shaman's thoughts

I wrote on the entrance to my heart with bold letters " DO NOT ENTER!" Love came along took a hard good long look at the sign and said to the spring flowers, "look guys I can't read this but it looks quite inviting!" Love is illiterate at its most essential place, it does what it does not to be rewarded or to become someone's hero or heroine. Love like the trees, gives its oxygen abudantly to all without seeking a recompanse. Ready or not, here I come! You need oxygen children you just don't know how to keep it clean yet. Let go of your intelectual need to understand, let love lead you now my child, surrender!

It saddens my heart to see our humanity at such loss for a unifying way of existing. For all the books and self help tapes and master this and guru that and holy reverened the other, you'd think we should all be in a perfectly harmonious state of co-existance! The organized religions do their thing, the teachers and "avatars" and "masters" are in bed with the marketing strategists, the true humble servants of the Universal Source are busy too! And then there is the shaman who quietly walks until he is approached for guidance. Is it really that difficult to get along? It must be, because we do not have family peace let alone global harmony! But know this my child, soon we will all have the answers to our deepest questions from THE SOURCE! From the spiritual soup before you now take what you can and chew on it a long while in meditative times. Take heart my love, there is always balance between the dark and the light. There is always LOVE to guide your steps as yo...

Just when you think you have figured out how to walk the Earth, life's ever vigilant forces throw you a curve ball with a message that reads something like "Take this or you are back on the bench boy!" Now you are faced with a strike out, a miss, or your most amazing home run ever! But you have to swing regardless of the outcome. Because being in the play is better than warming the bench any day of the week. DO IT OR NOT DO IT, THERE IS NO TRY!

Choice is perhaps the heaviest burden put on the human conciousness. At any given time my brain is battling with a slew of emotions triggered by the outside stimuli which in turn can change my life patterns in a blink of eye. I walk in on my girl friend having a a seemingly warm coversation with a guy who is going to buy something off of her and they seem to be enjoying themselves. Testosterone injects into my blood streem because as a male I am programmed to be the top dog and protect "my mate" from preditory males. Now it makes no difference whether she was flirtatious or he was being forward at the time I entered the room, the reaction is caused by the hormone which was caused by the memory chip which was working off of a neuro network in the brain that created the peptide, all in an auto mode! Who so enters this game of how concious is concious be now and forever warned, all old habits and emotions must cease if you are to glance at the gates of Nirvana. Practice patienc...

"The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page."Saint Augustine (354-439), Christian church father, philosopher,bishop. I'd even go further and say that for the most part our humanity has suffered from the ignorance of the big powers who upon capturing a land thought it to be a lesser civilization due to the culture which they did not copmrehend. We thought those days were over but alas my children, the ignorant political giants are still at it. Go see our planet my child and honor all God's children in their own way!

Is music a stuff of this world? I dare say not! Becasue the birds too sing and sounds of a waterfall is music to my ears as is the sounds of a quiet walk in the woods. When I refer to the STUFF OF THIS WORLD I am refering to the attachment we grow in our hearts and minds for them. Tsunami was recent enough to site as the example of all those "have's" and "have not's" who got caught in the fury of nature and were glad to come out of it with their lives, but sad they lost their STUFF! We live but a short blink of an eye here, yet I am amazed at how we treat this world and its STUFF as if we are going to be around for a long time. "Lay not your treasure upon this Earth where moth and dust doth cropt and theives come and steal, rather lay your treasures in Heaven where niether moth or dust cropts nor any theives can still". Having or not having is not the issue, it is the state of our hearts and minds about the STUFF, even on the rewards of heaven a tr...

Why do we collect STUFF? What part of our psyche needs to be reassured of plentifulness that some of us require walk in closets full of clothing? Shoes that we never wear, ties we never use, and dresses which keep hanging until they go to some thrift store. STUFF in every room and closet and shed and crevasse! We know we have to leave it all behind, yet no matter how many times we move, we go on packing and hauling these "STUFF" around and fill yet more closets and rooms and sheds and garages. I suspect for most of us it is the hole in our hearts we are trying to fill. We try possessions, jobs, new lovers, money, careers, buying things we don't need, or reaching for higher positions/fame in the world, yet none of these have proven to do the job, we still feel something's missing. In AA one is encouraged to see the reality of how drugs and alcohol are just more STUFF we use to fill that hole in our hearts and spirits which cannot be filled with the STUFF OF THIS WORLD....