“What you get is what you have
to give away. And, now I’ve learned
I ‘ve found my eyes are open”

I work in fundraising for a not-for-profit and my experience is that it’s easy to give what we have plenty of. When I give, doesn’t matter what it is, I have no expectation of return – my time and effort, money or food, information (advice). I DO expect my tools to be returned in working order, though. I’ll give until it hurts but not what I can’t afford to do without; that’s my only rule.

What is evil, if not pathological selfishness?

We originate from divinity and we will inevitably reunite with divinity but, from our perspective, it seems a very long trip toward a vague destination fraught with peril and temptation. Love attracts us while fear repels; this is our spiritual guidance system. If we could realize we are multi-dimensional beings in each and every moment separated from actualization by powerful attachments, how would that affect the way we relate to each other and to ourselves? Does longing measure the ages and distance by which we consider ourselves separate and imperfect?

“Cherish each moment
even those you regretted.
You see, everything works out
as it was meant to, if you let it

Or, if you let it all go!
The ego is illusion
Don’t get caught up
in this confusion

We are eternal, we’ve always been together
and always will
There’s nothing but love
It’s all that’s real.”©

Thank you, Marc for teaching me this lullaby and the message beyond time against the fear that results. I think of you everyday since you’ve been gone from our sight.

Operating daily from the standpoint of the ego deposits the residues of fear, resentment, and anger in the auratic fields of the human being. These energetic artifacts accumulate to obscure the deeper reality that we are each an expression of divine love. Uncleared, these emotional relics will eventually precipitate from the subtle energy fields into the physical tissues and express there as dis-ease. Whether trauma, pathogens, or chronic imbalances in the body, our experience of illness has energetic and emotional origins.

Yoga means union. Every single cell in our bodies is connected intimately through, first, the breath and through the nourishment we take in as food. Too often this food is brought from thousands of miles away and comes with a hefty ecological footprint, particularly that of petroleum, but also at the expense of our collective birthright of clean water, fresh air, and living soil.

As I ponder the people, plants, animals, and climate that support our physical presence the more grateful I am for learning to appreciate, forage, and utilize the local and wild abundance that is readily available in even the marginal areas of land near my home.

This has been the unconscious focus of my practice of meditation for thirty years, the exercise of “non-reaction”. If someone had simply named it such so many years ago! But, instead, I’ve languished in my attention to so much confusing jargon, “singularly correct” techniques, and meditation’s superficial benefits.
Now, I see the same caustic reaction in my own son, who is eight; the flash between frustration and his subsequent emotional meltdowns. Today this is clinically known as “Sensory Processing Disorder” and so there’s a pill for that. I recognize and acknowledge SPD in my own past only then it was known only as “weird, awkward little kid” and there was no pharmaceutical therapy nor did my family have an inclination toward any sort of she-she, eastern philosophies for remedying the human condition. From this vantage, I’m truly grateful for the progress that I have made and hope that I might be able to inspire my son to seek solace inwardly.