The Faux Pas Press #182: Nanosecond

Light streams as far as we can imagine. There are no limitations, no distance too far, and no sea too turbulent. If you can just imagine, for a nanosecond, that the reflection of God that encompasses you is a part of everyone else on this planet, could you also imagine that your light, and the good that is within, could reach places far and wide, extend beyond your physical surroundings for the benefit and good of another. It is not that hard if you try. Have you ever written a letter to someone, emotionally invested, and giving all of yourself to that person? And then you come to find that the other person thought of you and felt maybe just a little less alone?  If you haven’t, you didn’t write hard enough. Have you ever prayed as if everything depended on your prayer, pleading to God for the good of another? Try it. Try to pray or think or imagine good for another person. You will feel a love, a true and vibrant light that you have never known. Now, it will not work if your mind and heart are divided. Maybe your mind is preoccupied with a problem to solve that really needs no solving. Maybe you’ve become too consumed with your own troubles that you couldn’t stop for even a nanosecond to pray for someone else. Maybe your favorite television show is on, and maybe that is more important than your connection to the Divine and others. But I’ve felt that true light can only be yours to give if you are actively using it, streaming it like digital downlink from your mind’s cell tower, showing the gods that you intend to continue giving it and giving it and streaming that energy until you are called home. From your bedroom or your kitchen table, there spins a vortex of creation waiting to be found, a secret place where no one will ever know if you said a prayer for a ‘bad’ person. Pray for them. And maybe, just maybe you’ll find that God is alive in you and that you can matter, that you do matter, that you can and will make a difference. Just a thought. For all of my friends and my enemies, I’m thinking about you now. And I am praying for you, the flames that have ignited my life with meaning and joy, and I will forever bask in gratitude for the lessons you have thought me. And thank you.

The Faux Pas Press #181: Karmic Advantage

Finding stillness in the Mind is an important part of wellness. Not talking about the brain and all of its functions. Talking about the ever-expanding network of hearts linked in the collection, processing, and dissemination of spirit juice. (Why do I use terms that make no sense?) I am talking about a spirit substance fueled by our thinking and our emoting day in and day out. This substance, forever linked to people, places, and things, keeps us either trapped, emoting and thinking in the same derogatory ways, an analog tape repeating our mishaps, or liberated by the redeeming power of new fuel, speeding energy along the Silk Road to aid us in the desert. This is true for all places no matter how desolate.

Afghanistan has been seen by many observers in the Mind, been seen in the Ocean of Consciousness, and the emoting and thinking of a few, both here in Central Asia and in places like it, have fueled the dismal energy that lurks around. These few leave a silent majority in lack; this majority left to deal with psychic vampirism and residual of bad programming. Resources are limited and dreaming is limited too. Those who choose to think uniquely are not rewarded by custom and find a life of continued challenge to break free.

So then, the karmic problem of geographical advantage and disadvantage ensues. And millions live and die having never had the chance to glean the ocean. And we in the West transform our perspectives day in and day out through violent and efficient action; we find ourselves advantaged by people, places, and things, but these advantages are not what make up the substance of our lives. Do we sit in the wake of some karmic advantage? Our position in organizations of awards and punishments does not account for the substance of our lives. Kind words, spoken to our thirsty ears, as awesome and healing as they can be, do not necessarily pave the ultimate pathway. And as awful as the circumstances appear, the destiny of individuals is not determined by circumstance. Stillness can be found in any prison. Stillness starts with a surrender to the Ultimate and an acceptance of vibrant life within.

Our troubles are attributed to the fuel of this spirit juice. Our relationship to our thoughts, our relationship to this perpetual emoting determine the wellness of which I speak. I have been taking action daily in the direction of good results for others. I can change the way that I do business. My family will draw near as I draw near. My desired physical prowess draws near. It seeks me. My financial goals seek me as I seek them. The real-life return to dreams happens. And my peace is a constant as I cultivate it. Life and death, ones and zeroes in the programs we write; the consistent application of thinking and emoting produces the miracles we need to write the programs we all need.