Fortunate Son. . . . .

“Whether the Universe is a concourse of atoms, or nature is a system, let this first be established, that I am part of the whole which is governed by nature; next, I am in a manner intimately related to the parts which are of the same kind with myself.”
- Marcus Aurelius


This also is vanity
- Ecclesiastes

It’s been awhile since I have updated this BLOG. . . . .it’s been about family, friends, and the Portland Summer, with the colors of Fall giving way to 90 degree weather, and a cool breeze.

There has been loss of friends and loved ones. Reminders to remain Authentic in relationships, and grateful for knowing those that meet along the way.

We can’t be free in any fashion if we hold the hand of fear. But we can always be thankful.


I spent one of the best Months of my life in Iceland.
I had my back tattooed.
And I jumped out of an airplane at 10,000 feet.

I went to Canada, then Singapore, an amazing zone on the map of Asia. This was followed by Nevada, and then the UK and Scotland, where I am currently.

Words of advise, count your shots when in restaurants, and count your blessings when you melt into rhythm while standing in a natural hot springs and experiencing the sensation of cold hail hitting your shoulders

I don’t have anything to express regarding all this except thank you, to those I’ve met, and those at home. I am fortunate.

“Loss is nothing else then change. But the universal nature delights in change. . .and will. . .to time without end.”
-Marcus Aurelius


We are all one.

I could go on about the land of ice and snow. Or my beautiful friend who shares a drink and smile with me when I come back to PDX. Or the Indian man that sat next to me on the way to Canada and began explaining how nice it was when you meets you. Or the question of the Month about “Why is he smiling when she is standing on him” . But at this moment that ain’t happening.

Instead I will just say that the only real demon/daemons I can actually locate, the one we all face in our own perfect time (myself included always), seems to be fear (which is a story / thought). And it has so many faces. . . .and it’s better then okay. Absence of fear, even if for a moment, is the joy that can’t be faked. And right action at right time is found there. In that there is no trying, no potential, no loss, no gain, no effort, and no rules. If someone is trying to sell that to you, don’t buy. It’s always free, and always you.

Don’t be afraid. And if you are, don’t worry. You will get home one way or the other.


“Either the gods have no power. If, then, they have no power, why do you pray to them? But if they have power, why do you not pray for them to you give you the faculty of not fearing any of the things which you fear, or of not desiring any of the things which you desire, or not being pained at anything, rather then pray that any of these things should not happen, or happen?. . . .. Not to pray: How shall I not lose this. . . but to pray: How shall I not be afraid to lose this? Pray this way, and see what comes.”
-Marcus Aurelius

My perspective at this moment is as follows. . . .hold those you love, and let them know how you feel. We never know how long they will be here for that. Listen carefully, something fantastic is reaching out to you in all those moments. And it’s only found when you stop trying.

“Let us be honest, let us have the courage and candor to say: “We do not know”. If by any possibility the existence of a power superior to, and independent of, nature shall be demonstrated, there will be time enough to kneel. Until then, let us stand erect.”
- Robert Ingersoll


Nobody in hospice ever wished they worked more. But they do want to know about this planet we share, and the regret of not traveling enough is topped only by the desire for more authentic and open connection in human relationships. More love and openess, more time with those they cared for all Years. Those are the only regrets.

The rest is profit for greedy old men, and the worship of Mammon.

There is no value in that.
Even if you win the rat race,
your still a rat . . . .


Serve something more meaningful. . . . . .and when that genuine smile pops up, the one that arises without effort and despite your opinion. . . .in that authentic space, just to the left, that’s where I’ll meet you. It’s the autonomous free zone. . .our real home.


After all. . . . .all spiritual practices are illusions, designed by illusionists, to escape illusion. And the illusion is that you are not already free.

With
inner freedom
from the snare
of image induced
illusion, delusion
and obsession,
two or more
can merge
and flow
into
the Eternal Sea
of
Love’s
Infinity,
with
myriad millions
expressing
Love and Life
in ceaseless
and joyously
changing
expressions
of
rhythm
color
and tone.


Ultimately they shall find for themselves that there is in reality only one “I”, which appears as innumerable egos, which are in fact all as temporary as passing shadows.


Parvati is calling me, I gotta go.

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