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Infinity in a Sunflower

Existence – Knowledge – Bliss

Infinity in a Sunflower

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The real Sat-Chid-Ananda [Existence-Knowledge-Bliss] exists within every human being. The goal is to realize that Self; realize that peace, joy, and love; realize that light — all different names for the same experience.

~~Sri Swami Satchidananda

Shedding Identities to Find Consciousness

Awakening to our true nature happens in a split second when the mind is still. Nothing needs to change in order to wake up to the truth of our Being. The full embodiment of this awakeness that we are, however, might last years or a lifetime. It is in the embodiment of the truth that real transformation takes place. Such embodiment is a continual process of shedding identities and ideas, however, not acquiring them. Embodiment might be said to be the real work of awakening, but it is a natural, spontaneous process, not the project of the egoic mind, for that thought is never what awakens.

~~ Dorothy Hunt, poet, author, spiritual seeker and leader, and founder of the San Francisco Center for Meditation and Psychotherapy

I came across Dorothy Hunt as I was perusing the agenda of the upcoming SAND16, Esalen workshops. One day I’ll attend a SAND event, but until then, I troll their agendas to find insightful and inspiring leaders in the world of Science and Non-Duality. What struck me in this quote from Dorothy Hunt’s website is this sentence: Such embodiment is a continual process of shedding identities and ideas, however, not acquiring them.

I do a whole lot of acquiring of ideas; I read, study, listen to audios, and follow leads into the latest thinking announced in journals and described in notes from conferences such as SAND, but now I have to ask: am I hindering my own awakening by holding onto my lifelong ideas and personal identity? By grasping tightly to my idea of who is ‘me’ and what kind of a character I am and what I can be? Dorothy Hunt’s words lead me to wonder and to do some self-assessing on the topic. It may be time to assess inward as well as to seek outward.

 

mindfulness on a tulip

Creative Principle in Nature

The universe is not in a steady state; there’s an ongoing creative principle in nature, which is driving things onwards.
~~ Rupert Sheldrake

I happened to be listening to Rupert Sheldrake, biologist, scientist and researcher in the field of parapsychology and “morphic resonance”, when I noticed this quote. Makes me think, which I love to do.

For Wayne Dyer, the Journey Continues

We are not our bodies, our possessions or our careers. Who we are is divine love and that is infinite. ~~ Wayne Dyer

I’m holding Wayne Dyer close to me today, close in peace, harmony and joy.  Sadly, I am not alone, as millions are hugging him to their hearts today, the first day in 75 years that the world has been without its Wayne.  He has been a brilliant presence, persisting and growing through the years, going from motivational speaker in the 1980s to one of the people named on the top ten list of spiritual leaders in the world. (For a good chuckle, hear Wayne Dyer tell of his placement in 2011 as number 3 spiritual leader behind Eckhart Tolle and the Dalai Lama.  He tells a good story and his stories always have a point. —Or rather, I should say, “told” and “had”.)

He had the gift of compacting big thoughts into small sentences– aphorisms and memes that now appear across the Internet. But make no mistake, his wisdom and his gift to us, the world, is not in the aphorisms; it was in his generosity and persistent intention to take as many of us along with him on his journey as would go.

In April, he visited my hometown and my thoughts and appreciation are the same today as they were in my notes then, though today I would expand that one day as an expression of the full journey:

… I metaphorically walk with Wayne through the day, I catch a glimpse of what he wants us to achieve − the complete acceptance, expanse and joy of being. Capture that, I think, and you have captured the meaning of life. Or, no. You have captured life itself.

He leaves us with so much wisdom so well expressed. Here are just a few quotes from Wayne Dyer:

When you dance, your purpose is not to get to a certain place on the floor. It’s to enjoy each step along the way.

Begin to see yourself as a soul with a body rather than a body with a soul.

I see death as simply removing a garment or moving from one room to another. It’s merely a transition.

When Wayne Dyer’s family spread his ashes off the coast of Maui, Wayne’s face appeared in the waters. Coincidence? Wayne Dyer taught us there are no coincidences.

My Friend

My friend tells me he is dying.

He jokes, “The doctor gives me four weeks if I don’t take the chemo treatment. (pause for effect) Four-and-a-half if I do.”

I am quiet. Even though I have seen his six-year struggle with cancer, I am caught off guard.

“I’m joking,” he says.

I realize how much I love this guy who has been an absent presence in my life for four decades. He came into it, the childhood friend of my late husband, as part of the package. He appeared on our doorstep on his vacations. Then he was gone, off to create special effects for Hollywood. Then back, on hiatus and living out of his van in my driveway. A familiar, quirky pal to me right from the beginning. Well, we like to call it quirky. Others sometimes see him as a bit eccentric, sarcastic, prickly, passionate and opinionated. An artist. He is all of that and we loved him quietly through the years, watching him meet up with women, briefly, then move on, ending up back in our driveway again.

He built a complicated speaker system with my husband, the two of them working well into the wee hours, creating the perfect parade speakers for our Cajun/Zydeco band. He came to performances and sat with our group. Sometimes. He disappeared for months to work on a movie, then back again in between and blending in with our twosome of a family life. He regaled friends and families (and still does) with stories, like the one about puppeteering the backend of Mighty Joe Young, a movie gorilla. — ”Someone has to be the butt, and it’s not as easy as you’d think!”

Three friendsNow, so many years later, I revisit those days, stepping back into that time. I smile. Those were good times, when I would go to bed listening to him and my husband laughing and bantering over the intricacies of PC vs MAC, of how to Photoshop a jpeg, the drone of the discussion humming well into the night.

Did I enjoy those moments enough? Did they?

I wonder.

To live in the moment, to fully embrace the joy in every speck of time – did I? Do I now? Do I reach that underlying joy that is the universe at play? Did he? Did they? – taste, feel, see, hear and touch it?

Did I? Did they?

When my husband died, I thought I would die, too. After almost five days when food turned to dust in my mouth and I found it impossible to eat, our friend appeared to take me out for a smoothie, to help me taste the world again. It tasted like a banana milk shake on a warm summer day with the smell of an ocean breeze and a vision of white clouds against a blue sky, seagulls squawking in the air.

I’m just joking,” he says. “It’s not four-and-a-half weeks.”

But the doctor advised him to get his final documents in order, to sign the DNR. And my friend did.

And, still, I thought I would have another chance to talk with him.