Thursday, January 22, 2015

The Merry-Go-Round Of Objectively Painted Circumstances

For my part, when I enter most intimately into what I call myself, I always stumble on some particular perception or other, of heat or cold, light or shade, love or hatred, pain or pleasure. I never catch myself at any time without a perception and never can observe anything but the perception.

David Hume, the Scottish philosopher, wrote those thoughts in his 1741 work Treatise of Human Nature. Hume does make us sit up and take notice of what we really do all day long. We fill our lives with perceptions that stem from beliefs, associations, and influences. One perception leads to another. We find our self on a merry-go-round of objectively painted circumstances that scream for some attention. Soothing our desire to function as taught, we sift through our circumstances and color them with a judgmental brush.

That judgmental brush is filled with the separatism that lurks under the covers of our religious righteousness. For the last two thousand years, we have experienced a religious wave, which infiltrates every fiber of our ego. We battle each other in the name of an almighty being that we created in our likeness. The battle rips us into segmented apostles that claim victory while we impose pain on those who do the same to us.

The merry-go-round of our circumstances is showing us that religion, as we know it, is reinventing itself. Religion in the very near future will not be a separated perception where the just kill the just. It will be a unified enabler. Our faith in the supreme will be accented by our self-awareness, and our perceptions of life will change. That change will not be just about religion, politics and values. It will be first and foremost about the nature of our consciousness.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

A Carp Scientist

When I was a child, I used to visit the Japanese Tea Garden in San Francisco. I would spend hours fascinated by the carp, who lived in a very shallow pond just inches beneath the lily pads, just beneath my fingers, totally oblivious to the universe above them.

I would ask myself a question only a child could ask: what would it be like to be a carp? What a strange world it would be! I imagined that the pond would be an entire universe, one that is two-dimensional in space. The carp would only be able to swim forwards and backwards, and left and right. But I imagined that the concept of “up”, beyond the lily pads, would be totally alien to them. Any carp scientist daring to talk about “hyperspace”, i.e. the third dimension “above” the pond, would immediately be labeled a crank.

I wondered what would happen if I could reach down and grab a carp scientist and lift it up into hyperspace. I thought what a wondrous story the scientist would tell the others! The carp would babble on about unbelievable new laws of physics: beings who could move without fins; beings who could breathe without gills; beings who could emit sounds without bubbles. I then wondered: how would a carp scientist know about our existence? One day it rained, and I saw the raindrops forming gentle ripples on the surface of the pond. Then I understood.

The carp could see rippling shadows on the surface of the pond. The third dimension would be invisible to them, but vibrations in the third dimensions would be clearly visible. These ripples might even be felt by the carp, who would invent a silly concept to describe this, called “force.” They might even give these “forces” cute names, such as light and gravity. We would laugh at them, because, of course, we know there is no “force” at all, just the rippling of the water.

Today, many physicists believe that we are the carp swimming in our tiny pond, blissfully unaware of invisible, unseen uni- verses hovering just above us in hyperspace. We spend our life in three spatial dimensions; confident that what we can see with our telescopes is all there is, ignorant of the possibility of 10 dimensional hyperspace. Although these higher dimensions are invisible, their “ripples” can clearly be seen and felt. We call these ripples gravity and light. The theory of hyperspace, however, languished for many decades for lack of any physical proof or application. But the theory, once considered the province of eccentrics and mystics, is being revived for a simple reason: it may hold the key to the greatest theory of all time, the Theory of Everything.

Michio Kaku is an American theoretical physicist specializing in the String Theory. He also teaches at NYU and the City College of New York. Kaku’s carp story is food for thought. He opens a door of possibilities, and we step into it. We find ourselves up to our waist in questions, but we are scared to answer them. We use our familiar life-line of beliefs to reassure us that Kaku and others like him are crossing into sacred territory without a permit. But, when we think about outside of our religious beliefs, we realize there’s nothing sacred about our quest to know what life means and how we function in spite of our ignorance.

But our ritualistic blinders are tight, and we pull the covers of religion over our heads and hope the talk of other universes and realities goes away. The best, we want to offer our inquisitive mind, is faith. The faith that God will stand firm and show us his truth. The interesting fact, we all miss, is God does show us his truth every time we expand or tweak our beliefs. In the awareness of that expansion, lies the face of God. God’s face is our face expanding in the experience of living in the magnification of our pond of beliefs.

Monday, January 12, 2015

Balance Of Power

Society never advances. It recedes as fast on one side as it gains on the other. It undergoes continual changes; it is barbarous, it is civilized, it is Christianized, it is rich, it is scientific; but this change is not amelioration. For everything that is given, something is taken.

Society acquires new arts, and loses old instincts. What a contrast between the well-clad reading, writing, thinking American, with a watch, a pencil and a bill of exchange in his pocket and the naked Indian whose property is a club, a spear, a mat and an undivided twentieth of a shed to sleep under! But compare the health of the two men and you shall see that the white man has lost his aboriginal strength.

Ralph Waldo Emerson’s 1841 essay Self-Reliance digs a deep trench in the synapses in our brains. We are on a three-dimensional balance of power roller coaster that takes us for a ride up the hills of renewal and deposits us in valleys of fear. We are lock in sidecars of doubt and are covered with the inconsistencies of religious politics. We ride and ride until brakes of awareness throw us in another cryptic moment. We are educated ignoramuses that reject anything that conflicts with our judgmental and conforming complacency.

The valleys of fear shroud us in sameness and transform us with bitterness. We blame our difficult adjustments not on choices, but on our associations. Our influences blind us from seeing the ruin of self-responsibility. Skin color and religion defines us and hatred brands us. Our self-created dilemmas confuse us and power separates us. We are sinking in worship, and we are drowning in rituals that make little sense.

We battle brothers and sisters and exile them in shame. The quest for power drains our ambitions and control sentences us to distasteful compliance. Ambiguous amelioration comes from the surrender of power, and we label our position free. The health of our nation is being siphoned off by the organized idiosyncrasies of government and the money-hungry vultures that banter in isolation.

The balance of power is skewed by subtle domination. Our physical and mental health is compromised by our irrational push against our innate wisdom. All these issues create the expansion we need for change and change we will in spite of our egotistical shenanigans. The balance of power roller coaster doesn’t stop at the top for long, and it always rises from the valleys as it reaches the continuous straight line of soulful expansion.

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Creative Activity

To be of the Earth is to know

The restlessness of being a seed

The darkness of being planted

The struggle toward the light

The pain of growth into the light

The joy of bursting and bearing fruit

The love of being food for someone

The scattering of your seeds

The decay of the seasons

The mystery of death

And the miracle of birth.

John Soos wrote that poem. How incredible it is to see how the Earth displays different elements of its consciousness. Like the Earth, we all go through the stages of life and death every day. Ideas are born each minute, and some of them die in the stream that leads to other probabilities. Ideas are seeds, and the mind is the soil that nourishes them. The impetus for growth lies in the conviction of our choices, and the water for continued growth is our desire to experience what we believe.

We fear the mystery of death, but there is no mystery in that act of renewal. We prepare our self for death when we dream. We see our self in those dreams as clearly as we feel our self in this wakeful world. There are miracles in every choice and desire in every thought. We know not the face of creation, but we live to create every moment. In those creations lies the face of our soul. The creative activity we call the soul brings us face to face with God, and we wonder why.

The wonder of decaying seasons lies in the rubble of our forgetfulness. Our past sit there and wait for another creative act that sparks our zest for expansion. In that expansion we feel the glory of being one with the Earth, with the seeds, and with creativity activity we call the soul.

Thursday, January 1, 2015


A Spark Of Gratefulness

Lights The Eternal Presence

An Act Of Peacefulness

Brings Love To Separation

The Glow Of Thank You

Magnifies A World

Of Beauty

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Breath Of Vision

All things are in process, rising and returning. Plants come to blossom, but only to return to the root. Returning to the root is like seeking tranquility. Seeking tranquility is like moving towards destiny. To move toward destiny is like eternity. To know eternity is enlightenment.

Knowing eternity makes one comprehensive; comprehension makes one broadminded; breadth of vision brings nobility; nobility is like heaven.

Joseph Campbell wrote those thoughts in his book, The Hero With A Thousand Faces. We are, like all forms of consciousness, in the process of expansion. That expansion is fuel by our roots. We all want to return to our roots, so we seek outside help from religious teachings and other philosophical means. Our religions tell us tranquility is a reward. That reward is bestowed on us when we reach our roots. But our roots keep expanding as we expand so we would have a hard time enjoying our reward if we think tranquility is the end or the summit or our goal.

Tranquility is a state of awareness. It is a form of knowing and appreciating. It has the same characteristics of love, but we rarely associate the two. Tranquility knows eternity and the expanding nobility in it. In the peacefulness of tranquility is the torture of suffering. We live in our heaven and hell by feeling the human anguish of not remembering.

But not remembering is not a sin or an act of disconnection from our roots of tranquility. Not remembering is our gift of focus. It gives us the opportunity to blossom and experience the power of dualistic awareness. We use our forgetful nobility in this reality to expand our roots in the next reality. That is our unique breadth of vision.

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Is Love A Feeling

Love is not limited to people; it is not limited even to living things. Love can be expressed in association with objects, with concepts, with philosophies, with ideas, with expressions such as art or music. Love can be expressed in many, many, many different manners in relation to many, many, many different manifestations, for the actual definition of love is knowing and appreciation.

What does that mean? Knowing is not necessarily understanding; understanding is not a requirement for knowing. Knowing is an inward expression that you generate in relation to any other expression of consciousness, whether it be a manifestation or not, and in that, you resonate with it to an extent that you are merged with it.

Now; this is not a physical action. This is an energetic action, and when you are merged with another expression, you know it. Even if you do not understand it, you know it; you can feel it.

Now; this feeling is different from emotional feelings. Emotional feelings are signals. Love is not a feeling, but it does generate an inward feeling of wholeness, that you are not separate from what you know. If you gaze at a painting and you know that art – regardless of the artist, regardless of the medium, regardless of the strokes, you gaze at a painting and you connect with it – in that, you generate a feeling within you that is different from emotional feelings. You feel it, in your gut and it pulls you. You can feel an actual energy pull. You are merged with that expression. The energy of the expression is meeting your energy, and you are merging with it.

When you listen to music or when you play music and you feel in your gut that pull towards the music, you know it. You are merged with it. In that mergence, in that knowing, it creates a genuine appreciation, and you genuinely are consumed with that knowing, that pull and that appreciation.

This is not an emotional feeling. Affection is an emotional feeling that many if not most individuals confuse with love when they assign it that word, but it is not love. It is affection, and you can express affection with many, many, many expressions and manifestations, and not love. You can express love without affection. You do not necessarily express affection for a composition of music or a painting or a sculpture or a car – one moment – but you can express love for those manifestations.

Love can be expressed to manifestations that are not living. You can love an expression of architecture, you can love a fabric, you can love a design of fashion – for it is not an emotional expression, it is a knowing and an appreciation. In that appreciation, there is what you would term to be complete acceptance, and that is also what you feel. You feel within you, within your body consciousness, a freedom of that complete acceptance.

Now; this is the reason that I have expressed repeatedly that there are many individuals within your world that have not experienced love, not genuinely, for they have not allowed themself that genuine expression of mergence in which they genuinely incorporate that knowing and that appreciation and that complete acceptance.

You can do this with other individuals and not do it always. You can express genuine love in relation to another individual and not be expressing that consistently or constantly, for you may not be focused upon that mergence with the other individual. You may not understand the other individual's expression, but you can express that love for them, regardless. Therefore, this is an illustration: understanding is not a requirement to be expressing love.

While doing research for my new novel I came across this explanation of love. It was written by Elias. Elias is a consciousness teacher. As you can tell, Elias hits a nerve of remembering with his definition of love.