i am

The world has it’s troubles,
It’s wars fuels by greed,
It’s murder,
It’s rape,
It’s slavery,
It’s oppression,

It’s racism,
It’s nationalism,
It’s sexism,
Its sectarianism,
ism, ism, ism,
I am, I am, I am.

An endless rat race,
Ruled by individuality, insecurity and competition.

This however is not the source or the depth of our misery.
This world is just the flowers of our poisoned roots.

At the depth of the mind,
At the origin of consciousness,
Is an unquenchable thirst,
An endless dissatisfaction,
A cup we can not fill,
Basic instincts,
Survival,
Aversion for death,
Craving for life,
Morphed into the monster of modern man,
Expanded exponentially by thought and imagination.
This frantic world is rooted in our restless mind,
Never quiet,
Always seeking,
Always becoming,
Always deprecating,
Always grasping for control,
Always resisting truth.

This is our nature,
we must see life for what it is,
A flickering flame,
a flowing river of impermanence.

Awareness, acceptance, equanimity.

Then and only then will these conflicts resolve,
Only then can we find loving kindness,
Only then can we experience selfless love,

We must tear down the castle to enter the kingdom.

staggering in blindness

Staggering in blindness,
We scream from the mountain top, 
“I will dwell here forever!” 
This is pleasure.
We moan and wail deep in the valley,
“Liberate me!” 
This is pain. 

Life is movement ,
Up and down,
Without cessation.

We walk into illusion, 
the mountain top our destination. 
Frantically we search for a path that will lead us to this imaginary place of endless bliss, accomplishment, and permanence. 

Me, the prisoner and the prison guard, 
the wanderer and the enslaved,
the shackled and the freed.

Oh the endless seeking!
Infinitely we search,
pursuing the exit, never to escape.
Failing to see,
vision fills only with blindness,
leading us deeper into illusion,
narrowed perception,
Ignorance. 

There is no destination.
Humanity, a vibrant sea of temporary vibrations,
falsely pursuing solid ground in a universe of oscillating emptiness. 

The ups and downs do not define life. 
Life is found somewhere in the middle, 
in the flow, 
in a space that is always shifting, 
expanding and contracting, 
breathing pulsation. 

This high is the birth place of the next low.

Our destination is not on high or to resign to the bottom. 
Life is found in process, 
in the movement between the poles,
found in acceptance,
the middle.
Resolution of opposites,
The sun that rises must set,
Life promises death,
Possession leads only to loss,
Joy begets sadness,
Freedom is not the opposite of constraint!
Change the only constant,
Life never ceases.

Be aware of the poles, our attachment, and aversion,  
they send us chaotically bouncing back and forth, 
up and down without reference, 
violently thrashing our way through life, 
never escaping reaction. 

Insight is our only hope to find balance and health, 
to see the nature of all life, 
to know the way. 

There is no where to go,
 you are already here.

perspective the only change

Death will never be easy viewed from the perspective of this physical emotional reality, from here we will only see loss, sadness and fear.

To understand death is to become aware of the deepest aspects of life, to commune with the universe, without boundary.

The most significant aspects of our connection to others are not physical, we connect energetically, spiritually.

Our most meaningful qualities, even in life, can never be held or contained.

We connect with others through the shared tenderness of the empty chambers of our hearts, which holds the light of the universe, a single source.

True love remains universal,
always in the free flow,
without a trace of limitation, restraint, or entanglement.

Death seen from here is only change, our love is shared in a plane that has always transcended the physical flesh.
We have always been connected there - eternally.
We never possessed anything, so we have nothing to loss.

From here we already know what death is.

What does it mean to be whole?

To be whole, we must blend opposites;

gain and loss,
joy and sorrow,
fear and wisdom,
triumph and failure,
sadness and gratitude,
highs and lows,
pleasure and pain,
light and shadow,

into a swirling wonder without names or definitions.

To be whole we must break down our minds fragmentation,
the chasm between possession and freedom,
the divide between what we think we deserve and what we have,
the fracture between what we think should be,
and the acceptance of WHAT IS.
Objective awareness and compassion are the only cure for this wretched wound.

To be whole we must live a life with both the darkness and light, as they are our origin and structure.

We are a product of love which holds joy and pain together with grace.

a thin line

The yellow leaves fall slowly into the waiting river below,
to be swept away by time.
The breeze oscillates,
one moment warm,
the next cool,
exhale,
inhale.

The line between two worlds narrows to invisible,
life closer to death.

Pine needles fall like teardrops.

Golden light, the mixing of opposing forces,
illuminates the underbelly of the foliage lifted by fall winds.

Translucent the forest canopy becomes revealing both it’s vitality and diminishment,
tide together on a ever shrinking seem.
through the lens of death life is only beautiful, essential, and poignant.

Walking with a ghost like soul.
Love and loss,
Marry in the fall.

season of sorrow

Old picture albums capture the grander and joy of yesterday,
all that mattered so much, no longer occupies reality, did it even happen?
Faded back into dust and patchy memories.

Life and death are tied,
to live is to die,
one is not good and the other bad,
they are one.

Generation after generation,
We cling to life as if it was our own.
Desperate for permanence, possession and meaning.
Our great loss is created only by our foolish attempts to possess,
my life,
my mother,
my friends,
my child.
They are not ours to keep only passing moments in an endless continuum,
arising and passing,
in majestic impermanence.

Death is not the end just as birth was not the beginning.
Energy can neither be created or destroyed,
only transferred and transformed.

Love does not die, love is the medium of all life,
transcending both time and space.
Love does not end,
love transfers,
transmits,
transmutes,
transforms,
changes,
in continuous consciousness.

This great sorrow we feel is tied to our desire to posses the connection and joy we shared, moments that have long ago passed.
Sorrow is our yearning to make the transient permanent.
Sorrow is the defining moment of our attachment to possessive love.

This image of self is all that dies,
our illusion of possession is all that fades.

The forest is weeping.

Each smile only promises sadness,
This “I” enslaves me to loss,
This self guarantees only sorrow.

We build ourselves up so high,
we cry and wail when we fall.

This illusion of individuality can not resist the weight of the universe,
this ignorance can not last,
this delusion will not sustain.
A fabrication of fantasy,
a grand effort made only in vain,
this “separation” only grants the Return.

Can I hold the pain of sorrow in my moments of joyful pleasure?
Can I be whole to live life without fragmentation?
Can I embrace loneliness surrounded by many?
Can I simply accept the flow without attempts of possession or promotion?

Can I accept sorrow and death as I seek joy and life?

Each tear drop was born in laughter,
go into the vacuum of darkness,
smiling at your tears.
Metta

the diminishing human

Competitive lust fading,
Craving for acknowledgment lessening,
Accomplishment no longer the magnet of the compass,
Society is not the orbit,
Culture not the flow,
Social communion not the center,
Desire to have others understand ME no longer driving.
I only know myself through looking beyond ME.
No longer feeding image, diminishing.
Leading with innocence not arrogance.
Standing alone yet connected to everything and everyone.

My blood no longer blood,
A river flowing.
My bones no longer bones,
Rocks of the earth.
My hair and beard no longer hair,
Leaves and moss of the trees.
My lungs no longer lungs,
The breathing forest.
My breath no longer breath,
A great wind.
My kidneys no longer kidneys,
A great sea.
My heart no longer my heart,
The pulsation of the universe.

Elven magic,
Tree communicator,
Wizard's wisdom, child like, as ancient as stone,
Whale soul,
Reptilian transcendence,
Change embracer,
Collected stardust is reality,
Vibration and combustion,
Eternal.

emotional soup

I live in an Emotional soup, 
a porridge of embryonic forces,
a cauldron of the primordial,
a vessel of vitality,
the origins of ideation.

Who says I have no friends?
I am extremely close to my dear ones; 
anxiety, worry, anger, fear, and sadness. 
It is through the intense intimacy I share with these vibrations of gestation and formation, 
that I have become; 
an alchemist of heartbreak, 
an empath of trauma,
a keeper of despondency,  
a sentinel of sadness,
a guardian of misery,
an attendant of anxiety
a custodian of chaos
a shepard of suffering.

Cloudy days,
dark nights,
access you will find here,
A seed of hope,
light incubated in the darkest darkness, 
a path forward,
expansion into pain,
acceptance of what is,
a passage through chaos,
a portal to peace.

Lay your troubles down,
it is ok to leave them here,
be courageously cathartic,
purge you're neurosis and fantasy onto the floor.
You were the one to picked them up, now lay them down!
Add your ingredient to the soup,
into the swirling abyss,
a infinite source.
Where form dissipates, 
into the origins of its emptiness,
The Animated Bellows.

a surface storm

The surface is effected by the storm.
Do not trust the social surface,
it is a mere projection, 
a fabrication for survival,
compensation for insecurity, 
and self esteem inflation,
the comfy comfort of delusion and illusion.

Surface storms do not disturb the calm of center, deep waters within. 
We race in reaction across the surface of this eternal tranquility, 
a tranquility we unknowingly carry everyday, 
yet we never allow ourselves to basking in the waters of it’s peace,
surviving not thriving.

Dive deep into the sensory mind,
the dark ocean within,
to the place feelings dwell,
where the whales wail of agony and joy as one,
follow the haunting call
release my line
this is my direction,
inward, 
down into the depths of reality,
passing through the surface of I and me, 
illusion of permanence,
ego structure, 
passing fantasy and fear, 
re-uniting joy and pain, 
blending darkness and light.

Quiet your mind, 
a reality beyond thoughts,
observing not acting.
Dive deep,
follow the whales, 
they know the secret.

raindrop

The circumstantial events of our individual lives carries the same significance as that of a single raindrop in a monsoon. 

The truth of life is found in the lessons these moments reveal about the consciousness of the universe, not just a singular experience, but rather the experience of experience. To become attached to a single raindrop will only cause us to drowned in the weight of life's endless rain storm. 

We do cling to our experiences, holding on to the joy and the pain, pouring meaning into them. Turning each raindrop into an endless sea of our suffering. We miss so many moments as we drowned in the “meaning” we give each experience, event and thought.

Each rain drop is just another tear in an ocean of loss. 

We must not disappear into this endless storm.  We need to look up, widen our vision and see the stormy sky and the sunshine above it all.

The road less traveled

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.”

            ~Robert Frost

At the moment of insight into the ways of this world we arrive at this fork in the road. Our insight offers a potential that teeters on a thin line between two paths that are infinitely different.

One path leads to cynicism, bitterness, judgement and resentment as we focus on the chasms between the truth we feel and the world in which we live.  We begin to tear down others with a great viciousness; judging and categorizing in a blind defense and promotion of self. If we choose this rabbit hole of negative judgmental thinking, no matter how justified it is by what we see in the world, we prescribe ourselves to a lifetime of endless darkness and fear. We become trapped in the road block of comparison, using others to boost or tear ourselves down. This road leads to the dead end of the status-quo, safety in numbers but no longer moving, a rationalized existence.  Just because this rabbit hole exists does not mean we have to live in it.  

The other path leads to introspection and the acceptance that we are this world, that through our own thoughts we are the creators of the world, we are the judge, jury and executioner. By turning our sword inward we see that the world in which we live has its origins in our very thoughts, our selfishness, and our greed. The less traveled road requires that we look into the harsh reality of the mirror and face our vulnerabilities and reality of our thoughts.  It is easier to stand on the sidelines and criticize than it is to jump into the game and face the mirror of truth. It is easier to blame and judge than it is to accept and find compassion. 

The great irony is how we so easily choose the path of negativity.  It has been set up for us, appears easier, and seemingly offers more “control”; that no longer requires work and protects us from vulnerability. In the name of ease we choose a life without growth, relying on stagnant definitions and judgements. Negativity offers us a false sense of control and we, who live in such a chaotic world, will always instinctively choose control over chaos, even if the control is false and leads to our own spiritual enslavement. 

The road less traveled, on the other hand is difficult. It requires breaking down conditioned thought patterns that for much of our life we have seen as truths. “Truths” that have kept us safe in the night.  It requires facing our very impermanence. It requires a hard look at the depth of our ignorance. It is the breakdown of the false control we cling to and then the subsequent fall into the abyss of chaos.  To see that our opinions and ideas only carry a thin veil behind which lies only self-promotion.  To face that we as a species know nothing.  To see that what we call “our” thoughts, ideas and beliefs are just the recycled thoughts and conditioning of thousands of years, lacking any originality or authority in the realm of what is truth.

Both roads presented like this do not sound inviting.  One filled with stagnation, cynicism and bitterness, the other full of vulnerability, hard work and painful growth. One road leads to an endless darkness, but the other leads to light.

The road less traveled is actually a royal road, full of the real reward we seek, happiness, freedom and love. This is difficult to convey in words and can only be realized with experience. These treasures are hidden by the gateway of vulnerability, a threshold that many fear to cross.  When we see the depth of this conditioned reality through deep objective introspection, when we face our conditioned selfishness, expectations, definitions, opinions, and memories, when we strip all that away, we are left with the very source of the universe, LOVE.  An unconditional universal love that can only be found when we remove the shackles of expectation and choose to live in the freedom that comes with the acceptance of what is.

This is not love that we have chased and idolized our whole lives. It is not a love full of expectations and possession, it is not a love of lust and control.  It is a love of compassion for ignorance and struggle of every human that is rooted in the compassion we find for ourselves.  Only through introspection into our own struggles, ignorance and hypocrisy can we ever hope to find empathy and compassion for our fellow beings. The mirror, an object of alchemy, will transmute darkness and reflect back light. 

We arrive at this fork in the road over and over again throughout our days and throughout our lives. We are constantly choosing our path as we encounter the endless onslaught of life.  We often choose without knowing, unconscious and done out of rote habits and routine patterns. We must break this pattern, become conscious of the choice. We must trade in our looking glasses for a mirror and find the source within us all. The road less travelled is long, but the rewards are immediate.

 

Surviving the tide

Waxing waning, 
Sunrise sunset,
Joy pain,
Love struggle,

Connection Disconnection,

Subtlety shifting silently in the night
Connection slips away with each exhale
Fluid abundance replaced by a dry parched land
A farmer wakes to find bitter fruit in his fields
An instantaneous mysterious fall from mountain top to valley floor

Your tears not enough to fill the void
Your words like feathers against stone
Your pleading unanswered
Your begging falling on deafened ears

The agony of time revealed
Patience tested, lost at sea
Flesh rotting in the desert sun
Impatient ignorance denies the inevitable return
Destitute hopelessness
We thrash unwilling to learn the cycle
Frantic to return to the sea of love

tide in tide out
tide in tide out
tide in tide out
tide in tide out…

Darkness offers the greatest opportunity to find light.

The sleeping demon of racism that has lay in hiding, festering in the grass, since the civil war has been flushed out into the open.  My whole life I have heard the ignorant rationalize- “racism is over” “slavery ended years ago” “ we have a black president, surely America is not racist”. This infection of ignorance has been now brought to the light.  No one can deny the fracture and divide of our racist society now, as half the people of this country voted for it.

The oppression of women traces back to the origin of time. We still suppress the power of the feminine.  The masculine is an unrooted power that is desperate and wild to grasp for a control that it can never posses.  This frantic desperation translates to the violent oppression we see of women everywhere over the vast expanse of time.  No one can deny this now as we have elected a person who identifies as a chauvinist, misogynist and has a history of being a sexual predator.

You can not solve a problem until you acknowledge it.  In medicine the first step in treatment of infection is to expose and then clean the wound.  This hardly sounds like a silver lining, but it is truth.  This is our opportunity to bring real change. This division based on skin color is a defining enduring quality of all humanity. The suppression of women has been conditioned into us for so long that we are idle participants that help tighten the mechanism of oppression. These are not problems unique to America. America is just the front line of this fight, we are the extreme, we are the modern leaders of human evolution and culture. In what direction are we leading?

In my own personal spiritual growth it is only through the embracing of my shadows and darkest most vulnerable feelings that I have been able to find real growth. It is only through the observation of the flow of my thoughts with all of their selfishness, greed, judgement, stereotyping,  and attachment, that I have found a sliver of freedom.  Who do you love the most in the world? I love me and mine the most and this is why I and We suffer.

It is an unfortunately ironic truth of life that you must hit the bottom before you rise. The trick to know is you can choose the “bottom.”  Make no mistake the the bottom is an endless black hole, a free-fall to nowhere, so let this be our bottom. We need to fall no further. Follow the flow of your thoughts to the darkest most vulnerable recesses of your being and there you will find the change this world needs.

“It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.” Jiddu Krishnamurti

what is meaning?

We are all searching for meaning in our lives.  We ask ourselves, What is the purpose of my life? Why am I here?  We answer; I will have meaning when I achieve this or I attain that. I will have meaning when I find the right job, the right profession, the right relationships, the right material objects, the right understanding, the right experience… The answer we give is one of projection of what we think we need to become, so we can posses “meaning”. We create an illusionary place in the future where we will find this ultimate fulfillment and meaning.

This is the greatest trap we lay for ourselves as it actually robs our lives of meaning and fills it with anticipation, angst, dis-satisfaction, dis-appointment and misery.

Life is always moving, never is it static. The “meaning” of our lives therefore must move with life. There is no destination where all is complete, life is always flowing forward. The “meaning” of our lives is found by finding the meaning of each moment, not in a fantasy built in the distant land of the future, a land of acomplishments, that can never be reached.

What is the meaning of my life in this moment? Why am I here in this moment? What can I learn? How can I be completely present in this moment? 

This approach guarantees a life full of true meaning.

a butterfly

It has been said that something as small as the flutter of a butterfly's wing can ultimately cause a typhoon halfway around the world                                                     -Chaos Theory

Small changes at the center have drastic complex effects at the periphery. 

From the origin of the universe or the spiraling outward of a single cell into a complex organism, the fractal movement of the universe is the propagation of a simple pattern outward into greater complexity. We find this in all aspects of our universe.  From a single undifferentiated cells we spiral out exponentially into a complex beings with over 10 trillion highly differentiated cells, yet every single one of those cells came from the same simple origin. A small corruption of the center can have disastrous effects on the whole, as when a negative mutation occurs in the organizing of DNA which can create ravishing birth defects.

The consciousness of mankind has followed this same pattern.  Simple distinction of thought that seem simple and organic in origin propagates outward in exponential growth. We took a wrong turn in our thoughts and understating of life that have now grown from simple ideas to complex and destructive systems of oppression and violence.

What were those changes?

My GOD, your god

Acceptance of tradition as rule

Pursuit of pleasure

Denial of pain

Division of judgement, us and them

Individual’s needs greater than the whole

Suppression of fear

Judgement of present with the past

Dominion over the nature

Pursuits of the individual pleasure as the goal of life 

Labels of identity of self and others, gender, race, nationality, religion…

These simple mutations in our thoughts even if seemingly innocent, meaning not used to directly oppress others, have spiraled outward in an exponential explosion that has led to the crisis of consciousness and moral corruption that defines our world today. We continue to look to others to lead us out of this darkness or we point fingers in blame to those we label responsible.  Yet our own individual promotion, greed, religion, judgement of others, narcissism and the pursuit of our individual success and comfort is the same root of evil that we are so quick to demonize when we see it in others.  It is difficult to accept the responsibility of this truth, we are our world, our world’s consciousness is our consciousness.

In fractal growth the periphery is tied to the center, but always moving away from center. Change that starts in periphery, society/government/religion, will not affect the center, as it is still moving away from center and the corruption at the center will eventual wash over any positive change at the periphery. One oppressive regime is only replaced by the next. The rebel becomes the dictator. We have seen this countless times in our history.

This is the reason that change of our world can only come from the center of each individual. It is only in the resolution of the center, the heart of each individual, that can cause the same spiraling fractal effect to bring truth, meaning and morality back to this world as a whole.  

Turn off the internet and look inside, we are ruining the world with our thoughts. :)

the mechanism of our ignorance

It is from our memories that we create a life of dissatisfaction, tension and misery.

Our memories of pleasure fill our present moment with craving and clinging to past joy. We face the moment with expectations and comparisons created by pleasures that have long since passed, the moment never lives up to the fantasies to which we cling.

Our memories of pain creates apprehension and forecasts of doom never allowing what is to be, we face the moment untrustingly, warily and full of aversion.  We accept this misery regardless of whether it is real or just remembered.

The lens of our past from which we view the present and falsely predict the future is the mechanism of our ignorance.

The past is sealed, frozen forever, yet we thrust it onto the present moment with uncompromising comparison, destroying any hope, spontaneity and growth into the darkness of the sealed tomb of our past experience.

We never give the present moment a chance to be experienced for what it is, we defined its reality long ago.

Any new experience instantly triggers a cascade of memories and the freshness of each moment is suffocated under the rubble of our past, as we empty a closet full of skeletons into each moment.

From memories long-term relationships become stagnant, defined, classified, full of resentment and stale.  We cease learning because we tell ourselves we know and we understand.

We foolishly celebrate our memories as who we are and define life with our traumas, not realizing that in these celebrations and definitions we have given away any chance of curiosity, wonder, hope, intelligence, spontaneity, growth and true happiness. In our attachment to our memories we have lost the art of living.

Each moment is impermanent, arising and passing.  Feel it, experience it and let it pass. Be Happy.

 

the bellows

The bellows, before story and story teller, before distinction and definition, before light and dark.  

From the great vacuum of emptiness the material universe was breathed into form. The pumping bellows open an invisible seem, a portal without definition, that allows life to spill forth, in the greatest of all mysterious. Search for the opening and it cannot be found.  The action of the bellows is universal throughout all aspects of existence, from the infinitesimal to the infinite. From the activity of neutrons to the rotation of planetary bodies, the source is the same. The bellows of our body, the lung, is the portal that brings the universe in through our noses to circulate throughout every aspect of our human life; our thoughts, our action, our anatomy, our physiology, our consciousness.

This, the great mystery, can never be defined. It can only be felt. 

Breathing brakes the shackles of bondage in the body-mind continuum freeing the power of the bellows to pulse life through the body.  The lung initiates the movement of the bellows as it can mechanically pump life giving air into the body, but this in not the final goal of respiration. Respiration should know no boundary or limit as the very body is able to breathe in the bath of universal energy, every fiber and nerve in rhythmic synchronicity.  Physical respiration leads to full body respiration, in sync with universal respiration, the energetic pulsation of all life- visible or invisible.  To seek health of the body and mind is the goal of human life, as it strengthens the bellows, so the spirit can pulsate in rhythm with the universe.

extraordinary

Ambition is the root of conflict, as it creates space between what we are and what we think we need to be.  As we train our children to accomplish, to reach the top of the class, we steal from them the innocence of each moment.  We set their happiness out in front of them at a distance they can never reach, as there is no end to the ambitions of the ego, it is a bottomless pit that cannot be filled.  This chase we set them on has no finish line and satisfaction in life will forever remain illusive. The donkey will never reach the carrot. Happiness can not be found when seeking it, the ego will only lead us to misery, emptiness and a sense of failure.

To find the magic of each moment is the lesson we should be teaching. As we age we come to think we “understand” life from a place of knowledge, but this is only the death of true intelligence, which is based in curiosity and wonder. To keep mystery alive in this age of information becomes our fight.  To wake and see a sunrise like it is the first time, to taste fruit from a tree full of gratitude, to live with a mind-blowing appreciation of life, and to accept that we know nothing is the only path to freedom.

What defines our lives is not our accomplishments, but our ability to find the extraordinary in each ordinary moment.

resolving opposites

We carve and conquer the one, the nameless source of life, with distinction of opposites, light vs dark, hot vs cold. From the interplay between “opposites” we construct the world of thought, a world of conflict.  What we have separated we must reunite.

Through the mechanism of thought we attempt to control the chaos of our existence as we define and label the universal, inside and out. We are able to perceive contrast, the line between light and dark, which we foolishly mistake as permission to separate the universal experience into material opposing forces.  We label aspects of the single whole as distinct and separate opposites. We mistake this imaginary line we invented as a border and prepare both sides for war. It is only through our labels that we find conflict, both individual and throughout the world as a whole.  We created the world of right and wrong, up and down, light and dark, a world of distinction, definition, and opposites. 

We turn our invented thoughts into beliefs and allow them to create division where there is unity. We separate the universal, one, into two: light and dark, hot and cold, good and bad. We define our world with the interplay between these “opposites” and from this we create the endless conflict of things and images.  Not only have we divided and labeled the world around us, but also the psychological world within.  We drive this division with our greatest fuel, our aversion for pain and our lust for pleasure. We fail to see that even pleasure and pain are united as one. We hope to live in light and pleasure forever and this desire dooms us to darkness. Light must fade, things must change and the only consistency is the impermanence of all things . When pleasure fades and unpleasant sensations dominate we revolt against them and long for pleasure, we do not accept what is and instead we chase an illusion in attachment, conflict and misery. The “opposites” we created of light and dark give us the fantasy and illusion that we can choose to live only in light and deny darkness.  The separation between dark and light is not real, it is only imagined, thought into existence, it has no basis in truth.  Light and dark are bound as one, totality.

As we carve up the universal to gain control over the physical what do we lose? We lose connection, balance and endless vital energy that is wasted managing these conflicts of our creation. This dichotomy we have created is bound to resolve in our search for authentic self and truth.  As we seek to gain, we fail to see that this promises us only loss. The arising defines the return.  Only through awareness of this truth can we resolve opposites and find peace.

In the blending of light and dark harmony is found.

~

notes on relationship

Why do so many people fail at their relationships? What is the nature of relationships? What can we do to help improve our ability to care and love ourselves and another person?

We are drawn into relationships by very powerful forces. At the core of human being’s is the social need to express life. We seek security in a chaotic world, someone to share this burden with us. We are drawn by sexual expression, which remains the greatest force on planet earth. But more then anything we are desperate not to be alone.  The pursuit of pleasure and pull of attraction coupled with aversion to loneliness guide us to find another.

What we seek, without knowing, is the reflection of ourselves, a mirror that allows us to face ourselves through the experience of a relationship with another person.  Unfortunately we don’t have relationships with people, but rather with the images we create of them. We create these images with our frozen past: our thoughts, ideas, and beliefs. We polish these constructs with our expectations of our future. Initially the images of our partners are beautiful and glorious and we want nothing more than to hold on to them forever.   This initial attraction to the image of them is so powerful as it allows us a brief respite from the harsh glare of our personal despair, fear, sorrow, anxiety and loneliness. We are spared the burden of introspection in the face of such a glorious external light. 

From here we have already sowed the seeds of our own destruction as we plunge into deeper levels of codependency and denial of shadows; theirs and ours. Couples are unable to sustain relationships because we blame our darkness on our partners, too fearful to face them ourselves, waiting in vain and ignorance for another to solve our internal problems. Over time, through trauma and experience, resentments build and the images become tarnished, unable to remain as flawless as they once were.  This essential conflict, the space thoughts create between us and truth, swells with endless rationalizations as it is mutated by time. Making this creation of our imagination too massive, the burden to much to bear. 

The laws of attraction are also the same laws of repulsion.  Over time if only the good side of someone is accepted, the darker aspects will begin to grow in strength.  The whole individual must be seen, to understand that which you love most about them is also the aspect that maddens you.  Now we have divided the fragmented image of a person even further into their good and their bad, instead of allowing them to be whole and human. We only want the good and have rejected the bad, severing the human into a thing, an object of our own design.

Once this shimmering illusion we've created of another person fails we are left to face the very dark vulnerability that we ran from in the first place.  So we drop the image that we once convinced ourselves was love and we let the person behind the image shatter to the ground.   From here the conflict continues as we run from ourselves in reaction to the sorrow of loss. Instant gratification fuels the engines of consumption. We run on fire for the next shinny new thing setting ourselves further ablaze, running further away from truth and self.

To have a successful relationship with anyone first requires a relationship with oneself. This, the loneliest of all journeys means facing all psychological barriers, hindrances and conditioning that blocks your ability to have self-love and self-understanding. Relationships are spiritual journeys and akin to the journey to find “God”, which is the truth inside of each person. The journey to find the truth within is the only path to self-understanding, selflessness and love.  Both individuals must be committed to this path in similar intensity if harmony and understanding is to be achieved.  The key to a successful relationship is to be able to sacrifice your individual greed without compromising your authentic self. This is a delicate balance to strike and the line between selflessness and compromise is a thin and ever changing one. 

Our hearts have many desires but it’s greatest is to be perceived, to be known. We place this burden ever so neatly upon the awaiting shoulders of our partners. We long for them to know just what we need to feel confident, attractive and worthy despite the fact we cannot generate these things for ourselves. We put our self-esteem and self-confidence outside of self solely in the hands of the unperceiving external world and as a result we are in a constant state of defeat and misunderstanding.

Assumptions and expectations lead to a crippling like cancer of resentment and disappointment upon relationships. The numerous aspects of a relationship, from the mundane to the spiritual, must be communicated, they cannot be assumed to be known by the "all-seeing" partner.  The irony is that we are hurt by our partners inability to read our minds and hearts, saddened with their lack of mystical insight, when we ourselves are not even capable of this self knowledge and self love.  The key to self-esteem, self-confidence, and self-worth is found in the word self, these jewels can only be found within.

Expressing one's needs and wants in a healthy respectful way is the gateway to intimacy. Clear communication of the heart and mind is essential to a relationship, as it creates real connection and understanding vs imagined and assumed reality. Meeting both individual’s needs is an ever changing and challenging dynamic. A relationship is by definition codependent as it is dependent on each individual for it to even exist.  Communication is the only mediator we have to lay a path of success. The greatest thing you can do for another human being is to ask for help, as it takes vulnerability, grace and humility to reach out in need. With communication comes navigation towards refuge, safety and understanding. 

Relationships need to be evaluated over time as there are always ups and downs in the moments of our lives. One should be able to be completely clear with self and able to answer the question: “Am I a better, more truthful, self-knowing and kinder person as a result of my relationship despite the normal ups and downs of life?”  The answer must be a resounding “yes!” Unfortunately most relationships either end in the violence of impulse or drag on in a slow rationalized death. One must be clear and honest with self at all times.

We should approach our relationships as new every day, every moment reflecting the ever changing nature of life. Even though we’ve known someone for decades we should look at them each time with a feeling that this is the first time I have beheld such a mysterious being. This is very difficult to do, as it requires a continual psychological death of self, a death of our imagined identity and fantastical thoughts, and beliefs.  We must see ourselves as new with each passing moment. To do this one must understand the impermanence of all things and see the space that our thoughts have created between us and truth.  We act with fevered intensity to build up the ego, to step ourselves ahead of others and fill the bottomless pit of insecurity.  Our life is then spent defending the shallow and hollow facade we hide behind, the mask we have built. The irony comes in the fact that the reason we built up these false walls in the first place was so we could feel safe connecting to others, but in the end we rip ourselves from connection to self and others, left isolated in a fantasy we have created of “I”.

Only through observation can this relationship between reality and our thoughts be seen, only from there can we end conflict and find freedom.  To have a successful relationship with another person, requires us first to have a relationship with self. We must take down our own image and persona we have created of ourselves and face the very fear and loneliness that we are so desperately trying to escape. We must simply accept this fear as it is and stand in our loneliness so we can end our conflicts and find the true meaning of love.