Joy Irrespective

(First posted October 9th, 2011)

About fourteen years ago I was sitting in Bert Hellinger’s audience in San Francisco. At that time he had been coming to the States for a few months introducing his family constellations. These are methods for clearing ancestral and systemic impe

diments in a life. As a consequence of this work, one more easily accesses personal freedom, resourcefulness and love. Mr. Hellinger ended our gathering with this blessing: “May you know joy irrespective of circumstance.”

Incredulously and involuntarily I said to myself: “How the Hell! do you do that?!” Although the wonderful woman who works as my webmaster – whose name and link appear at the bottom of this blog – might well, during moments of my impatience, deny the claim I am about to make: I have come a long way toward experiencing joy irrespective. If not always in real time – in only moments I access joy, or at least equanimity. A testament to my claim is my response to the yellow smiling face you will see later in this post. The thing turned up instead of a number eight and a closed parenthesis mark. And so it goes. I don’t know how it got there and I have yet to sort how to change it.

Notwithstanding my skill and history of passionately saying no to life – mine, mostly – and, too, saying no to the Mystery – a practice we humans have a penchant for – I can well say that I am educable, for I have changed. Increasingly I let go of resistance…increasingly I am saying yes to my life and the Mystery. So can you.

My point: If you haven’t noticed, there is a fair amount of turbulence in all domains of human endeavor today. Albeit politically incorrect, undermining to Goldman Sachs and socio-religiously blasphemous to point this out, one can know joy irrespective of circumstance. One can move into states of equanimity. One can drop and completely Let Go Of the subtext of your life. For example, narratives such as: My parents were a horror! My early years set an impotent and ill-fated course for my life. I do not have XYZ… I am not this…I don’t have…blah, blah, blah! Whatever!

I propose the following: 
1) Suspend your acculturation and upbringing – too, your education, training and experience. Push all of that to one side of you – of your body. Use your hand, gesturing in front of you as you do this. 
2) Now, take a moment to become aware of your breathing. What is the location of your breathing? Where in your body – chest, abdomen, belly? What is the rate – or how fast or slowly are you breathing? Whatever it is, no big deal. Simply become aware of rate and location.
3) Now, change the rate and location of your breathing while you simultaneously move your body. Move it slowly, changing posture and body position. 
4) Now, using your hand, gesture to erase any and all images on the white board in your mind’s eye. Let no images stay. All are to go. Lower the volume of our self talk to the point that you no longer hear it. If you must have sound, listen to agreeable music or sounds of nature. Let your body loosen by feeling yourself under a shower of light and refined energy.
5) Now, take a moment and reflect, get in touch with, or think of an event – or several distinct events when you experienced or witnessed acts of human decency. Acts of compassion. Brilliance. Creativity. Acts of bravery. Acts reflecting dignity – a woman being publicly honored for example. The smiling of an infant. The innocence of a child. The promise of a young person. Couples who honestly love and respect the other. Allow yourself to experience one of these things. (If you need help, read my poetry on this blog. The poems contain a lot of heart.)
6) Now, Using your other arm, gesturing in front of your abdomen – bring these sentiments, sensations, words, sounds and images in front of your body. About abdomen height or slightly higher. Your arm will know where to go. Place them about 12 inches (30 cm) out from your body. 
7) Now, repeat steps five and six. While keeping a minimum of one positive event or experience in front of you. Gather many others around it. Keep them centered.
 Now, think of something you love that you will be doing in the future. Place it, using your hand, in the center too. Arranging these icons front and center so they are visible or palpable will be a boon to your ongoing experience.
9) Now, make this a daily practice until you need only do it periodically.

This practice will move you more easily toward states of equanimity, a stepping stone to joy.

Regarding the sociopolitical and economic circumstances that many of us seem to be at effect of: The world can own the objective circumstance of your life – up to a point. It need not however own your subjective experience. It need not limit or constrain your creative expression. And, it can never impede your Being. No matter how tightly bound or contained is your circumstance, you can stop all self-deceptions. You can clear all pre-and subtext from your life stories. (A hint, if you are particularly attached to a bit of your story, you are deceiving yourself.)

You can consent to what is and in doing so your heart can honestly sing the buoyancy of being – of being sentient. I leave you with these questions to ask of your own self:
1) How might I do this?
2) What am I afraid of letting go of?
3) What is life asking me to let go of?
4) What is life asking me to move toward?

You can ask these questions with your mind. The answers however must come from beyond your mind and personality. I wonder, how do you do that?

The above exercise is a blend of NLP State Change Technology and a piece from Paul and Patty Richards’ Sente Energetics work.

A Friend Leaves the Planet

(First posted October 9th, 2011)

On September 29, 2011, General Aviation lost a stellar, yet, unspoken hero. So too did the communities who loved him. Though insufficiently acknowledged, Bill Warren was the chief diplomat, emissary and envoy of the Spirit of Flight. He was born in Port Angeles, Washington on October 13, 1946. His family’s farm was under the flight path for the local airport. Ronn Dilling, Bill’s first cousin, reports that ever since Bill was three years old he gave his attention to airplanes and flying. As a child, if Bill was not watching planes from the farm, he was at the airport.

At eight years old Bill’s family moved to Medford, Oregon. He became a fixture at its airport. Bill first held the controls of an airplane, in flight, at age ten. From that moment, flying became the center of his life. Bill was fifteen when he got his private pilot certificate. Save for a brief stint in a city Parks Department, Bill’s career was aviation. He flew every type of aircraft except jets. It is said, if a plane can be started, Bill could fly it.

Whether flying Mercy flights, dusting crops and local orchards, providing air support for wild land fire suppression, dispersing airport fog, or shuttling planes, Bill was the one for the job. So too, he performed aerobatic stunts in the movies, founded a flying circus in which he designed and performed previously unseen aerobatic maneuvers. He was one of the main attractions in regional air shows in the lower forty-eight and Alaska.

Bill trained new pilots and tested those with experience as they sought new ratings and to maintain current certifications. Too, Bill provided flight knowledge training courses at Rogue Community College. Over the course of his career, Bill experienced nineteen engine failures – each time – through deploying his keenly developed attention, knowledge and behavioral skills rendered nineteen successful landings.

Bill Warren was out of sync with modern aviation. He seemed better suited for flying with the legendary French pilot and author Antoine De Saint-Exupery – or better still, being a character in one of his novels. Too, Bill’s soul was a contemporary of author and pilot Richard Bach.

Although Bill owned many airplanes his plane of choice was a 1946 Taylorcraft. Like himself, the T-Craft was lightweight and free from contemporary excesses. Flying a T-Craft, he would say made necessary that a pilot be a Pilot, god damn it. A T-Craft is affected by the subtlest movements of air. It’s just a big kite. You cannot power your way through anything – the pilot has to fly and fly well!

But for a few, all gauges and instruments were concealed and unreadable in Bill’s plane. To him, autopilot, GPS, and speed indicators were the pernicious bane of General Aviation. Pilots need to feel the tiniest motion of the weight shifts in their body…their body informs the pilot moment to moment of how the flight is progressing, how the plane is performing, and when to apply the controls. This is flying.

Bill was adamant that people already know how to fly! He would point to birds of prey riding the thermals and say – we are made of what they are made of. What is in them is in us, god damn it! Stop thinking and feel. You KNOW how to fly! Yes, he would say, there are things you need to learn to pass the test. And, there are things you need to know to be safe, but you already KNOW how to fly! Everyone does! Now, go over there and catch those thermals and get some altitude without having to work for it, god damn it!

Bill’s plane was named Simply Magic. She knew how to fly. Let the plane do her work, he would say. Stop over-controlling the plane. The pilot’s job is to relax and pay attention to the energy you are feeling in your body. It will tell you everything. Scan for other planes noticing too the altimeter and compass. Listen to the sound of the engine, and, in a relaxed way, gently slowly make what corrections are needed. Let the plane fly itself. It has much to teach us.

Those of us in Bill’s world could not – not – love him. It was simply impossible. Yet, he was often oblivious to the fact that his disdain for conformity, specifically to social contracts of interaction, was, at times, difficult for others. There are those who permanently closed their hearts to him. Bill could be a pain in the ass. Although Bill loved women, he did not protect them from the aspects of men that are best reserved for the company of men.

So too, Bill could be ornery in the way a wizard would be: messing with people to tease them – to shake them from their foibles. Women tell me he was naughty. I believe them. He fancied raising a Rolling Rock beer as oft as he could.

I read some place that some heroes need be defined by their greatness rather than their foibles. I contend this is the case for each of us. This is so regarding Bill Warren. His staggering genius, talent and abilities as a pilot and flight instructor are overshadowed by two other qualities of character. One: The profoundly delightful light of his heart – albeit issuing from behind turbulent life circumstances. Two: his profound respect, appreciation and love for children and young people.

The buoyancy of Bill’s heart and his work with young ones are his magnum opuses! Children and young people knew that Bill saw them! They knew he loved them! They knew he empathized with their circumstance! They knew they belonged in the world when with Bill! Lastly, they knew they were safe with Bill and from him!

Bill Warren, you have my love and deepest respect! I trust you are fog free and aloft in smooth air. I am privileged, heartened and changed – bettered – for having known and learned from you. So long my friend. Oh, one last bit: A poem.

Late Fragment

And did you get what 
you wanted from this life even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.
             ~ Raymond Carver

Course Correction

(First posted September 17th, 2011)
There is an intended humorous maxim some men occasionally espouse: “I did not receive the technology gene.” This line is used during moments when a man need bring himself to bear in technological contexts – those for which he is ill-prepared. I never liked the damn phrase, yet it comes to mind here/now. I am mostly clueless in these contexts. Whether I have the gene or not, I neither know nor care. I suspect this maxim is but shelter for those of us opening to being wholly okay with oneself. This maxim is warranted until it is not.

Please bear with me. (Maybe you too wonder whether posting this is a necessary self-deception.) I online casino am learning that cutting and pasting posts from word processors and text editing software into WP skews formatting hugely. Having only this week migrated my website to WP, most of the content in both requires translation into WP speak. Soon, things will be in order. Too there will soon be more articles, poetry and stuff arriving.

Thanks for indulging this one”s ongoing course corrections.

What I Am Learning

(First posted September 13th, 2011)
I had the delightful privilege of receiving a lovely letter via Spiritual Networks. In it there was a question asked of me. My response follows.

Hello:
I am delighted to receive the bundle of energy that is yourself and your promise (These things are imbued in your note). To me this is the dominant message in your writing. Feeling your heart energy buoys me.

I, like you, find it pleasing to meet energetic siblings on awakening’s path. You are correct, no one is alone, ever! Yet we humans benefit from reminders.

Wow! Your question! I am intrigued with your curiosity! Now to your question: “Out of all your years of teaching, what would you say is the most important thing you have learned?”

The most important thing I have learned is that we (humanity, you and I) are not what or who we are purported to be. The dominant behaviors humanity exhibits have nothing to do with our actual character and true nature. Our ancestries, biographies and cultures fail in their characterization of us.

There is a yet to be expressed creativity and motion available within the precincts of the human heart awaiting our embodiment. There is the promise of our promise awaiting fulfillment. This is a place of creativity and motion. It lives within the human heart. Yes, of course, this is a place of fierce and nurturing love of self, other, the Earth and cosmos (in other words, the Mystery); yet is much more than this.

This place is a leaping off point. A point where each of us can experience worlds and realities beyond this one; and, with these experiences be changed. If you give yourself over to this point and the experiences it offers, you will change again and again. In the accumulation of these changes you may experience theplay casino whole of the multiplicity of universal places at once, experiencing yourself – as the gestalt.

The most important thing I have learned is that something beyond us is continually asking something of and from us. The opportunity of the human heart is to respond with an immediate and robust YES and move in response to the Mystery.

The most important thing I am learning involves each of us moving into the unity of our own sovereign divinity. This involves a letting go of the denial of our onboard capacities for seeing the Mystery for what it is: Our loving playground, our design studio.

The most important thing I am learning is that YES to the Mystery is the only path.

The most important thing I have learned is that survival of the ego, whether keeping your looking good looking good, or ensuring the survival of one’s physical body and one’s life, individually or collectively, are meaningless endeavors, really. (Yes, of course, maintain yourself.) However when the universe offers you a test or opportunity (whatever its form) an immediate yes is the only response that is life expanding, life affirming!

I think I am just beginning to approach the place of the most important thing I have learned – that of living the Yes to the Mystery. With this, moving into truly living my own life – rather than the one the world has given me. I am not there yet however this movement has begun in my system of “self.”

I will leave this for now.

And you my friend? Is this place all that much different from the places of your learning?

Feel free to redirect the question if you like.

Warmly,

Stephen

Curiosity

(First posted September 13, 2011)

Recently I received a comment and curiosity regarding my website. I decided to post them along with my response.

Comment and curiosity:
I did enjoy reading your website. As I was reading I wondered if the philosophies change according to regional or from country to country or even religious denominations? I also was wondering if your consultations are done with well known companies? I am a critical thinker not to be confused with negative thinker and my curiosity was piqued.

Response:
Thank you for your kind acknowledgement!

I appreciate your curiosity. The attrition rate for genuine curiosity itself warrants quantities of curiosity from each of us. Author Tom Robbins’ phrase “Vatican thought police” may point to one of the many unscrupulous culprits imposing their genocidal bent on curiosity. I fear that there are many unmarked graves concealing the remains of formerly active curiosity.

My interest revolves around energetic curiosity rather than thought-based curiosity. These two processes and skills are entirely distinct: the former unlimited and the only authentic and true catalyst of change. The latter receives more credit than is its due. Nonetheless, compassionately intelligent thought-based curiosity can be catalytic. It is often necessary in moving one toward and into genuine energetic curiosity.

I too appreciate the distinction you offer vis-a-vis negative thinking. Itself a plague on the Earth!

Regarding well known companies. Generally no. A few are multinationals: One, a household name operating world wide. Two operate on four continents. Another, involves thirty-five countries. Another operating throughout the EU. And, one operating in the USA from the Mississippi River to the Pacific Ocean. However, that is a bit of grandstanding on my part. Most of my client organizations are small. Too, I have worked with governmental entities in the States, at all levels of governance, and with not-for-profits and NGOs.

Regarding whether my philosophies change regionally or from country to country, or even with differing religious denominations…I love this question!

The short answer is no, and for this reason. The models I use regard the origins of difficulties people experience to arise from a single source: An intended “built-in” bug in the operating system or hardware a person comes with. The bug bears a positive life-affirming intent and is itself a positive process for a human being. To me, the origin of an individual’s issues are distinct from genetics and culture. They are however symbiotic, as they incubate in the context of family and culture.

What is required of me is to meet people in the dignity, beauty and innocence of the Human Heart, and, too, to meet them intellectually. When I am successful in this, together we can begin the process of going beyond the familial, cultural, religious – and those stories of one’s personal history. In the process I need honor one’s respective narrative, yet, unless I assist them to change how they define themselves, to change, too, their personal cosmologies, and then to locate themselves beyond the myriad of their local pseudo-identities – the one’s they believe themselves to be – I help no one. I am but wasting their life and my own.

A good teacher must meet people where they are and then take them where they could or would not have gone on their own.

I trust there are threads of coherence here.

Thank you again for your curiosity! I wish you well!

Spiritual Development

(First posted August 31, 2011)
I received an e-mail from a man asking: “Can you please give me some help to understand the importance of Spiritual Development and training?” Albeit unspecific, this is a great question. I am delighted the places my attention went at its behest.

I asked what spiritual development and training meant to him. Without knowing this, I may or may answer “his” question, I may instead answer my interpretation of it. He let me choose the meaning of his question.

Here is one answer. It is, according to my personal cosmology and how I see the world, the most germane.

Developing oneself spiritually is only important if a person is moved to unfold oneself spiritually or energetically. And then, only if the impetus to do so arises from the Mystery – rather than from another source, such as your thinking, or from outside social pressures. Without the prompt being genuine, and genuinely one’s own, and of the Mystery – spiritual development and training is wholly, completely, and unutterably irrelevant and unnecessary – FULL STOP!

To carry on with an answer would be pandering to the human personality or ego – which is itself dead set on impeding awakening of any sort, spiritual or otherwise! However, since I, too, as most, engage in such silliness, I will offer a bit more:

Recently I had the delightful privilege to sit atop a cliff and watch large birds of prey soaring and gliding on the currents of air at the cliff’s edge. After watching several vultures flying, one came along with one-fourth of the feathers on the inside trailing edge of its left wing missing. I watched it for sometime. It no doubt engaged in nuanced movements I missed, yet, it managed its maneuvers and navigated the currents and winds as well as its cohorts bearing full plumage.

Shit happens to people too. Given this, it may become important to develop and train spiritually: to carry on with a modicum of equanimity and Grace were the Mystery to send a fierce loving life altering force into one’s life. The nuanced movements of the bird of prey were NOT born out of fear, a sense of loss or rage. But instead, from a calm knowing that change is what is. Spiritual development and training will further a person’s movement toward and into such equanimity and Grace.

Spiritual development and training is the process of energetic and spiritual awakening that only works when one has genuinely committed to the process of psychological awakening too. It is the mending and clearing of old injuries and consenting to the life that is one’s own. Together these forms of awaking permit one to vacate the life the world offered and move house. To move toward and into truly living our your own life. To creatively express what is yours alone to express. To say yes to Life. To respond to the Mystery moment to moment. The Mystery is calling us ceaselessly. Few are aware of the call. Fewer still respond.

There is so much to bring to the fore around this question. That will come later in an essay which I have already begun.

Meanwhile, enjoy Mary Oliver who no doubt lives the question.

The Summer Day

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

On Point

(First posted August 29, 2011)
When I was younger I sentenced myself to two concurrent endeavors: working as cop and attending university. When I left police work, I asked what I loved most about it. I found I loved “being on point.” I loved giving myself over to the demands of the moment. These were the events requiring that I be fully present – in real time – during which I relied on my own resources. While on point, I alone was charged with the responsibility of introducing appropriate change into circumstance.

My work-life unfolded into one of providing process facilitation and mediation services. Too, I trained and coached others imparting consultancy to leaders and managers. I entered my vocation because I could not NOT do it. The pull was extraordinary. I found the same love in this work. Doing so simply required that I give myself completely to the moment, to the point that is my place of motion.

Recently, a friend talked about kiteboarding. He said the activity requires much from a person. He explained the process of transitioning from stillness to movement at the water’s edge. He spoke too of the variables and complexities requiring the kiteboarder’s attention. Further, he regaled me with the sport’s delights and perils.

As he talked I was taken to a heartening place of awe, gratitude and excitement. I told him I believed the greatest genius of people lies in our ability to engage complexities, to flex and be moved: to be changed into one doing what we otherwise could not. For a kiteboarder to leave the beach, she or he must become amazingly nuanced and finessed with their attention, timing and actions. These abilities do not issue from others – nor from thought. They instead come from the energetic fields of the moment. If engaged in thought, the moment’s field that informs is not perceived.

Kiteboarding is but one brilliant example of the genius we humans are capable of. Your genius – in any circumstance – requires two initial movements: The first is letting go of the thinking and experience born of the stories of your culture, family and personal history. The second motion requires you to deploy your attention at the behest of the moment – in confluence with Her guidance. (To be accurate, it is becoming one with the movement of the moment. It is the aware conscious deployment of your attention. It is remaining centered in the belly of your physical body and simultaneously being grounded and connected to the center of the Earth – and at the same time – executing the motion given you by the moment.)

Everything in postmodern acculturation and training has taught us to attend instead to our conceptual understandings – those garnered from others. So too, we are to attend to the things we tell ourselves about our direct experience. We are taught to disregard, to forget our direct sensory perceptions – to remember instead the thinking we craft around them. So too, we are taught to center ourselves in our rational conceptual intellect. To only give credence to the measurable substantive realities about us sanctioned by others.

In doing what our culture asks, we give up our genuine center. We give up our ground and the stable base of our sovereignty. In doing so, we render our attention untethered. We neuter our otherwise innate creative resourcefulness. In doing so we render ourselves incapable of doing something of genuine consequence.

We are peoples who have dissociated ourselves from the concomitant gentle stability within the spirited and vital motion present in the fields of ourselves and lives. Expressed differently, the societies and cultures we have made for ourselves have disconnected us from the Life of our lives. We meet life from a “safe” distance. We are the James Joyce protagonist “…who lives a short distance from himself…” This has been our inheritance. It is what we tender. It is what we pass on as legacy.
When I was younger I sentenced myself to two concurrent endeavors: working as cop and attending university. When I left police work, I asked what I loved most about it. I found I loved “being on point.” I loved giving myself over to the demands of the moment. These were moments of being fully present – in real time – during which I relied on my own resources. While on point, I alone was charged with the responsibility of introducing appropriate change into circumstance.

My work-life unfolded into one of providing process facilitation and mediation services. Too, I trained and coached others imparting consultancy to leaders and managers. I entered my vocation because I could not NOT do it. The pull was extraordinary. I found the same love in this work. Doing so simply required that I give myself completely to the moment – to the point that is my place of motion.

Recently, a friend talked about kiteboarding. He said the activity requires much from a person. He explained the process of transitioning from seeming stillness to movement at the water’s edge. He spoke too of the variables and complexities requiring the kiteboarder’s attention. Further, he regaled me with the sport’s delights and perils.

As he talked I was taken to a heartening place of awe, gratitude and excitement. I told him I believed the greatest genius of people lies in our ability to engage complexities – to flex and be moved: to be changed into one doing what we otherwise could not. For a kiteboarder to leave the beach, she or he must become skillfully nuanced and finessed with their attention and action. These abilities and acts do not issue from others – nor from thought. They instead come from the energetic fields of the moment. If engaged in thought, the moment is missed.

Kiteboarding is but one brilliant example of the genius we humans are capable of. Your genius – in any circumstance – requires two initial movements: The first is letting go of the thinking and experience born of the stories of your culture, family and personal history. The second motion is deploying your attention at the behest of the moment – in confluence with Her guidance – to the moment. (To be accurate, it is becoming one with the moment. It is the aware conscious deployment of your attention. It is remaining centered in the belly of your physical body and simultaneously being grounded and connected to the center of the Earth. It is at once and at the same time – executing the motion given you by the moment.)

Everything in postmodern acculturation and training has taught us to attend instead to our conceptual understandings – those garnered from others. So too, we are to attend to the things we tell ourselves about our direct experience. We are taught to disregard, to forget our direct sensory perceptions – to remember instead the thinking we craft around them. So too, we are taught to center ourselves in our rational conceptual intellect. To only give credence to the measurable substantive realities about us – those sanctioned by others.

In doing what our culture asks, we give up our genuine center. We give up our ground and our connection to the stable base of our sovereignty. In doing so, we render our attention untethered. We neuter our otherwise innate creative resourcefulness. In doing so we render ourselves incapable of doing something of genuine consequence.

We are peoples who have dissociated ourselves from the concomitant gentle stability within the spirited and vital motion present in the fields of ourselves and lives. Expressed differently, the societies and cultures we have made for ourselves have disconnected us from the Life in our lives. We meet Life from a “safe” distance. We are the James Joyce protagonist who “… lives a short distance from himself…” This has been our inheritance. It is what we tender. It is what we pass on as legacy.

What I am pointing toward is the presence of an ongoing invitation from Life Herself. The one offering Her assistance to move away from the prosaic existence granted to each of us by our culture. To open instead to the poetics of truly living your own life. To open to the Life that is available to each of us on this planet – irrespective of circumstance. To find the equanimity enabling you to give yourself over to the moment. To shift your attention away from thought and ideas…away from personality and body. To place your attention on the unfolding field of the moment present around you.

It is feeling and seeing the moment’s movement and being moved by it. This is the difference observed when the dancer becomes the dance rather than being the one dancing. It is the musician who has become the music rather than the one performing. Each of us has witnessed these moments if not experienced them personally.

In deploying your attention to the field of the moment, you are moved rather than defaulting to the motion of your cultural programming. When motion is initiated from within your local self (body or mind/memory/personality), you are the dancer rather than the dance. You are the musician – not the music.

Right motion moves you. Right motion begins in and comes from the moment rather than from your story and habit. When moved by the energetic moment – rather than the one you imagine – you are giving yourself over to your own resources. You are connecting to something beyond your local self. You are, in these moments, living out the poetics of your own life.

The cute adage “You must loose your mind and come to your senses.” has relevance in our lives. It counsels us specifically to stop thinking! To leave your thought-based process at precisely the right time. To get out of your imagination. This maxim directs your attention instead to the field of the moment…to the point that is your point of motion…to give what is yours to give.

What you believe to be your own thinking and experience are instead artifacts of your upbringing. They are productions of your acculturation. They are NOT your own! They are but the rendering of the culture’s lyrics expressed through the instrument of your personality – and it – your personality – is of the culture’s intent, design, engineering and crafting.

It is when we give ourselves fully over in collaboration with the field of the moment…It is when we go on point – in real time…It is when we move the motion that the moment hands us…Doing this one draws on one’s own resources. This then, is living out one’s own life! This is when we are being and living genuinely the autonomous life that is one’s own. This is when we are embodying our sovereign unity.

Each moment is different from all others. Nobel laureate physicist David Bohm informed that all knowledge and thought are past tense. If they were ever relevant, that time has past. Insight is what is needed and it comes from the Order beyond our thought, dogma and story. Insight itself only has standing when acted upon in the motion of the moment. Then it too need be released.

I contend the Mystery is beckoning to each of us in every moment. She is asking us to become Her Consort: To become Wisdom’s Consort. In doing so, we become a recipient of Her Creativity. Doing so enables our creative resourcefulness. In giving ourselves over, we express our grandeur. Failing this we merely parrot what society has programmed.

Our greatest strength lies in letting go of the stasis of our upbringing and education. It is the letting go of our acculturation and experience: Going out beyond our thinking…giving ourselves over to the Mystery’s moment: Opening our receptivity and partnering with the Mystery’s brilliant creative Grace. She gives us direction. Whether this occurs while kiteboarding, writing poetry, painting, caring for an infant or taking leadership decisions involving millions of lives…our grandeur awaits.

There are three stories regarding Pablo Picasso. Whether true? I don’t know. If apocryphal, they yet have value for they invite us to remember something important that we have forgotten to remember.

Story one: Pablo Picasso once said: “When I am out of red, I use blue.” (It may have been the other way around…I don’t know.)

Story two: A farmer once asked Picasso: “Why do you not paint portraits like everyone else?” Picasso replied: “Do you know how many of those I had to paint before I could paint these?”

Last story: A woman approached Picasso while he was seated in a restaurant. She asked if he would sketch her. He put pen to napkin and seconds later handed her his rendering. She asked the cost. He responded: “5,000. Francs.”

Aghast, she declared: “It only took you seconds!” To this Picasso replied:”Madame, I have been drawing that my entire life!”

How flexible are you?

What have the “portraits” of your past prepared you to render now?

What have you been “drawing” your entire life?

What moments await the giving of yourself?

Have you let go of the culture’s designs for your life?

Are you living out your own life?

What are the poetics of your own life?

Is there a “Picasso” within you?

Hunters and Lions

(First posted June 13, 2011)

I had little interest in history, national or world, until I read Howard Zinn’s: A People’s History of the United States. From there I was drawn to historical accounts of US courts awarding corporate entities more legal rights than we hum

an persons are granted by our Constitution. Too, I read of class, labor, gender and racial injustices in the USA during the nineteenth and twentieth centuries.

Three years ago I began and continue to read Eastern and Western accounts of the Crusades and subsequent events in the Near and Middle East. Reading (or hearing) historical accounts of events three thousand, or three minutes ago, I am aware of the African maxim “When lions have chroniclers, the story of the hunt will be different.”

This awareness notwithstanding, I tend to have little interest in the specifics of what “we” and “they” say; rather, there are larger patterns of greater importance present. One pattern: Whether the hunter is regaling us or the lion, what is being revealed betrays the teller’s desire for a favorable future, and if necessary at the expense of the other.

Recently while reading Lesley Hazleton’s After the Prophet I apprehended for the first time that we contemporary peoples are behaving as brutally as those who came before. The intellectual understandings of such things I had previously entertained paled with this new visceral awareness.

Other patterns: I see too that the same divisive skills were deployed then as now: Eloquent rhetorical narrative and pretext, the skillfully feigned congruence of orators and writers, and a reliance on the continued self-effacing and diminishing conformity of assent by leadership’s various publics.

A final pattern: It is neither we and they/us and them! Nor does proffering good and evil suffice: Both exacerbate and confound our circumstance. The pattern I point toward is my failure and your failure to move into the place of the individual sovereignty of our unity.

I wonder:
• What can I let go of that perpetuates a diminishing of self and other, and my own brutal thought and action?
• What movements can I begin now and thus weave a narrative cloak of such life-affirming warmth that my heart thaws from its closed stasis?
• What can I move into believing that gives rise within myself to the qualities of character on which human decency, kindness, compassion, patience, the appreciation of difference has expression in my daily life?
• What other movements await my consent?

Maybe it is time to take a discontinuous leap into a different future!

Humility

(First posted August 20, 2011)

I have long awaited having a blog. Too, I had intended two posts a month. I didn’t keep my promise. So tardy have I been that I removed the promise from the few lines of intro on my site.

Further, I experienced a fair amount of spam. As consequence I removed all comments…even the delightfully heartening ones…until my webmaster and technician quells the flow of spam’s silliness.

The chief impediments however revolve round two issues: My own reticence to reveal to the world what I write. Well, that isn’t quite right. Disclosure is okay, its my fear of consequences that has been the rub.

Second, how the hell do I communicate what I believe relevant in short pieces? The movement into honestly living one’s own life is not supported by sound bites nor by the hurried latte-in-hand models of psychological or energetic awakening.

Since my last post, I have been molting repeatedly. One set of feathers falls out, then slowly new ones arrive. Then, after a few takeoffs, short cross-country flights and landings – my newly acquired feathers fall out again. New ones then come forward.

The net effect of my molting is this: My current plumage will no longer take flight in the fear-predicated life I was previously living. As I open to the currents of my own life, I see that I am letting go of the fears – and other constraints. Ahh! There is a bit more spaciousness now as I approach my freedom!

So, too, I trust you are leaving the designs and intent of others and increasingly moving into your own life. Here is an instrument to gauge your movement: Ask yourself? Am I fearing the judgments of others? Am I fearing my own self-criticisms and self-judgments? More, importantly, am I restricting my motion in response to these or other fears?


Lesley Hazleton

(First posted August 20, 2011)

If you see your path in front of you, you know one thing for certain: It is not your path. Your path is made with each step you take.” ~ Joseph Campbell

Campbell informed that we see our path when, at life’s end, we look back acr

oss its arc and then see the orchestrated confluence of circumstance, events and expression, of our path. Perhaps there is something to be garnered by looking to another”s path.

Look to the writer Lesley Hazleton. Along with her great writing prowess, she is a researcher extraordinaire: One who synthesizes disparate complexities scattered across ethnic, linguistic, national, cultural, religious and millennial borders. When her research reveals differing constructions of events, she provides them rather than offering a homogenized representation.

In providing multiple perspectives, she models an integrity that may well enable future generations to behave differently than those who came before. So too, she possesses keen and astute insight into human psychological process. This enables her to reveal the qualities of character and the many internal dynamics behind the actions taken by those about whom she writes. This too gives us insight into our own processes. Further, in reading the multiple perspectives she provides, we can more easily let go of our many false and diminishing misunderstandings – those punctuated through cultural bias.

British-American Ms playing pokies online Hazleton has described herself as “a Jew who once seriously considered becoming a rabbi, a former convent schoolgirl who daydreamed about being a nun, an agnostic with a deep sense of religious mystery though no affinity for organized religion.” She lived in Israel, worked as a psychologist, a reporter – now a researcher and nonfiction writer living in the USA.

Though in the early autumn of her life, I look only to the macro events of her public life: In doing so, I believe it possible to see the Mystery’s orchestration: she had Jewish, Christian and Islamic experiences, she lived in the West and the East, and she worked as a reporter and psychologist. These circumstances have changed, shaped and positioned her in her flowering enabling the brilliant harvest she gathers for us and those who follow.

So too with you and me: Our future is unknown. What is knowable are the moments when we are here now presently centered and grounded to the Earth. So too, we need bring compassionate intelligence into the foreground of our actions, the changing our states of being, and choosing processes . Doing these things furthers the likelihood that we too will produce a bountiful harvest for those who will follow.

We each might do well to ask ourselves? What is the single intent of my life? Then too, what is my heart’s love and creative expression? Not the false longing society has configured for me – the one issuing from the false heart, but rather, what is the creative expression that is mine alone to make?

The following link provides a listing of Lesley Hazleton”s books and other available media.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lesley_Hazleton

So too, look to http://accidentaltheologist.com/ for her blog.

If you want to expand your models of the world, give her a read! Her harvest is here to nurture all of us!