THE STORY OF JOHNNY WHOOPER SWAN We go to school trusting our parents. We meet a teacher there who stands up front with a big desk, and a pointer. She or he trains us in an authoritative manner. We attach mentally to a life long need for authority in order to live lives successfully. Right so far? In my case, at the age of 25 I was ready to enter the practice of law where I hoped for success and a happy life finally. Very shortly, very shortly, I became anxious. There was a foreboding. I was made more uncomfortable with each experience. Law work is nothing like what I was told it would be. The system is corrupt. But I still cling to my expectation that career success is necessary to my happiness as a man. Each day my grasp of what the fuck success amounts to after all becomes more clouded, murkier. I hear songs on the airwaves and at concerts which describe my life as the life of a fool. What am I becoming? I want to rip off my business suit to run naked in the street with my hair on fire! But I am too afraid. In strange, weird (weird comes from a word meaning wise), fragmented steps I go about a journey of my own believing myself to be the first man to have failed in such a total way which journey works so as to break up my career, end a marriage, and start an entirely new way of relating with my two children whom I love deeply. Almost magically I meet a woman who is a career counselor who asserts a beautiful message that I am made to be joyful in my work everyday and at all levels. This understanding sets me on a completely new course. It is no longer a world of systems to me but an undivided one of unlimited beauty. It reminds me of a painting. A true masterpiece. I am drawn from within to learn the truth about my identity and nobody else can teach me that. From this point onward I will use thinking capacity for mastering mechanical processes and follow my heart, which includes my whole nature, which includes your whole nature and that of every human being for all the rest. I’ll go by the name Johnny Whooper Swan who does not explain itself to anyone. By my fruits shall I be known. Watch me soar!

Saturday, July 15, 2023

 ENERGY


The energy one obtains from food leaves a net no-gain result. Zero energy is left over after that used to gather, prepare, eat, digest and accomplish the rebuilding or restoring of cells of the body. It is like a closed system. Another energy, of a quite different nature, comes from a source not built by human hands. It has been called a “fountain”. For one thing, it arranges things in a manner that is satisfying and secure and merciful and good. It involves running on the current of life. It is a fountain of compassion. 


Chances are, your parents and teachers knew little or nothing of this fountain and so only felt its presence on rare occasions. You probably noticed early in life these people call life ‘difficult” and the ones who call themselves “religious” told you to patiently await “a next life” which for some reason will be the good one you wish for here. The energy spoken of is, first of all, free to all with no license of entitlement required or money expected. One can call it beauty. It brings a passion for living. It is like when a child is handed a new toy. The first energy, from food, has kept the engine running, this then is concerned with taking a journey learning of pain, pleasure, suffering, stillness, courage, freedom, love and more. As we learn a radical change is in operation.  Call this true meditation. No system allowed. One must be naked in the arena, very attentive, to meditate. Life is meditation.