Month: August 2015

Nothing is fucked, Dude. 

There are sometimes those moments in practice when it works. When both the practitioner and the practice hit a spontaneous maturation point and everything changes. All of creation opens up. 

Today the heart chakra meditation one of my teachers gave me many months ago did that. Or, more accurately, I did that, was that while practicing. 

I was warned it had the potential to open up tremendous dimensional spaces and connect to a much wider spiritual ecosystem, but to just practice it straight. Not to force it. No striving. 

Each day layers unfolded, periodically thresholds were crossed, stages acquired. After a time I ceased to dwell on the “goal” of activating my energy body sufficiently to access the fundamentally different level of entities she spoke of. 

And of course, when we let go things can happen.  And it did. The veil suddenly dissolved and an audience heartily welcomed me. Another graduate enters the fold. 

Now it begins. 



There is a very human tendency to view one’s reality as THE reality. An important fallacy to apprehend. 



Oh Icarus, have a nice flight. 

Play is love in motion.