Tiny Wirs (Edward James Wirs)

E.J. “Tiny” Wirs. August 5, 1934-June 21, 2017

June 22, 2017 12:41 PM

An hour into the summer solstice, my father detached from his well worn and beat-up body, hovered over it a few minutes, then took that wonderful tunnel ride into the Light.

Right this minute, as you read this, I’m certain that he’s hanging out in the Soul Realm, telling a rapt audience of old high-school buddies about all the adventures he had here in this silly, manifest world. … Read more…

Maybe Next Life

One Place—Two Different Lives

One Place—Two Different Lives


April 6, 2017 9:03 AM

I’ve decided not to write Through The Eyes of a Mystic—too self-centered. Too much like Fading Toward Enlightenment.

Anyway, here’s something I wrote a few weeks ago, something that was going to be in Through The Eyes of a Mystic. It’s a first (and probably final) draft, so please don’t judge it too harshly. … Read more…

Marketing From The Heart

Desert Road

Desert Road


December 10, 2016 1:24 PM

I was telling Michelle the other day that, now that I’ve accomplished everything from my Dying Regrets List, all I want to do is help people.

Since I’m not comfortable with self-promotion, I don’t enjoy “pitching” people. So, when you know you have a product that can help people, but you refuse to pitch it to them, what’s one to do? … Read more…

You Are On The Right Path

The Mist Moves Toward The Light

The Mist Moves Toward The Light


September 4, 2016 8:36 AM

I stood and stared at the scene above. I stood in awe and wonder and gratitude for at least ten minutes.

Continue doing what you’re doing, I heard Her whisper. You are on the right path, Wayne.

Do everything for love.

Write the book for your audience, not for your self interests.

Live for others.

I had just finished the book, The Art of Peace yesterday. I was amazed at how similarly we experienced Her. As Light. As Love. As the Life Force. As a living Being, right here, right now. Everywhere.

As the fog moved through the shadows toward the Light, like a million souls merging with the Divine, I gazed in wonder and gratitude.

You are on the right path, Wayne. Continue doing what you’re doing.

I know this makes me officially crazy.

It feels so good though. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

You’ve Been Dumbed Down

The Dumbing Of Consciousness

The Dumbing Of Consciousness


August 21, 2016 5:10 PM

Worse, you chose to be dumbed down.

The unexamined assumption is that the brain generates consciousness.

The truth—when we examine the evidence—is that consciousness is limited by the brain. … Read more…

The Reluctant Identitist

The Slow Fall

The Slow Fall


August 8, 2016 4:20 PM

If I absolutely had to define you, if I had to assign you an identity…

You are Intelligent Love currently manifested as a Self (individual, essential consciousness), which is currently manifested as a Soul (personal, eternal consciousness), which is currently manifested as a Human (mortal consciousness).

Intelligent Love: The Divine/Source undifferentiated.

Self: The essential, most basic layer of individual consciousness.

Soul: The personal, eternal consciousness. (In all accounts of reincarnation and near-death experiences, the subject’s personality remains stable and unaltered.)

Human: The physical manifestation of mortal consciousness.

But identities are so clunky and limiting. I think I’ll stick with you-whatever-that-is.

More Guys With Guns Trying To Intimidate

Where The Path Leads Is Uncertain

Where The Path Leads Is Uncertain


July 28, 2016 10:28 AM

The book is coming well. This new “focused version” is making it much easier to write. Or maybe it’s just the mountain.

Yesterday, I drove into town for some people time, then set up camp at this sweet spot I know, but last night—after dark—two guys set up their “camp” about 50 yards away and started firing their guns in what I guess was an attempt to drive me out. … Read more…

Why I’m Coming Back

A Vehicle For Participating In Life

A Vehicle For Participating In Life


July 16, 2016 10:12 AM

I’m not getting much done on the book. I’m not at peace. There’s too much pain being shared in the world right now… and I’m feeling it. Without peace, the book feels forced. So I’m not working on it.

I’ve heard a hundred times—thousands maybe—that the enlightened don’t need to reincarnate, that they only come back to help others (the Bodhisattva Vow).

That’s BS pure and simple. Not the Vow—the Vow is wonderful, even natural. The BS is the “I’m enlightened, I’m at peace with everything” thing.

They just made that up.

That or their definition of “enlightenment” means Dead.

Life—to live—isn’t so simple. … Read more…

Discovering Your Life’s Purpose

Remember what you're fighting for. (Painting in the bathroom of Bookman's in Flagstaff, AZ)

Remember what you’re fighting for. (Painting in the bathroom of Bookman’s in Flagstaff, AZ)


April 19, 2016 1:52 PM

If you believe you are a Soul—and at this point, why wouldn’t you?—and if you believe you came back for a reason (and why wouldn’t you?), then how do you discover that reason? How do you discover your life’s purpose?

Over the last couple of days, I wrote the following for the book-in-progress under the chapter The Lessons of the Soul. Yeah, I know, earlier I had mentioned I was in “clean up the text” mode, but soon realized there was more to say. It’s a process.

Standard first-draft disclaimers apply… … Read more…