Category: Beginnings

A summary of my journey

The fool

Each time I write something I want it to be fresh. The format and style of my writing changes with my mood. I know what style of writing would be most successful for me. Yet, I cannot make myself write in any style other than my mood at […]

Equal Artists

When I used to write on more spiritual subjects I would often get worried about being seen as the guru. In a Victor Hugo youtube video on the New Moon not long ago, he stated that those who find their way to this video are the new spiritual […]

As spring draws closer…

A calm centering breath enlivens the mind and brings peace to the surroundings. I wonder if writing could be another form of meditation. I am supposed to be meditating 15 minutes a day at least according to countless spiritual teachers. Life has been throwing the answer of meditation […]

Dialog with Self:

Q: Do I feel remotely productive right now? I could write or read a book? A: I kind of need the empty absorption of Facebook. Q: Okay now what? Do we write now? A: Now we sit patiently pondering the next move. Q: Now? A: We can start […]

No Limit

The trick to being limitless is to give up on limitation. (Thinking of readdressing this topic more poetically in future. However this was the style I was in the mood for at the time.) There is a controversial teacher called Gary Douglas who created Access Consciousness. Some call […]

Say Anything?

What would I say if I could say anything? Granted given that it is within the range of my vocabulary I can potentially say anything. With consequences. Having been an observer of many apologies when others perhaps said something that others believed they should not. Along with being […]

Shall We Write?

Here begins the dance of letters on the screen. The possibility of being interrupted as the band’s strings quiet a moment and the flow must cease is about middle high. The tension hums in the air as one might want to get lost in the writing knowing of […]

Today? Today is Monday!

The scene of the play of life remains very much the same as the pressure slowly increases. There is still water, wind, earth, and ether. Even if some would consider these puzzle pieces a bit dated. When presented with an empty page, I am confronted with a question. […]