THIS IS EXCITING NEWS: Just stumbled across this meditation site, see? The first ever organized GLOBAL MEDITATION MOVEMENT is about to take place this Sunday...in the bask of the Super Moon! (Well in other parts of town at least.) That's in four days, folks. Goddamn I'm so excited. New York, this Sunday... I will be with you all, meditating like a motherfucker, as I already am.
The time has come for Humankind to Unite. Our aim is to Bring about world Peace and to Create the Largest Global Meditation Event in History & with your participation, together we will literally Change the planet.
The world is waking up, and it has become clear that taking up arms is not the solution . . . The Solution, is LOVE
The Change we have all been seeking begins with us
This Meditation Event will be ongoing twice a month. For the newbies, Each session will be 30 minutes, and for the more experienced each session will be 1 hour.
(If you've never meditated before, don't be intimidated, don't be afraid. You can just begin. What a great time to begin at that.)
People from all walks of life will come together as one, and Meditate solely on thoughts of Peace & Love
Help spread this Message across the Globe, INVITE your friends & bring the "Global Meditation Movement" into Public Consciousness.
The first Event will take place on June 23rd. The Super Moon will be out in all its glory & it is the Celebration of the New Summer Solstice! So pencil it in your calendars, and we will meet in Consciousness!
Thousands will be joining in . . . Will you be?
This is so exciting!
Dear Universe, My Website.
And, my YouTube Channel.
Someone wrote to say: "I do not see it all the time, and never in a pic, but I picked up a yellowish color aura in one of your photos."
That's awesome. (Thank you.) Yay.
More on the meaning of Yellow Aura's.
Yeah, I've been drinking. It's only been about a year now (Did this year actually happen?), so I guess you could say I've been sober my whole life, like no drinks, ever. Until now, for now. I'm enjoying this flipside and it's quite obvious why drinking is so popular among the masses, and even necessary for some folks, but now I get it on a completely astronomical level. Sooo I'm just gonna be upfront and say that I'd enjoy beautiful company tonight. It'll be memorable, right? Where are all the sensual beings at? I would like to emphasize beautiful. Or darling and irresistible in that way that only you are. And drinks. Maybe meditation, naps, and drinks. Maybe meditation, biking, naps, drinks. Maybe meditation, biking, ice cream/coffee, snuggling puppies, and fucking drinks. Or toke. Or fucking toke while drinking. Fine, just drinks. Or sing to me. Hold my hand. Whisper those fucking drunk things you'll only want to tell to me.
With that said, I am terribly nice, quieter than most, and, apparently, I write like a goddamn maniac.
This is it. This is what I want. Right now. How simple and honest is that? You know who you are. Otherwise, I'm just gonna go for a long ass run...
YOU, considering (reconsidering, considering, reconsidering, jeez), reach out. Live, goddammit. Be bold. Don't you know by now that fortune favors the brave? Connect. New experiences. Come drink, eat, cook, sit, mediate, read, write, music, bikebikebike, sprawl all over the world with me. Or something else. Or nothing. Climb that mountain. I'm completely open to suggestions. ~Imagination~. Let's share footprints, begin new ones. Dance to the drum of our own beautiful heartbeats. Play, discover. Build, create, serve, let go. Engage in the poetry of synchronized body language. Trees, grass, flowers, animals, other loving, kind, open, human beings. Hello, hello. Then maybe goodbye. But perhaps forever. The stars and the heavens will align, or scatter like dust. Go for it. (Go for it.) Fun! or awkward... who knows? Who knows! Live. Now. You just want to. Be.
I do. I be.
That's the whole concept of meeting people, one has no idea what's going to come of it. But we can make it be the best experience we can make of it. And then keep flowing along in the ocean of life, together or separately.
Alan Watts. Mooji. Bill Hicks. Rumi. Walt Whitman. Trungpa. Chopin. Alan Watts. Mother.
I love that these people existed so much.
We got used to it.
We got used to it.
We got used to it.
"Reality itself is gorgeous,.. it is a fireworks show to celebrate that existence is."
Can we get used to this?
As I'm watching this (and gloriously moved to tears of joy and laughter) this has instantly become my new favorite Mooji video, and I just want to share it with everyone :
...Ultimately, it is freedom from even the concept of freedom. It is the end of striving. We put all our attention, all our efforts, into becoming the best someone we can. That is natural, that is the whole story of mankind. But it is not freedom. By all means, live the highest expression you can. Change what you feel does not serve your freedom, follow your heart's promptings, but do not take the expression to be a definition of the Self. Enjoy, with gratitude, your life - as a gift from Life, as an expression of god, as the dance of the cosmos - while remaining throughout as the formless seer. The Sage looks into a mirror at the pictures appearing as himself, but he is not confused. He remains the unalterable Being into the shrine of emptiness. ~Mooji
As Alan Watts so eloquently put it, "How is it possible that a being with such sensitive jewels as the eyes, such enchanted musical instruments as the ears, and such fabulous arabesque of nerves as the brain can experience itself anything less than a god?"
I just lovelovelove listening to Alan Watts telling us things like it's time to wake up. Or just anything. This man saw so clearly, spoke so sensibly. I just don't think I'll ever tire of him. How could I? Alan Watts and Mooji both.
Perhaps most people feel as if they need to travel extensively to see the world? Me.. ? I just dim the lights and head inside.
As Stevie Wonder so aptly understood, I, too, am building a castle of love. This will be our home.
The planet does not need more "successful" people. The planet desperately needs more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers, and lovers of all kinds.
So I nourish a seed named Love.
And, well, a mystic_writr website in the works. All about love and life and truth and shit, as I experience it. It's still a blank canvas, more or less, and like an artist strokes with his paintbrush, I reckon I'll stroke it the only way I know how.
~ I am a sky where spirits live,
stare into this deepening blue
while the breeze says a secret
like this ~
Like This (Rumi, this heart!):
Song of Myself (Walt Whitman, this soul!):
If people looked at the stars each night, they'd live a lot differently - when you look into infinity, you realize there are more important things than what people do all day.
And when the Universe brings you a gift:
1) recognize it
2) acknowledge it
...and most of all
3) be grateful/run with it/apply it wisely = Don't waste it.
Don't waste it, guys.
Start here, start now.
Constantly thinking about you:
Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?
- Henry David Thoreau
~ IMAGINE all the people... living life in peace ~
People get ready
~ People get ready, there's a train a comin'
You don't need no baggage, you just get on board ~
Ribbon in the sky
~ This is not a coincidence,
And far more than a lucky chance ~
~ ♥ ~
Let my love open the door
~ Let my love open the door
Let my love open the door ~
(Just not any car doors thoughtlessly flung into designated bike lanes. Fucking eff!)
They say everything can be replaced
~ They say every distance is not near ~
Keep it loose, keep it tight
~ Well relationships change,
Oh I think it's kinda strange,
How money makes a man grow.
Some people they claim,
If you get enough fame,
You live over the rainbow
Over the rainbow ~
~ Know as I fade away, they'll all look at me and say,
and they'll say
"Hey look at him, I'll never live that way",
but that's okay,
they couldn't anyway
But I know we all can't stay here forever,
So I want to write my words on the face of today
Before they paint it ~
Don't be afraid
~ (I see your true colors) ~
This Must Be The Place
~ Home, is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there ~
Hi yo We drift in and out
Hi yo sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
~ I’ve been a long time that I’m waiting
Been a long time that I’m blown
I’ve been a long time that I’ve wandered
Through the people I have known
I never felt magic crazy as this
I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
But now you’re here
Brighten my northern sky ~
~ ♥ ~
I will never work a corporate office job again.
I would like to play/create music.
(If you play/teach drums... I'm ready to make this happen. It's been just a dream for too long.)
So I will.
Sing? Yeah? Okay.
Write (write, write!)
W R I T E
Fall madly in love.
Ultimately, I do desire to meet someone who will make my heart race, then steal it, and just overflow it with love. Someone who is so suited for me and who will encourage, or join, if not add, to this way of life we're on, where we'll flow, grow, hopefully and continuously in the same direction. Lately, I think about the saying "growing old with someone" and I'm finding such incredible meaning (if not excitement) to it now, where I couldn't have understood any earlier. Every white hair and wrinkle embraced and admired. Getting there with dignity, grace, and acceptance. How amazing that would be, to share the journey. This is part of our destiny. (But, also, see the rest.)
Do things that will benefit others and the planet.
Nourish the world and the people in it.
Love loudly, leave quietly.
Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude.
I'm putty for people who possess a certain sweetness and humility to them, no matter how brilliant they are -- like Jeff Mangum, the Dalai Lama: We need to understand the inadequacy of an educational system so slanted towards material values. The solution is not to give an occasional lecture, but to integrate ethics into the educational curriculum. To do this effectively requires a secular ethics, free of religious influence, based on common sense, a realistic view and scientific findings.
“Poverty is not an accident. Like slavery and apartheid, it is man-made and can be removed by the actions of human beings.”
According to the Bloomberg Billionaires ranking of the world's 100 wealthiest individuals, the richest people on the planet got even richer in 2012, adding $241 billion to their collective net worth.
World Bank study shows that the richest 300 people in Europe and North America have the same income as 4.7 billion poor people. Incomes of bottom 90% grew $59 in 40 years.
I'm glad mushrooms are against the law, because I took them one time, and you know what happened to me? I laid in a field of green grass for four hours going, "My God! I love everything." Yeah. Now, if that isn't a hazard to our country how are we gonna keep building nuclear weapons, you know what I mean? What's gonna happen to the arms industry when we realize that we're all one?!
"The pioneers of a warless world are the youth who refuse military service."
And this here is a short audio self-summary I did on a whim one very early morning, I couldn't sleep and strangely feeling the stirrings of the interconnectedness of it all:
“The problem is no longer getting people to express themselves, but providing little gaps of solitude and silence in which they might eventually find something to say. Repressive forces don’t stop people from expressing themselves, but rather, force them to express themselves. (Right?) What a relief to have nothing to say, the right to say nothing, because only then is there a chance of framing the rare, or ever rarer, the thing that might be worth saying.”
After all this time, I think I may be secretly one of the kindest striving human beings I know. But is that kind enough?
The one who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The one who walks alone is likely to find himself in places no one has ever been before.
And quite the introverted/loner type. But when I'm engaged and intimately involved, my whole heart and being is in it, it's like the universe opening up. There is no cause to doubt. And the possibilities, why, they're as limitless as we believe them to be. I am a protector, nurturer, and hopefully an encourager of all good things to every single living thing alive (boundaries are imaginary lines that others wish to impose) this is what I do, this is where I'm at.
INFJ, and strangely accurate.
Some people understand this.
Most do not.
you worry too much
You have seen your own strength
You have seen your own beauty
You have seen your golden wings
Of anything less,
why do you worry?
You are in truth
the soul, of the soul, of the soul
Somewhere in this process you will come face-to-face with the sudden and shocking realization that you are completely crazy. Your mind is a shrieking gibbering madhouse on wheels barreling pell-mell down the hill utterly out of control and hopeless. No problem. You are not crazier than you were yesterday. It has always been this way and you just never noticed. You are also no crazier than everybody else around you. The only real difference is that you have confronted the situation they have not. [And over time you can develop greater discipline]. "Discipline" is a difficult word for most of us. It conjures up images of somebody standing over you with a stick, telling you that you're wrong. But self-discipline is different. It's the skill of seeing through the hollow shouting of your own impulses and piercing their secret. They have no power over you. It's all a show, a deception. Your urges scream and bluster at you; they cajole; they coax; they threaten; but they really carry no stick at all. You give in out of habit. You give in because you never really bother to look beyond the threat. It is all empty back there. There is only one way to learn this lesson, though. The words on this page won't do it. But look within and watch the stuff coming up-restlessness, anxiety, impatience, pain-just watch it come up and don't get involved. Much to your surprise, it will simply go away. It rises, it passes away. As simple as that. There is another word for self-discipline. It is patience.
- Bhante Henepola Gunaratana
"Mindfulness in Plain English"
To begin with (to begin with):
The Joyous Cosmology by Alan Watts
Okay, I just stumbled upon this unbelievably breathtaking piece of writing by Alan Watts called The Joyous Cosmology. Words can't even describe how awe-inspiring this man was... and continues to be to me. Every thought he expressed made (and absurdly makes) more sense than the culmination of all my formal studies in school combined. I fucking kid you not.
So, then, hense this playlist I created, fittingly called (well, what else?)
The I Fucking Love Alan Watts Playlist !
dedicated to this most prolific teacher, which I myself return to over and over (and over) again. Simply, it's a conscience on a universal level I can relate to, believe in, and trust.
Last little reference to this is that the timing of finding him and my shift in focus about life as a whole and our place in it, let's say it's been a beautiful and synchronic song and dance, a perfectly (silently) (solitary) attuned musical symphony, which I can never return from I gather. I'm, for lack of a better description, swept, or rather... spirited away.
The Dream of Life
Okay I peeked and landed on this:
"Listen, there's something I must tell. I've never, never seen it so clearly. But it doesn't matter a bit if you don't understand, because each one of you is quite perfect as you are, even if you don't know it. Life is basically a gesture, but no one, no thing, is making it. There is no necessity for it to happen, and none for it to go on happening. For it isn't being driven by anything; it just happens freely of itself. It's a gesture of motion, of sound, of color, and just as no one is making it, it isn't happening to anyone. There is simply no problem of life; it is completely purposeless play—exuberance which is its own end. Basically there is the gesture. Time, space, and multiplicity are complications of it. There is no reason whatever to explain it, for explanations are just another form of complexity, a new manifestation of life on top of life, of gestures gesturing. Pain and suffering are simply extreme forms of play, and there isn't anything in the whole universe to be afraid of because it doesn't happen to anyone! There isn't any substantial ego at all. The ego is a kind of flip, a knowing of knowing, a fearing of fearing. It's a curlicue, an extra jazz to experience, a sort of double-take or reverberation, a dithering of consciousness which is the same as anxiety."
I feel like I'm exploding with aliveness
And I just don't know what to do with all "this" (what is "this")... or maybe I am doing it, right now.
It's been said that there is no teacher greater than living with an open heart. So, naturally, I ripped my chest wide open.
The heart grows.
Soaked in soul, moon spilling in...
(For whom were you weeping?)
A little excerpt for you:
REMEMBER THAT YOU ARE ALIVE. We live, but we're so busy running around that we forget how remarkable it actually is that we even exist. And we seem to take for granted how fast it could suddenly stop. Me? I think this calls for one huge lifelong celebration. But we got crazy ideas put in our heads by people who had it put in theirs and someone's banking on it bigtime. Are you happy? Are you living your life the way you want to?
Keep exploring. Life is NOT a competition, no matter what they say, so go ahead and look around and enjoy the view instead of fighting it, yourself, and each other.
Nor is it a race, even though the speeds and the highways will offer challenges and they will always change. Life is what we make it, so why not make it as interesting and good as we possibly can, not just for ourselves but for everything that lives on this planet with us. And always keeping in mind that it doesn't end when we do. But while we're here, let's:
Is THIS how life is supposed to be? "How did I get here?"
Why aren't there more options? Better options for ourselves? Why aren't we creating more meaningful ways to exist? Why don't we start fresh? Living with less materially so that we're able to enjoy a deeper personal wealth?
Simply existing, peacefully? Without judgment?
The societal structure has been strategically designed, implemented, and reinforced, but we're never offered the explanation that those are only DEFAULT SETTINGS. There are people who live their whole lives on those settings, never realizing they can customize.
Things I don't care for:
ding dongs who feel entitled. Jesus, they don't even know who they are. Like the SHOUTY ones, who are either oblivious to their surroundings or all about themselves. Hey man, I don't want to listen to your conversation, is that alright? Or those who decide that standing right in the middle of the sidewalk is a good idea. A few steps to the left or right would actually allow people to pass, you know? Over-sized umbrella carriers. Really? It just seems like those are the same entitled bastards who don't care if they poke your eye out, hanging out in the middle of the sidewalk, shouting into their phones, holding a tent over their head. One drop of rain. Basically, I guess I don't care much for thoughtlessness or retardation in that 'You're a fucking retard' kind of way. And if you're one of those people who must absolutely be around the beautiful ones, or you just fall in love with every girl you see, please, get out.
MY LITTLE "hope" LIST:
I still hope for the following qualities in people, regardless of whether cupid's arrow strikes us a blow or some other lucky girl along the path (because they'll probably appreciate this too):
Receptive and soft
Strong and supportive
Can handle love - silence - unpredictability - paradox - change - and humor
Patient and willing to reach or swim to the other side; it's always better than not trying
And usually more rewarding than you think
Simple things that mean so much (or do you know otherwise?)
Where it no longer matters what clothes we wear (unless it's sheep)
When we are no longer attached to outcomes (unless it's the universal message of we're-all-in-this-together. Shit, homey, a girl can dream, can't she?)
Probably not a "social butterfly"
Or, rather, doesn't mind if she is not a "social butterfly" (INFJ here)
An explorer of his inner well
Makes us feel safe (it just comes instinctually) and tells us how pretty we look
Remember, this isn't a checklist. It's not really even about you, is it? But, who knows, maybe today is the day it'll make all sorts of crazy sense...
I hope he enjoys swallowing the rain and sunshine equally.
I hope he is kind and complex and will tell me how wonderful my cooking is.
I hope he likes all the stinky animals we share this earth with and is an admirer of the big badass natural world.
I hope he is surrounded by things that he loves
especially him or herself
But I hope he doesn't believe the old, unquestioned assumption that there is a connection between how much one owns and how valuable one is.
I hope he's come to some point where he no longer feels the need or desire to impress anyone--largely himself.
I hope he is nodding.
I hope he's into culture or at least interested to learn about mine.
I hope he is able to show emotional sensitivity and does not fear being different, maybe even thrives on complexity.
I hope he's looking for a warm woman to hold who takes comfort in him holding her.
I hope he's done playing the Mr. Cool-Detached-"Whatever" Guy.
I hope he sees beauty in life, in spite of everything that goes on here.
I hope he is curious and still yearning
...bright and trying.
I hope he likes the music. The all kinds.
The last hope is that we make the leap; there is a sea of beautiful crazy good bad amazing ordinary unbelievable to unexplainable and touching shit about you and me and life and the world to discover; inside and out.
"Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You."
Careening down unexpected paths of fiction and truth, illusion and reality, wrong and right, shadow and light, generic lessons handed and genuine lessons found, my life has been an interesting and eye-opening adventure not unlike that of Alice when she tumbled down the rabbit hole into a realm of different realities and rules where nothing seemed to make sense. And now I absolutely know for certain it doesn't.
Now, here I am, as I always was before. But I suppose it took some gettin' to.