Today is Wednesday. I just woke up and decided to paste three poems from my book here. the first poem is about my interest in how people get so very involved in their story that they actually believe they are there story. I wrote this poem while watching a busy human resource department staff stress out over stories, politics and rumors. When actually all I saw was people sitting at their desks.  

The second poem is about the silent whispering language that takes place when strangers or friends meet.  Its also about how we can take any object and look at it and go deep within the object, the more you hold it the deeper it goes. Weather it be the hand or mind that holds it.

The third poem then goes on about this wisdom in others you meet, the bridge that connects us all to each other. This happens a lot here on Gaia..... I enjoy the closeness of everyone.

Enjoy ... and soak these in slowly.

Mike


Stop Reading Your Story

Mind brings you to many places
There are great chapters in "your book"
Be the Reader of the book not the book
As the Reader see the transparency of the story
It shapes and molds to character not the Reader
Be the Reader and close the book of stories
These stories are the bricks to your walls
To bring you back to the Reader

Wisdom

That voice within all
With a thousand angles to show us
With a million ways to feel its depth
Always the teacher to remind us
Remind us of who we are and how deep we go
Wisdom plays a subtle song within all our meetings
Allowing us to see the purpose of our meeting
To see the canvas from the painting
The pause from the note
Wisdom is the thousand page book that opens up with
Each grain of sand
Revealing its lessons that we already know.

Meeting

I meet my Self in others
But others don't see it

Their Aliveness covered in thought
Those I meet speak two languages
One language of the mind and one of Silence
The latter required no words but carrier of our Self
Molding our words and allowing us to sit as Silence
No words spoken but plenty known
Nothing has to be accomplished in the meeting

Where you sit now and read this is...... perfection

Weather it be within a story in your mind

or in presence under a tree

This moment is perfect

All who are in this moment weather they realize it or not are perfect too

There is not a better place for them to go for enlightenment, no way of improving

no thing they can do to be more Being.

All of this you see before you is you..... Oneness expressing in all your wonderful ways

See... know......that's as simple as it gets.


Mike

Today I feel like everything I have learned about letting go in this life came into perfect practice to help another person.

I work in hospice by doing marketing, teaching nurses and occasional Reiki treatments on patients in the early stages of disease.

Today I was in a hospital visiting a dr to get papers signed, when one of our nurses informed me that one of our hospice patients was in the next room actively dying.

I decided to give her Reiki and told the nurse. So we both went in there and the nurse explained who I was to the patient.

When I walked into this room I saw a very young scared girl about 37 dying from breast and brain cancer. She had no hair, skinny and able to speak and look you right in the eyes. She was also gasping a little for breath and suffering. I went over touched her hand and said listen to my voice and follow me. Close your eyes and picture yourself sitting on a beach, no one there except you.... etc....

I then through a meditation pointed her to who she was... the breeze as she felt it, the sun light as it hit her face, the space between sound as i spoke, the grains of sand and That which holds them together. each illusion of her dissolved under my voice as she rolled her eyes in the back of her head and relaxed.

I then instructed her to let to go... she is not in charge of anything.. she did not think anything to become born, and has not been in charge of her breath, hair growth, thoughts or life since birth.. and that the act of passing and changing is not hers to control. Its automatic and is done by resting into That which you are.

During this time her ex husband came into the room knelt down beside her and a stream of tears quietly rolled down his cheek.

I then continued and touched her head lightly held her hand and stayed there for a few minutes pointing once more to who she is... the space of silence, the place where breath goes to.... the moment we touch... this is .... who we are

I then replaced my hand with that of her friends and left the room. As i left they sat in silence together holding onto each other knowing.

I went to my car and finished listening to the Van Morrison CD that was playing and drove away.   (smiling)

Mike

Think Today

How did I get here?  How did I grow into this body? How did I get this beautiful hair, eyes and perfect feet for walking? How did I wake up this morning? How did I fall asleep last night?

was there a thought you created to fall asleep, to wake up?

Investigate yourself

How... how did these things occur?

Just as how does the wind begin to blow her breeze this morning and the sun shine her rays

You are life happening, no you controlling or in charge....just Life

Where do these words land in your Being when reading them, where is this being?  Where does your Being begin and end.... investigate for yourself

Where does your mind begin and end???  Investigate for yourself

and... where is the place where your inner peace becomes the outer world? where is the dividing line that separated inner peace and outer??.... investigate.. have a look... what do you find?

Mike:)

and its different for each person but the same.  You look at the sky tonight and smile as you see me there too. We share the same space, we are the same space.

There is no you actually looking. The looking is just appearing. This You is the sky, where do  you begin and end. Where are you born and when do you die. No place no where. Just as the wind air one minute and the next moment labeled the wind. We are also...

This place I was brought to and re-minded by myself today. For a moement I thought i was outside of this, then realizing it was simply Being appearing as not knowing its Being.

So i spent lunch time under some trees in my car looking at each leaf appear as I looked at it. This looking took no thought, but was and is me looking at myself. I then looked at the sky. The sky did not appear until I looked at it.  This "I" is Being, the sky is Being, one glob of Being looking at itself.

Then I decided to use a word to describe this magnificent appearing and dissapearing of who I am... so i came up with a new word to describe.... ZO

Zo = everything

I am Zo

ha ha ha ha  freeing eh?

All of this  (arms wide open).... is you!

Is there Being and mind?  Is there a me and Oneness. I think I am kinda goofy sometimes. The one thing I love to discuss because I think its the most important topic ever... because people have been writing about it is non-duality/Oneness/ Adviata/whatver you want to call it.

This topic goes all the way back from Christ to Budduh to Rumi even further. All speaking and pointing to the same thing just different words.

So during my exploration of my own non-duality (which means one without a second for any one curious), I have noticed the following effects in my life that non-duality awareness has brought me

1. I am totally just in the moment always, barely any thoughts

2. In the middle of moments I can focus on an object and be the transparency of that object. The mind is used as tool to do this. So for example I am looking now at the keys as I type. The entire keyboard is there as plastic but also as That.

3. I also accept every person I meet. Good or bad personalities cease to exist. They are all seen as Energy.  Or seen as the Known in me

4.There is no I at all. So when things occur, I dont beat myself up. Thoughts dont speak to me and judge or stick anywhere. The thoughts appear but just dont stick. This is very freeing

5. Emotions are seen as energy labeled in different ways... again no sticking.

6.The sky is my head... ha ha ha what fun

7. This Emptiness that I am... no way it dies...no way its born

8. Life is just lived through me

9. I go to the gym and always notice i am the "what" that moves my body. I look around and see lots of "what" moving everyone else. This is us.

10 Thoughts arise and I allow them to move me through the day. If I need to move faster and get things done, the thoughts occur for that to happen.  Hey I didn't become a pinnacle leader at work by "me" doing anything. It just occurred by listening
anyway... I could go on forever noticing here...

My final noticing has been since the death of my father. Two weeks ago I felt very washed out and tired. There was this enormous energy taking my bodies energy away. It was my mind, like a child searching for answers over and over. At the same time there was part of me that just wanted to Be. To sit in front of a tree for hours and "Be".

So this is what I ended up doing to really help matters.

I feel the soul sometimes teaches the mind.

So I allowed this to happen. I sat quietly and taught the busy mind Being. I did this through a meditation where I felt the presence of another Being in a room then leaving the room, then speaking, touching etc... This way to know their Being in all I see, hear etc...

Point is that if my mind can detect Being in voice, and in touch, just the same as Knowing Being in the essence of another person. Then that person becomes all Being and not labeled as "Frank" .... oh this is so hard to explain. .... uuugh

i will try again

Know Being in all sound, touch, etc... then you know another person as Being vs. the identity that eventually fades. ... ha  I got it!!

Final thoughts, sometimes you are mind, sometimes being, sometimes One, sometimes  you name.... both of these dances are That.

Mike

Investigate ----      look deeply to see if you exist?

Yes and No

All the events and things in life that we agree with are Yes's. Its easy to see ourselves in these events, people and things. So we move forward with them feeling good.... yes! Yes I like green eggs and ham.

No = Are those things we are not in agreement with because we dont see ourselves in them. The mind instantly decides NO that is not me. That pizza with anchovies is not for me. That type of person sitting over there is not for me. No I dont think my friend loves me. (Is that true)

This creates duality. The mind splitting the world (which is One) into TWO... labeling it good, bad, yes and no.

Just for today..... change No to KNOW.

Yes + KNOW     (aaaaahaaa)

The next time you say No.....Visualize KNOW.....And watch your world change.

No one here today
or for that matter has ever been or will be

I have watched the stories of life pass through this screen
I call a me

But when I look for this me... I cant find it
I have been all the stories and motion that moves the story
like a river traveling in the ocean

As I type these words on this PC, there is no one in control of my next thought,
next word I type or how long I will sit and type here

I feel emptiness all around and within, its a good feeling, its freedom
in this emptiness appearance will take place as form
but the form is emptiness... like a cloud... from a distance it looks like something.....
but go into it and its space

So... this no one here today... will follow.. an exciting adventure....experiencing a few stories today that appear as .... a baseball game or two....sunshine in the sky...music on the stereo...tasty food.... emotions of seeing old friends.... but no one in control...no one seizing the moments... for they are... all stories. These stories appear on the screen and the screen is you and me.... ha ha... which I just said is not here.  So the screen is the story too!!

what will happen through you today????   

and when it does...... welcome it

let me know what you welcomed today

Quietness pretending to be... Mike

Giant thunderstorms ravaged through me all day yesterday. The anger that appeared made me so mad in every cell of my body that nothing seemed to go correctly during the day. (Even though all is perfect)

Have you ever been so mad that you even get mad at how your body is not functioning? example I found myself  getting  pissed off  yesterday because I  was thirsty and could not drink the water quick enough to satisfy my body.  (that is pretty mad) Then I made my lunch and was not happy with that, threw it out the door onto the lawn and yelled at who ever was next to me. All this before 9 am. (nice guy)

These perhaps are the emotions I have read about that a person goes through during bereavement. They appear in any order at any time. Uuuuugh.... I wondered last night If I should just go away and allow these to occur for the sake of my family. A week at the beach may be where I need to be.

I also have been observing how sensitive I am too right now. Like a balloon on the verge of ready to burst. The slightest emotions are at the edge of my being ready to explode at all times.

Last night I went to watch my daughter dance in the North Carroll Rec League dance evening. She was one of 40 numbers. Each time any little child appeared on stage in a cute little dance outfit I found myself almost tearing at the energy of the moment. The sensitivity of picking up the emotions of those around me is strong I guess. Its like there is not shell of a me to filter any of this.

So the emotions I am watching appear?  Exhaustion from trying to logically figure out about the loss of my father, where he is, why it seemed so much like me watching myself pass..... these are the churning's of a good old fashioned summer thunderstorm... started in the mind and released.

Observations

We are the sky and storms do appear. And when they do all that we see will then be part of the storm. Friends and loved ones, especially family, kids, and others become part of the play in this storm. Just as the sky takes part in the thunderstorm so does our outer circle of characters in our play. Are they not also energy like ourselves and everything around us. and.... just as energy can paint itself as anger it can also paint itself as love, silence, peace, loud, soft, fast, slow. These are the painting by the mind labeling itself.

Today I am the calm after the storm. I have rested in many ways... and will much more. The calming will supply hugs and words of love to the injured family  and perhaps a lesson in wisdom to assist in pointing to non control ,acceptance, honor of the "guests that come to our home" we call emotions.

For all of those who danced in my thunder .... i love  you