Sometimes She Bites

Out My Window

Chewacla SP, Auburn, AL—I’ve often said, “The less there is of me, the more there is of Her.” Often, for people who are physically near me, they pick up on Her energy (I know how pompous that sounds, but it is what it is). For some, She hugs them and they reap Her benefits—my mother, one of my former students—but for others, sometimes She’s a little more… forceful.

Sometimes She bites.

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The Meaning of Life

Wagon Wheel

Coe Landing CP, Tallahassee, FL—Let us assume for a minute, that what I wrote previously—and what mystics for thousands of years have been saying—is true. What then would be the meaning of your life—this life? What is your purpose here?

Between your last life and this life, something ripped you apart from your Beloved—some attachment to this world. How do you determine what that was?

The trick to finding the meaning of your life is to remember that you intentionally chose this lifetime because it holds the very issue that you are attached to.

How do you figure out what that attachment is? Simple, just determine how your life sucks.

What recurring issues have followed you around your entire life?

Do you have a lifelong…

  • recurring or prevalent problem?
  • obsession or compulsion?
  • unfulfilled longing or dream?
  • physical or mental handicap?

If you keep in mind that you chose this life so that you (as a Soul) could grow, then your “problems” can be seen as a form of education and your lifetime as a form of Wisdom School.

The trick though, is not in trying to fix yourself—fixing the “mortal” problem is just a bandaid solution and won’t fix your core attachment—the trick is to transcend your issues.

The trick is to learn to live in harmony with them.

When you live in harmony with Life, you are in want of nothing.

When you are in want of nothing, there is nothing left to pull you apart from Her.

What is the meaning of life?

To find harmony with Life.

Happy New Year.

Life and Death

Heron on a Still Lake

Coe Landing CP, Tallahassee, FL

I know a secret about you.

I know what you did.

Not so long ago—you died.

You died, you detached from your old, dead body and you dissolved into Her.

And She dissolved into you.

You/Her were One.

You/Her were Everything.

All was Good.

Suddenly though, you felt a desire, an attachment to your past.

That desire, that longing, created a feeling of separation.

That simple feeling of separation ripped you apart from Her.

You and Her became Two.

Feeling separate from Her was agonizing. It was heart-breaking.

And it was all your fault.

You realized that in order to become One with Her again, you’d have to transcend whatever it was you were attached to.

You chose a new life—this life—because it holds what you need to help you overcome the desire that ripped you apart from Her.

You became a human— “you” —and She became everything else.

I’ll let you in on another secret:

She wants you back as badly as you want Her.

The Pull

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I’m considering pausing all my teaching stuff: the students (down to only six), the Wisdom for Alms, the teaching-type posts, maybe not even answering comments—temporarily making this blog more of an online diary rather than a back-and-forth communications forum.

I’m pulled to delve deeper.

In my video The Hourglass of Enlightenment (recorded, ironically, almost exactly two years ago), I mention—rather off-handedly near the 6:50 mark—that I suspect that there is another “room” below the one I had found myself in at the time of the video. I find myself drawn to that “other room” now.

When the personal self falls away, you fall through the “neck of the hourglass” into enlightenment, but when you start to delve into the mysteries of Will and Synchronicity and Miracles—machinations without a personal “doer”—you seem to fall even further, into a world of “Divine Happenings.” It is toward those depths that I feel drawn.

I guess you could say that—unlike the Implications of the Soul and the Implications of Synchronicity—I feel pulled into looking even deeper.

Deeper into the implications of God Herself.

Becoming One with the Divine

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I write a monthly column for Horizons Magazine. Usually I just take a blog entry and clean it up. This month’s issue is for the new year, so I wrote it from scratch. It could have been titled, Enlightenment for Mystics, but I went with the above.

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The Divine Nature of Evil

Blurry Waterfall

There is only Love.

Love is the essence—the source—of all things.

An evil man is just a man who loves himself above all else.

To understand the true nature of Love is to understand the greatest mystery of the Universe: The conflict between Man and God—the conflict between Separation (love of self) and Oneness (Love as Self).

Love is the essence of all things.

There is only Love.

The Three Owls

Three Owls

I am writing this before I turn on my Internet, before I get inundated with the daily emails, before I lose the feel for what has happened. I’m going to do the absolute minimal of editing to get it out there. I don’t want it to lose the power behind it.

For the last three months, I have been experimenting with the Law of Attraction/the Secret/the Power of the Mind/Wish Fulfillment/….

I feel if it works for anyone, it should work for me—one who has so little to get in the way of the Universe (though I hate that term). I’ll go into more details in future posts, but this entry seems to be the conclusion to those experiments.

My mother has (had?) the same rare form of cancer as Steve Jobs had, a cancer so rare that there is no agreed upon course of treatment. After her surgery, after it had shifted and metastasized to her liver, she was prescribed a two-pill form of chemotherapy. One for brain cancer, one for colon cancer. She has neither, but there you go.

On Monday, my mother had a barium CAT scan done to see how the treatment was working.

On Tuesday, they did another CAT scan (non-barium this time) because “something was wrong” with the first CAT scan.

On Wednesday—yesterday—her doctor told my mother that the CAT scans revealed no sign of cancer, that the tumors—which were obvious on a CAT scan taken four months ago—were no longer visible. They took two scans because they were so surprised. They put her on three more months of the therapy (just because it isn’t visible doesn’t mean it isn’t still there), but all in all, it seems like a miracle and by the doctor’s surprise, it seems he’d agree.

This morning—12 hours after I heard the above news—I awoke to the sound of an owl. Sitting alone on a branch outside my camper, he hooted. I went outside and looked up at him, feeling that this was some sort of sign, some mysterious message, some arcane confirmation of the mysteries that lie behind all Form, some further confirmation that She exists, and is involved and cares.

A few minutes later, another owl flew over and sat on the branch next to him. A few minutes later, a third.

Never in my entire life have I seen even a single great horned owl.

Today I saw three.

I don’t know how else to explain this. I know I’ve said it on this blog a million times before, but at times like these, it really hits home. That these bizarre but wonderful events are just further proof that: the less there is of you, the more there is of Her.

Enlightenment and the Hot Water Heater

Canopy of Light

Yesterday, my hot water heater stopped working. No spark, no flame, no gas flow. In trying to figure out what was wrong with it, I asked myself, “What happened between now and yesterday when I used it last?”

Unfortunately, a lot happened.

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Solitude and the Spiritual Seeker

Sunset over Camp

I often get asked if solitude is required to realize enlightenment. On the path of Mystical Oneness, there is only one place where isolation is critical.

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A “Start Here” Primer on Why I’m a Mystic

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It’s incredible people like you with all this bullshit, speaking of oneness and still saying “me,” “my,” “I.” If there is only oneness how can you talk about past lives? It’s all about the money and it’s a shame. – Mario M.

In response to the above email, I wrote this Start Here page. Please let me know if it isn’t clear.

PS: Thanks Mario.