THE TROUBLES WE FACE ARE AT THE SAME TIME VERY COMPLEX AND ALSO VERY SIMPLE.

THAT TOO MUCH? 

I tell you the problems we have identified so far are the natural consequence of a life form, in this case, human, in which, for the most part, all have allowed themselves to become addicted to symbols or words. By that, I mean we serve them religiously without even knowing we do it and it is therefore next to impossible for us to give them up. But it is not completely impossible. We can recover our sanity. Really all those we identify as geniuses are the most adept at serving concepts made of words, including, of course, equations of mathematics. We give to them awards and praise and follow them into a deeper and deeper sickness. It is all about awakening a lost skill that sees through words sideways in a way that  makes them servants to reality. There is great danger in repetition of words without knowing what is the true meaning which is always beyond words. Call it heart. Heart must rule. Compassion must reign as slogans die for the heart to fly! 

Kill them off constantly. Answers blow in the wind.

Scientific projects tend to ignore this factor altogether or not to apply it in an important way in the work because they do not know how to approach the unknown. Feelings embarrass the smug who only pretend to control. Building the first atomic 

bomb did not bring security, it increased insecurity many times over. Let go.

THAT TOO MUCH? 

 Voice-over: And every young child who races inside imagination after a vanishing train is scolded in a classroom although imagination will always be greater than knowledge! (Albert Einstein)

 SHIRLEY, WE FLY

Once upon a time  lived a small house fly.

Shirley was her name. She did not worry. She lived and she died. I wish I knew how to understand and to value, truly, such a life as that one and how it directly impacts mine. Then I’d know.

 Somethin’ simple needs to be heard. Kindness is not a process learned over time by practice through effort. That behavior is false, empty and unsatisfying. Its source selfishness. Kindness is just what you do. Suddenly it is your way. One second before it was not of you to be kind. Seeing this will save a lot of trouble and struggle and confusion and doubt and waste of energy. Best of all, you will meet yourself as if for the first time. First step, then, is an admission,  “I am unkindness”. Study on the unkindness you are. Be it. Some stranger will do the seeing on your behalf.

 All-in-One

Seamless, comprehensive, unified, entire.

Making the most of each and every hour.

Living a life by the all-in-one Power.

Losing reliance on my-way desire.

Discovering love heart on fire!

 FOLLOWING UP

Following up on my learning yesterday I am aware that I need no knowledge of anything I encounter for I am that which I observe. I need but watch, see, learn what is before me and it will be shown me. That is, for me, real love. In both directions.

One time I spent six months in the desert of West Texas known as the Big Bend. I arrived there with a long history stored-up as fear of snakes. Many are there. Many poisonous rattlesnakes. The first day there I went on a hike alone into the vast desert land. I met seven rattlers on that first hike.  All were coiled to strike and rattled a warning. I tell you that first one really sent a strong chill down my spine. I backed slowly and the snake lowered itself out of its striking posture. Giving the snake plenty of room, I walked on. Like I said this happened seven times on that walk. Seven meetings first hand. Each time, me and a snake met up, watched each other, and parted peacefully. None of the snakes failed to warn me and none were close enough at the time to reach me with a strike. I was struck powerfully by the decency of each warning. My fear was definitely receding already.

One evening, I hopped joyfully out of the house where I was staying with a towel and nothing more, naked as the day I was born, to take an outdoor shower. I was, by now, a content camper. I snapped my towel at nothing out of pure delight at my good fortune. Suddenly, from the corner of my eye I caught sight of a large diamondback rattler rising from the exact location where my towel had popped. It was coiled in my path to strike in self-defense.  I had learned through reading that this snake was close enough to bite me should it strike. I froze. The snake and I stared at one another for several seconds. The snake’s tongue searched the air. The snake seemed to me to make a decision of its own, lowered, then moved away from me. I recognized the snake as one which made a home in an enclosed garden close to the outdoor shower. Never again did the snake return to that garden nor anyplace on the property where I was living. Make of it what you will.

 LEARNING TOGETHER

I learned some new thing this morning from a new angle on things. Why do I care to have knowledge about myself? That is a very important question. Do not rush to answer it. Give some space. If you have jumped already, back up, and pause with me. Why should I have such knowledge at all? Who taught me to study myself instead of purely living? Who has an interest in building up in my brain a stockpile of knowledge and memory about, of all things, me? A puppet maker? Disappointed in me, such a person wants to build in my stead a puppet to control? Far worse, they have named it…love. Who would do that to me? Beats me. My guess is it’s someone who has been treated that way before me. My ancestors? The puppet they have constructed from thoughts in my brain has been taught to always remember and to worship them. How fucked up is that? And, oh My God, I am doing it to my children! What have I become? Has anybody, since my birth, ever really taken the time to get to know me, who I am, what I am for?

There is a farm. That farm was mismanaged in the same way and fell into a state of death. Soil gone. Everything as good as dead. And it has been resurrected, revived and is today fruitful again. This change was not accomplished by anyone. Some simple minded people merely trusted it could be so. They simply took the caring time to watch, see, learn what the farm is, as it is, without interference from them, and were taught that in the beginning all that will ever need to be accomplished was accomplished. Like a surfer, they caught a wave already in motion under an awesome force of unlimited power and they rode it home. Can I be that way for another human being?

I trust I can be.