I can feel some of the challenge and triumph of your journey. Thank you for heeding the call in your heart, week after week. Your words play a familiar philosophical tune, but you offer simplicity and grace that is wholly(holy) unique.
One comment about this week’s article.. Your “child’s eyes” exploration reminds me of...drumroll please, Castaneda’s work (for the 100th time lol). Castaneda told the story of a deep meditation he had where he was in a new world, the sun from this world was big and peachy and trippy. The ground had a spongey quality that fascinated him.
Suddenly he is dragged by a huge naked woman to a cathedral that blows him away. The architecture feels sacred to him. Then, an even larger woman, walks up to them and separates the naked one from Castaneda. When he comes out of it he talks to his master, Don Juan.
Don Juan probably laughs at him before explaining that Castaneda went back to a memory when he was a baby. The naked girl was his sister, the sun was coming through the window of a large room with child-safe floors. The cathedral was an upside down chair and the larger woman was his mother.
What that story verified within me is that our false-beliefs and storytelling dulls the world around us and establishes our sensory-verified reality as our ultimate truth.
We must explore within and liberate our Inner Child -- the playful magician within!
I’m proud of you--the Hue-Man emissary of Self!
I can feel some of the challenge and triumph of your journey. Thank you for heeding the call in your heart, week after week. Your words play a familiar philosophical tune, but you offer simplicity and grace that is wholly(holy) unique.
One comment about this week’s article.. Your “child’s eyes” exploration reminds me of...drumroll please, Castaneda’s work (for the 100th time lol). Castaneda told the story of a deep meditation he had where he was in a new world, the sun from this world was big and peachy and trippy. The ground had a spongey quality that fascinated him.
Suddenly he is dragged by a huge naked woman to a cathedral that blows him away. The architecture feels sacred to him. Then, an even larger woman, walks up to them and separates the naked one from Castaneda. When he comes out of it he talks to his master, Don Juan.
Don Juan probably laughs at him before explaining that Castaneda went back to a memory when he was a baby. The naked girl was his sister, the sun was coming through the window of a large room with child-safe floors. The cathedral was an upside down chair and the larger woman was his mother.
What that story verified within me is that our false-beliefs and storytelling dulls the world around us and establishes our sensory-verified reality as our ultimate truth.
We must explore within and liberate our Inner Child -- the playful magician within!
Happy New Year to you and Juice!