NE MT. HOOD SITE #2—Inside me, the forest flourished. Off to the right, high in the trees, a bird chirped his song. Across to the left, bees hovered and alit on the large bush where I toss the dishwater, probably attracted to the Dr. Bonner’s soap I use. Below, a large ant carries a bread crumb I had dropped yesterday at lunch. Another bird, this one silent, lands on a rock five feet away, tilts his head and examines the ground. Not seeing anything of interest, he flies off.
The phone “bings” and I contract. Everything that was at once both me and not me seems to recede, to grow more distant, to separate into individual parts. I contract from being the world, to being in the world. I contract into a body sitting in the cargo door of a van, a van sitting in a forest on a mountain in Oregon.
Long time reader Phil had just sent me an email and synchronistically it was about a study duplicating what I was just doing—sitting alone doing nothing. The study reported how a quarter of women and two-thirds of men would rather give themselves electric shocks than do exactly what I was just doing. A shock that, having felt it prior, they said they would pay good money to avoid.
“Wayne, I would rather push a button and give myself a really bad electrical shock than do what you do every day.”
No wonder I never got a single response to the Frog Master Meditation even though I basically called seekers who weren’t willing to do it spiritual tourists:
If you are serious about waking up and you don’t do this, then ask yourself why you are resisting (and also consider if maybe it isn’t time to find yourself a different “spiritual hobby”).
It's Time To Wake Up
Mystical Oneness and the Nine Aspects of Being is a step-by-step guide to enlightenment and beyond.
It's Time To Be Happy
It's Time Let Go
Imagine I have only seven days left to live.