Posted in Consciousness & Alternate Perception, but NOT The Big Something, everyday forteana, gratitude, high weirdness, initiation, late night, pointing at The Big Something, psychology, spirituality, sub cult-sure on June 16, 2008 | 13 Comments »
First time I saw a gray, “for real,” I was in the middle of a deep meditation, at a moment in my life when I also found myself to be, willingly, though perhaps less than consciously, a gypsy’s mark.
The second (and third and fourth…) time I saw a gray happened like this.
Riding to the Japanese [...]
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We worked together for one year in Japan at the same school. He lived in Hiyoshi, same as the tiny groupuscule from the Fellowship of Friends that I ran into during that year. He taught English, went to Temple University, and lived with a Japanese wife with whom he seemed to have a pretty [...]
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We’ll be silent again for a few days. Lots of cleaning out to do for the New Year. Just finished the cleaning of my living space and the settling of as many accounts as I can. Now comes the cleaning and clearing of the head-space, the refocusing on what it is I’m doing (with this [...]
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You may have noticed things have slowed to a crawl here. I’m working some things out. I know what some of those things I’m working out are; others I don’t know about, not in my half-waking, daily consciousness.
And it’s as good a time as any to go into a brief silence through to [...]
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Ah, we arrive at another Turkey-Day. In the TV-less world I reside in most of my hours, that still means spending time with family, connecting with each other, whether we’re talking, eating or simply silently sitting in the same room reading different books. But what a great opportunity to see oneself and one’s [...]
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Posted in gratitude, mysticcult on October 31, 2007 | 2 Comments »
It’s Halloween today. Make sure to remember your ancestors and give them a good hello.
Now, maybe you might say, “Hey! That’s crazy. I don’t need to be talking to myself.”
Well, okay, if that’s how you take it. But here’s a question for you.
If you could talk to your ancestors or give them some thanks, what [...]
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Habit is mechanical, blind, sleeping action. It feels like it’s from you, but it ain’t. You may have put it there, but it’s not you. It’s a compulsion: a desire of your monkeys, the nafs, those processes that you’ve imprinted or programmed within yourself that operate apart from you as if they had a mind [...]
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Grandma Wayne says: “Wish in one hand, shit in the other. Then, tell me which one gets full first.”
And the Youthful Godmother says: “You gotta work it if you want it to work.”
Different poems, same point.
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So I just had a purging. Not an unhealthy bulimic food-oriented purging, this. No, a mental and spiritual purging. It’s been a few weeks in the making, at least. I’ll save the elaboration for some other time. Suffice to say, I’ve got a lot of doing to do to get my [...]
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