Transitions

THE DESERT

February 17, 2017 10:18 AM

Doors and windows and stairs and bridges. These used to be some of my favorite subjects to photograph. They featured prominently in Fading Toward Enlightenment. I’ve often been drawn to them. Not always, but often.

Now I understand why. … Read more…

The Moment (Inner Ego)

The Remains Of The Lover's Breakfast

The Remains Of The Lover’s Breakfast

HOOD RIVER, OR

September 7, 2016 10:35 AM

The Inner Ego Aspect is all about our core personality. Not our roles, not our beliefs. Not our Me-story. Deep, ingrained personality traits. Traits that are practically impossible to change on our own, yet still change all on their own. … Read more…

The ‘Me’ Vacuum

This is your brain on 'Me'

This is your brain on ‘Me’

NEAR FLAGSTAFF, AZ

April 17, 2016 10:41 AM

The other day, I asked Michelle how she accesses Emptiness. She responded (in part):

Usually I’ll be ruminating on something and then snap into a “wait, this is ridiculous to spend all of this mental energy on illusion” sort of realization and it will just happen like that.

When I get caught up in my me-me-me thoughts, I focus on the feel of the contraction/thoughts and visualize pulling them out of my head and dropping them to the ground beside me.

What happens next is what most people call “enlightenment.” The outside world fills the space that was left behind when the me-me-me thoughts were removed and the world and I become one. The Gateless Gate—the felt barrier between the inside world and the outside world—vanishes.

Notice what happened with both Michelle and I: We were focused on interior thoughts (the introspective section of the brain was activated), then we removed the contents of the interior. Because nature abhors a vacuum, the interior space automatically gets “filled” with the outside world. … Read more…

The Forest Sprites

I Awoke To Snow

I Awoke To Snow

NEAR FLAGSTAFF, AZ

April 16, 2016 8:16 AM

“Snow,” my mind said as I lay in bed, looking out the window just as clump fell from a branch. As the clump fell, it released a cloud, and—backlit by the morning sun—a forest sprite appeared and drifted briefly through the wood, lost, only to succumb to the hardness of the material world… collapsing and dying and fading into the ground.

“Snow,” my Mind said.

But my Heart saw a forest sprite.

Have you ever met someone who just “gets” you? Your Mind says they understand you, but your Heart feels/knows/experiences that they get you. … Read more…

A Tough Few Days — Part II: The LSD Study

An Illusion?

An Illusion?

NEAR FLAGSTAFF, AZ

April 15, 2016 10:15 AM

Yesterday I mentioned that a couple of things had thrown me for a loop: The “failure” of a theory I had, and an article I had read earlier that morning which made me question if spirituality was just a big mental illusion.

This morning, Rob resolved the first point (in the comments) by noting that my theory’s “failure” was due to a simple framing problem (physical needs confused with mental desires (a point worthy of a blog post all it’s own)), but the problem of “spirituality being all in your head” was still disturbing.  … Read more…

What You Focus On, You Become

The Mysteriously Missing Self

The Mysteriously Missing Self

NEAR FLAGSTAFF, AZ

April 10, 2016 10:42 AM

When I’m writing a blog post, the “me” disappears and I become the Post.

When I write computer code, the “me” disappears and I become the Code.

When I watch the horrors on the news, the “me” disappears and I become the Horror.

I suspect the same goes for yourself.

What we focus on, we become.Read more…

I Guarantee You’ll Be Happier If You…

Practicing What I Preach

Practicing What I Preach

NEAR FLAGSTAFF, AZ

April 4, 2016 2:40 PM

Live your life like there is a 75% chance that you’ll be dead in two years.

Seriously. Try it. Really dive into this idea, and watch where it takes you. 75% chance, not 100… 75.

Suddenly Death becomes your Motivator, your Timekeeper, your Coach. Death—once the enemy—becomes your personal Spiritual Guide. … Read more…

The Art of Spiritual Surrender

An Abstract in Pine

An Abstract in Pine

NEAR FLAGSTAFF, AZ

April 3, 2016 2:49 PM

I surrendered to Her whispers and fled the Great Nomadic Horde of the desert for the forests around Flagstaff: Robins and bluebirds and ravens and squirrels and pines and plenty of free camping and the oh so glorious solitude.

It’s too cold for the Horde—but it’s perfect for me. … Read more…

The Lessons of the Little Dark Night

A Light Behind it All

A Light Behind it All

NEAR COTTONWOOD, AZ

March 29, 2016 1:22 PM

I sat in the Wendy’s and watched the man. He had just raised a cup to his lips when he vanished. One moment he was there, and then he was gone.

He just disappeared. … Read more…

Hopelessness

A New Day After A Dark Night

A New Day After A Dark Night

NEAR COTTONWOOD, AZ

March 26, 2016 7:05 AM

Last night, a smaller, gentler Dark Night of the Soul—my second in about seven years. Gentler, but more profound than the first.

I don’t want to get caught up in documenting and explaining it yet. I’ve recorded the experience in my phone. I’ll transcribe it later. I want to digest it first.

March 26, 2016 10:01 AM

TRANSCRIPT FROM VOICE RECORDER: … Read more…