly, in St. Louis, Rae Miller is growing a food shed map of local family farms.
A strengthened network of information about plant populations could cultivate a lifestyle of smooth eco-operators seasonaly migrating along connected routes of food abundance, perhaps like a neo-native open source underground railroad of healthy edible ecosystems. These networks are simmering with activity and potential in pockets all over the world, but they have not reached a critical mass yet... The soil warms, the seed stirs!
There is a great scene in the beginning of La Belle Verte- a few hundred people, a woke futuristic utopian society, gather in a big green field. They all sit together and offer their abundance and needs to the group- I have too many potatoes, I need some yarn.
The internet is beginning to facilitate this type of sharing behavior on a global scale. Call it the gift economy, call it cooperative egalitarianism, call it the natural path of the ancients, or just call it loving with your whole body... whatever the name of the mountain, I think it is the one we must climb together to maintain our balance with Earth.
For a seed to grow roots, it must emerge from the dark...
A mighty tree starts as a single tiny leafhand, grasping for sunbeams.
I am roaming our big blue home, planting wild seeds in the hearts, minds, and soils of our worldsoul.
I am growing roots to connect all life.
I seek connection with you.
ok flow with me here, just fleshing out some feelz
modern industrial farming really hurts the earth
they use a ton of energy, mostly oil, for tractors and transportation
we compact and till the soil
we cover and fill the soil with plastic
we sculpt and dig and move materials all around
in our efforts to control and manipulate plants
we have forgotten to listen
how does a tree express love?
how does the seed awaken?
how do roots make friends?
the old woods have old secrets
too big for human life
we may put together a little bit of the puzzle
but life's well keeps getting deeper
learn her mysterious old ways
just try to follow along
how do we help her grow without controlling?
gotta get real quiet and low and soft
on her level
tell me what you need Big Mama
I will help you
you know what she told me?
surf the wave
called the here and now
when the wind blows
when the sun falls
when the rain kisses you
you may paddle your little raft
but the big life river carries us
you may control one part of life
but you cannot contain her vastness
go into the diversity
go into the unknown jungle
go into the dark
if you lose sight of her light
and you can always feel the direction of her warmth
the magic happens
close to the ground
do you want to know how to help Big Mama?
live, sing, play!
go find out what you really are
we all look
until we see
when you touch the light
remember your roots...
It seems that many farms start by assuming, in a somewhat rote way, what a crop is. Corn, soybeans, tomatoes, etc. are selected and the land is tamed to suit the crop. Because these plants would not naturally grow on that site, they need to be supported with inputs such as fertilizer, water and shelter. Instead why not look at what edible plant life would naturally and even exuberantly grow on that landscape and figure out how to make nature’s bounty delicious (with the help of creative chefs and taste enthusiasts)? Wild plants such as sumac trees love “poor” soils and do not require any irrigation, fertilizers, chemical pesticides, tilling, regarding, mulching, black plastic, or hoop houses. This is what I envision when I think of sustainable agriculture. - Tama Matsuoka Wong, via
Agriculture did not become a reliable source of food until fossil fuels gave us the massive energy subsidies needed to avoid shortfalls… We now use an average of 4 to 10 calories for each calorie of food energy… Agriculture consumes more calories of work and resources than can be produced in food, and so is on the wrong side of the point of diminishing returns. That’s a good definition of unsustainability… When farming can no longer be subsidized by petrochemicals, famine will once again be a regular visitor. - Toby Hemenway, via “Is Sustainable Agriculture an Oxymoron?”
The boundary between tame and wild exists only in the imperfections of the human mind. - Aldo Leopold
Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains. I would drink deeper; fish in the sky, whose bottom is pebbly with stars. I cannot count one. I know not the first letter of the alphabet. I have always been regretting that I was not as wise as the day I was born. The intellect is a cleaver; it discerns and rifts its way into the secret of things. I do not wish to be any more busy with my hands than is necessary. My head is hands and feet. I feel all my best faculties concentrated in it. My instinct tells me that my head is an organ for burrowing, as some creatures use their snout and fore-paws, and with it I would mine and burrow my way through these hills. I think that the richest vein is somewhere hereabouts; so by the divining rod and thin rising vapors I judge; and here I will begin to mine. - Henry David Thoreau via Walden
Total ease, complete calm, absolute freedom, supreme happiness and pure peace. Absence of any uncertainty, any doubt, confusion, any delusion and all ignorance. Presence of confidence, certainty, understanding all, and full direct experience. Absence of any greed, lust, desire, urge, attraction, hunger, and any temptation. Presence of imperturbable and serene composure in an all still silenced equanimity. Absence of all hate, anger, aversion, irritation, opposition and any stubborn rigidity. Presence of universal goodwill: An infinite, all-embracing, gentle, and friendly kindness. - via
Paul Simon - Cant Run But - Dave Harrington edit.mp3
A winding river
Gets wound around a heart. Pull it
Tighter and tighter
Until the muddy waters part
Down by the river bank
A blues band arrives...
The music suffers baby
The music business thrives ohhh
I saw a shooting star last night
a diamond in the rough
I think she is from the same universe...
wild ancient seed from the clear sky
planted in my life by a star friend
the darshan of a fellow light being
feels like sunshine
after the storm
playing in the mud together again
under the rainbow
I have known a few psychic parasites, and I want to energetically send them some love. The struggle is real for all of us, but murky waters in the internal ocean of emotion have settled, and I see their struggles more clearly than before. I feel like some people are attracted to me precisely because I have a healthy relationship with my pain body. Maybe I helped regulate their imbalances. Regardless, here's what works for me-
Practicing regular physical movement, as well as mental stillness, helps me keep the pain body small. I still feel pain, but instead of it growing out of control within me, these outlets allow me to go into the pain and practice digesting it in manageable sizes. Embracing the pain helps me see it as something I can use constructively.
For example, during body weight strength training, I'll do ab crunches to failure. The last few reps of each set find the limit of how much pain I can handle. Or during yoga poses like uttanasana (standing forward bend), I'll dwell in the pain of my hamstrings stretching.
Finding mental stillness is harder but much more helpful. I like to go for sauntering walks around sunset, and I'll often find a quiet spot to sit. I don't actively try to think or feel anything, I just allow my mind to be open and expansive. I'll stare at a painful memory for a bit, but then I'll naturally drift along to something else. I'll circle back around to the pain until it dissappates on its own. Sometimes old pain comes up randomly... I actively try to not shun or ignore it. It takes some practice, but I've found it helpful to stop whatever I'm doing and simply observe the past trauma. Acknowledge it. I see you, and I feel you, Pain.
If I've tried all my other pain management, and it continues to linger for days on end or begins to get out of control, then I'll seek a fresh perspective from a friend. If you're trying not to struggle, but you're still struggling, be honest about it. In my experience, other people will help you out.
Also, I've learned that numbing the pain with vices/addictions like weed or alcohol does NOT help it go away, they just help you temporarily forget or hide from it. Pain never completely goes away, we just get better at living with it. Pain exists, but suffering is optional.
"Any emotionally painful experience can be used as food by the pain body. That’s why it thrives on negative thinking as well as drama in relationships. The pain-body is an addiction to unhappiness.
If you are alone, the pain body will feed on your thoughts. Suddenly your thinking becomes deeply negative. All thought is energy and the pain body is feeding on the energy of your thoughts.
The usual pattern of thought creating emotion is reversed in the case of the pain body, at least initially. Emotion from the pain body quickly gains control of your thinking. The voice in your head will be telling sad, anxious or angry stories about yourself or your life, about other people, about past, future, or imaginary events. The voice will be blaming, accusing, complaining, imagining. And you are totally identified with whatever the voice says, believing all it’s distorted thoughts. At that point the addiction to unhappiness sets in.
It’s not so much that you cannot stop your train of negative thoughts, but that you don’t want to. This is because the pain body at the time is living through you, pretending to be you. And to the pain body, pain is pleasure. It eagerly devours every negative thought. In fact, the usual voice in your head has now become the voice of the pain body. It has taken over your internal dialogue. A vicious circle becomes established between the pain body and your thinking. Every thought feeds the pain body and in turn the pain body generates more thoughts. At some point, after a few days, it has replenished itself and returns to its dormant stage, leaving behind a depleted organism and a body that is much more susceptible to illness. If that sounds to you like a psychic parasite, you are right. That’s exactly what it is." - Eckhart Tolle via A New Earth
"Rosenberg was influenced by Erich Fromm, George Albee, and George Miller to adopt a community focus in his work, moving away from clinical psychological practice. The central ideas influencing this shift by Rosenberg were that:
1- individual mental health depends on the social structure of a community (Fromm)
2- therapists alone are unable to meet the psychological needs of a community (Albee)
3- knowledge about human behavior will increase if psychology is freely given to the community (Miller)
Rosenberg's work with Carl Rogers on research to investigate the necessary and sufficient conditions of a therapeutic relationship was central to the development of NVC. Rogers emphasized:
1- experiential learning
2- frankness about one's emotional state
3- the satisfaction of hearing others "in a way that resonates for them"
4- the enriching and encouraging experience of "creative, active, sensitive, accurate, empathic listening"
5- the "deep value of congruence between one's own inner experience, one's conscious awareness, and one's communication"
6- the enlivening experience of unconditionally receiving love or appreciation and extending the same"
"I used to think that the brain was the most wonderful organ in my body. Then I realized who was telling me this." - Emo Philips
one of those late nights
dreamy, creative, slippin a little
been flowing more than usual
cool clear water, you know
been peering deep into the dark
light burning deep in my soul
so human and small and very very tiny in the whole cosmic drama, mama
lil starspeck, hmmm
feeling the weight on my chest of all them stars too
loves lost, but not forgotten
they sparkle in the night sky of my soul
dancin in the moonlight
fading into the dark
but not without a spark!
thunder rumbling in my toes
gotta shake the dust
a whole lotta movin and shakin...
I Said A Holllll lotta Movin and Shakin!
bones start itching
I can feel it
coming in the air tonight
wobble wit me!
wobble wit me!
wobble wit me!
*cue late night dance mix*
Nurture life; Walk in love and beauty; Trust the knowledge that comes through the body; Speak the truth about conflict, pain, and suffering; Take only what you need; Think about the consequences of your actions for seven generations; Approach the taking of life with great restraint; Practice great generosity; Repair the web.
- Carol P. Christ, via wiki
An organic farmer is the best peacemaker today, because there is more violence, more death, more destruction, more wars, through a violent industrial agricultural system. And to shift away from that into an agriculture of peace is what organic farming is doing.
- Vandana Shiva
I do not particularly like the word 'work.' Human beings are the only animals who have to work, and I think that is the most ridiculous thing in the world. Other animals make their livings by living, but people work like crazy, thinking that they have to in order to stay alive. The bigger the job, the greater the challenge, the more wonderful they think it is. It would be good to give up that way of thinking and live an easy, comfortable life with plenty of free time. I think that the way animals live in the tropics, stepping outside in the morning and evening to see if there is something to eat, and taking a long nap in the afternoon, must be a wonderful life. For human beings, a life of such simplicity would be possible if one worked to produce directly his daily necessities. In such a life, work is not work as people generally think of it, but simply doing what needs to be done.
In my opinion, if 100% of the people were farming it would be ideal. If each person were given one quarter-acre, that is 1 1/4 acres to a family of five, that would be more than enough land to support the family for the whole year. If natural farming were practiced, a farmer would also have plenty of time for leisure and social activities within the village community. I think this is the most direct path toward making this country a happy, pleasant land.
- Masanobu Fukuoka, The One-Straw Revolution
Man is born with an instinct for naturalness. He has never forgotten the days of his primordial perfection, except insomuch as the memory became buried under the artificial superstructure of civilization and its artificial concepts. Sahaja means natural... The tree grows according to Sahaja, natural and spontaneous in complete conformity with the Natural Law of the Universe. Nobody tells it what to do or how to grow. It has no swadharma or rules, duties and obligations incurred by birth. It has only svabhava - its own inborn self or essence - to guide it. Sahaja is that nature which, when established in oneself, brings the state of absolute freedom and peace. - via wiki
This is the best video I've seen of Fukuoka lately
We are connected, right now, rooted into life
jah dance like da sea
feelin da vibe, movin
touchin da erf, so soothin
weave wit ma heart
ma part of da art
feel da hol wave mon
hol body groovin!
da tree songs I would like ta jam wit chu are below, brahdas n sistahs
The impish American writer and Bohemian Club member Gelett Burgess, who coined the word blurb, supplied this description of the amorphous place called Bohemia:
To take the world as one finds it, the bad with the good, making the best of the present moment- to laugh at Fortune alike whether she be generous or unkind- to spend freely when one has money, and to hope gaily when one has none- to fleet the time carelessly, living for love and art- this is the temper and spirit of the modern Bohemian in his outward and visible aspect. It is a light and graceful philosophy, but it is the Gospel of the Moment, this exoteric phase of the Bohemian religion; and if, in some noble natures, it rises to a bold simplicity and naturalness, it may also lend its butterfly precepts to some very pretty vices and lovable faults, for in Bohemia one may find almost every sin save that of Hypocrisy. ...
His faults are more commonly those of self-indulgence, thoughtlessness, vanity and procrastination, and these usually go hand-in-hand with generosity, love and charity; for it is not enough to be one’s self in Bohemia, one must allow others to be themselves, as well. ...
What, then, is it that makes this mystical empire of Bohemia unique, and what is the charm of its mental fairyland? It is this: there are no roads in all Bohemia! One must choose and find one’s own path, be one’s own self, live one’s own life.
the universal spirit uses the body
but is not limited by it
the body is temporary
spirit is eternal
looks and appearences
are part of the truth
but not the whole truth
if you're trying hard to be pretty
...you probably ain't
just feel beautiful
true beauty can glow through
any shape or form
when you close your eyes
who do you see within?
once you cleanse your inner vision
close your eyes
to see nothing but the light
Bright Dazzlement asked Nonexistence,
Sir, do you exist or do you not exist?
Unable to obtain any answer, Bright Dazzlement stared intently at the other's face and form...
all was vacuity and blankness.
He stared all day but could see nothing,
listened but could hear no sound,
stretched out his hand but grasped nothing.
Perfect! exclaimed Bright Dazzlement.
Who can reach such perfection?
I can conceive of the existence of nonexistence, but not of the nonexistence of nonexistence.
Yet this man has reached the stage of the nonexistence of nonexistence.
How could I ever reach such perfection?!
- Chuang Tzu, Chapter 22, Burton Watson translation
your life ripples outward
the rest of life ripples back
when the universe agrees with you
it's a good sleep
after playin all day in the river
flowin within us
seeds drip from my fingertips
good livin feels like
the first time
the sun kisses them
love's roots radiating
in all directions
weaving into everything
walking barefoot together
in the river
I am the earth
I am her breathin
she sees with my 3 eyes
her vision of healin
one for above
one for below
one for the mystery
livin between 'em
eye of the tiger
silence of the black panther
speed of the cheetah
bite of the jaguar
strength of the puma
heart of the lion
...pouncing upon our spirit right meow!
See the entire big cat image gallery here!
a thread of life energy
I am one of these threads
I am all these threads, too
I did think, let’s go about this slowly.
This is important. This should take
some really deep thought. We should take
small thoughtful steps.
But, bless us, we didn’t.
- Mary Oliver
be softer with you.
you are a breathing thing.
a memory to someone.
a home to a life.
- Nayirrah Waheed
soul is da vibration
vibration is da music
you bin singin it since long before ya birth
gonna keep singing it
shakin jah dust
rattlin dem roots
make ya whole body glow
dancin in jah moonlight
flowin on true riddim
heartbeat of da universe
look at this picture
now look at your mind
now look at the one who is looking
if you see this...
you are the excellent one.
every being is a builder of a temple called
sculptors of flesh and bone
step into the river
again and again and again...
the life stream will polish you smooth
loving is our ultimate work.
love itself is the action of being in the same space with other beings.
what does loving the whole world look like?
can I be in the same space with ALL other beings?
how do I embody the universal spirit of life?
when I peer deeply into these questions,
I am both humbled and inspired.
together, we ride big ol' blue mama.
life is eternal.
our watery space rock ain't the only one,
and just because your tiny ass body, heaven forbid,
happens to die on us...
life will go on without you.
*cue love hurts*
in the meantime, while you're still above ground with us,
count your blessings.
observe the mystery.
accept the experience.
the ocean is made of drops.
I am a little drop, seeking clear waters in a vast sea.
worldsoul flowing within me,
nothing is perfect,
nothing is permanent,
nothing is finished.
just keep swimming!
and you will be nourished.
To be is to be perceived, and so to know thyself is only possible through the eyes of the other. The nature of our immortal lives is in the consequences of our words and deeds that go on and are pushing themselves throughout all time. Our lives are not our own. From womb to tomb, we are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future. - The Revelation of Sonmi-451, via Cloud Atlas
this is your first test
manifest a lifevest
she looks good now
your castle on wave crest
you thought it's the main quest
but once you see
the sea of debris...
surf in the now
can't follow a recipe
open the present
inside of me
we return to each other in waves
emoceans flowing together
what is down there?
at the bottom of your sea
we can dive deeper this time
dark and even darker
into the cold black
my eyes are filled
but your light