You once crawled around
in the underbelly of my mind
hidden and elusive
until a memory surfaced
Only then would you charge out
stomping your feet
like an indignant child
red-faced and distorted
All the pain and angst
rising to the surface
egged on by fear
fueled by rabid disappointment
And then I would spend hours
days even, tamping you down
sinking you back into darkness
I didn’t want to wear
such an enflamed mask

And then the wise Universe sent me a mirror — a partner overflowing with you I saw first hand your destruction How a gentle man…

Once I swallowed bitterness like a drug
allowed myself to become addicted to its acrid taste
held it fast within my veins as it circulated
around and within my heart —
but this was no drug for healing, nor to feel numb

Bitterness doesn’t mix well with lifeblood
— it turns black and coagulates
— it creates barriers, blocked passageways
— it stifles the energetic flow from root to crown
— it can and will kill

But where does one go to rehab for this addiction?

The outer world held no answers — this wasn’t a physical addiction I couldn’t…

Confession time — my nemesis for a while now has been the camel cricket. They are hideous to look at, reminding me of some prehistoric creature come back into existence to taunt me.

I’d lived all of my life up to 2015 without ever seeing one of these grotesque versions of a cricket. I’d moved back from Oklahoma to Virginia to stay with my ailing father in 2014 and one day in early January of 2015, I walked into the bathroom to have a shower and there, on the wall, perched this thing with long legs and a humped back…

CELEBRATING SYNCHRONICITIES

I came across this quote yesterday by Hui-neng and at first, it made no sense to me. I’ve been meditating on it for well over 24 hours and the meaning finally struck me like a bolt of lightning to my third eye. The quote:

Mortals are Buddhas. Delusion is enlightenment.

Wowsers! So we are born Buddhas, already fully enlightened and all-knowing. Somewhere between birth and spiritual awakening, we’ve forgotten who we are. And so we spend a lifetime perhaps, seeking enlightenment. That is the delusion.

His Holiness The Dalai Lama did a Q&A with some business students from Harvard this…

Weekend Prompt: “I do whatever it takes to get closer to consciousness.”

This weekend’s prompt is so apropos. I’ve been on a cleansing fast for a couple of days now and in preparation for that fast, I selected a few videos to watch on YouTube, as well as some spiritual music to listen to while I mediated and slept. Most of the videos have dealt with NDEs (Near Death Experiences) and all of the spiritual music has been Tibetan drumming and bowl ringing —music to raise my vibration.

So how does any of this relate to consciousness?

I’m glad you…

I see you there — hiding near the precipice
overshadowing my desire for contentment
You’ve always been there ready to pounce
to raise your ugly head and make me doubt
I’ve tried not to give you power over me
to ignore your very presence — this is not me
But it is — you and I are one beast
You are the vilest part of me; I cannot abide
Only truth and wisdom will wash me clean
remove the green stains you leave behind

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After re-reading the essay I wrote on Thursday regarding…

Thursday’s Prompt: How easy or hard do you find asking for help when you need it?

I learned to be self-sufficient fairly early in life. I don’t know if it was because of my early childhood illness and coma or because I was the middle child, but any time I asked for help from my parents, most of the time I was turned down. Dad would lend me a few bucks now and then, but he also knew I would repay him. That didn’t have to go through Mom’s approval. However, when I became sixteen and it was my turn…

Since the holidays, I am really struggling with my health. For those who don’t know, I am an insulin-dependent diabetic and I also have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. Normally, I don’t overindulge in sweets because I know how hard it is for me to keep my blood sugar levels balanced, but with all the nail-biting of the election, the weeks after and then the incident at the Capitol, I’ve been on a carb-binge. My blood sugar is way out of whack and the CFS has flared up massively.

When this happens, my only recourse is to do an extensive water, green tea and bone broth fast. And when I say extensive, that means two to four weeks of fasting under doctor-approved supervision. It will also mean a lot of meditation and sleeping. I will likely begin this tomorrow, so I won’t be around much.