Interested in Embodying Spirit?

If you’re like me, you’re interested in feeling more grounded WHILE expanding your capaciousness, I highly recommend my friend George Breed’s book, “The Inner Work of the Warrior: A Manual for Embodying Spirit”

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Living in the land of Man, as well as the Cosmos can be fraught with twists and turns.
Wouldn’t it be nice to have a little book of big wisdom on your journey?

Here is a review I wrote on Amazon:

“grounding the cosmos in your footsteps”

By A. N. Schuller
on January 7, 2014
To quote from the endnotes of Embodying Spirit, “Only those whose experiments succeeded left records Warriorship is an exact and an exacting science. In essence, I trust the data.”

For myself, as a “social mystic” (pg. 17) this book is an encyclopedia, a dictionary, a reference of how to bring the cosmos into my daily life, into my body, and into my heart and mind. I not only trust the data presented in this book with my mind, but have found it’s truth in my own cells. Less a self help book, it is more a guide into the self, and then out of it again.

While beautifully easy to comprehend, don’t take this small paperback for granted. The tasks and practices described in this book have become indispensable to me on the path toward the transformation of consciousness.

He has a number of other great books.


Last night I was reminded that I have a crush on the human race!

I was lucky enough to hear Bernie Sanders live, last night. Introduced by Our Very Own, long-time Bernie supporter, Chair of the Coconino County Board of Supervisors, Art Babbott,  I was struck by how last night’s rally for Bernie was exactly the opposite of what I see happen at a Trump rally. Sure, seeing Bernie was great, but the REAL pay off for me was seeing the PEOPLE who support him,(unlike the dipshits that attend Trump rallies) knowing that we are not alone in our desire for a more equitable future. Bernie supporters are generally community minded folks, folks that understand we must lift EVERYONE up. As I was standing there looking at the hundreds that showed up, I realized I really came to see the People. Bernie is a hero, and I hope that as such, he inspires The People to continue being deeply involved in their future. One man can’t do all of the wonderful things he would like to do. That takes a whole country of committed folks. Lets do this.
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For this new moon

 darknessIn blackness we begin

In blackness we return

Light moves in the inbetween
and waxes and wanes as it sees fit

light moves in the inbetween
shining from the Cauldron of life
whether we acknowledge it or not

When we sense the blackness, the light moving farther away
we can be quiet and listen
or moan and wail

If
IF, we are quiet and listen, what does the blackness speak to us?
Will we let the blackness permeate our lighted spectacle?


Animal nature

Animal nature – Where did it go?

It never left.

Our growling turned into domestic violence

Our drooling twisted into “food-ism”

Our sex turned into a process of power over

Our sex turned into something other than we intended

Where is that fierceness of a Momma bear when our children are slowly poisoned by the treats, toys, gadgets, cars, water, food, air and thoughts we are so eager to provide for them to have a “better” life than we did?

Animal nature doesn’t rush to get to the coffee drive through before the 2-for-1 sale is over

Animal nature is loving and protective of it’s children, for the most part – yes I’m aware of the caveats.

Without knowing our animal nature we run the risk of thinking the planet is some sort of machine that can be “used” indefinitely.

Without our animal nature we run the risk of not accessing some of our deepest knowing.

What does your intuition tell you when you take a walk among the trees?  At the seaside? In the Desert?

Who are you?

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For your reading pleasure

I recently had the honor of having a piece published in the local weekly newspaper, Flag Live!

Here’s a link  – “To the mountain, again and again”

Here are a few images to accompany your reading pleasure.

 

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Simple

No ashram

except the kitchen sink

No temple

Save the toilet that needs cleaning

No guru

other than whomever is standing before you

No doctrine

other than the thoughts

you choose.

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Meat Parade

The Sacred Dance
has no preordained steps toward abstraction
yet we imagine it does
The Sacred Dance includes unadulterated water, food, soil, and emotion, not emoticons

Image courtesy of http://thereikimuse.com

Image via: thereikimuse.com

This meat parade our souls participate in daily

pales in comparison to your first sweet,wet kiss

pales in comparison to the thrill of watching a hawk soar and swoop through the air

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This meat ballet
of digital
and fast
and now
and fuck tomorrow

doesn’t quench our soul’s thirst

nor our mouth

nor our belly

nor our heart

From the early days of our abstraction we thought we could
one-up reality, but

A puka shell isn’t a tuna

and $300,000 isn’t a home

So we push our meat to the next social networking watering hole
hoping to find nourishment

But, what is real and true inside ourselves?

Why is it so difficult to identify real and true in the line-up of our meat parade?

Why have we sunk so far down this empty well?

Where do we grab a foothold and heft ourselves back into the Land of the Living?

Why are we afraid to reside in the Land of the Living?

What has such a fierce hold on our collective Joy?

The meat parade can be beautiful but the Sacred Dance always is –

Even when it’s terrifying.

Better to be real and broken

than abstractly whole.

{When searching for an image to accompany this post I came across a group of I haven’t heard of in some time.  The Cacophony Society of San Francisco apparently had a meat parade – who knew?  You can read about it here. }

I also found this.