Commentary about hermits rest.

Sometimes to see where you are you have to look back at where you’ve been. Don’t linger there, just take a quick glimpse, fill in any unaddressed hollows that could haunt you into the forevers.

Introspection while steeped in solitude is the best way I’ve found for unraveling the knots of self misconception.

In 1997 when I moved from the west coast of California to the high desert mountains of Arizona I traded seagulls and the ocean for ravens and the high desert sky.

I traded people and the city for the life of a recluse and the wilderness.

I spent 9 years in solitude.

It took 3 years of just sitting or aimlessly wandering the hills like an unteathered camel to wash away forty eight years of accumulations motivated by fear.

Almost half a century held captive by fear.

It took another three years to trade anger for compassion, sorry for joy and the intellect for intuition.

And another three years to end reification and set myself free from me.

Nine years facing the wall of introspective solitude.

Because I believe if you don’t take the time you forfeit the rhythm of simply being.

People have asked me how can you spend nine years in complete solitude.

The further out you go, the longer you stay and the longer you stay the less likely you are to find a reason to return.

Doodling the Decades-the 60’s

The early 60’s began peaceful enough. There was the English Invasion but it came with guitars not guns and their national drink is tea which says a lot. Besides it was only four Beatles, I’ve had apartments with more roaches.

The early and mid 60’s

The Great Transformation began, Hipsters became Hippies.

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Which resulted in the pilgrimage to their Mecca West.

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Some traveled 1000’s of miles and arrived with flowers in their hair because some guy who wasn’t a hippie wrote a song about them. Why San Francisco was chosen remains a mystery.

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The holy sacrament was freely shared, as were other things.

 

The summer of love was a Zen moment in time when masses of humanity were kind to one another. Love truly prevailed, I was there, it was electrifying. Moments like that don’t come by often or last long. I guess it unbalances the cosmic scale.

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By the late 60’s humanity got an itchy finger and pulled the trigger of social chaos. Historically this seems to be a pattern of cosmic winds, even the weather gets involved. “Humankind follows the earth. The earth follows the heavens. The heavens follow the Tao. The Tao follows its own way.”-Lao Tzu.   I believe the why of the way will remain unknown.

 

 

 

 

 

Conditioned Mind; the disruptive house guest who won’t leave.

I used to live my life confined by a conditioned mind and traveled in linear sequential time wreaking havoc with my preconceived convictions.

The impasse to joyous spiritual awakening.

The conditioned mind is an undisciplined mind narrowly fixed on its self generated thoughts hysterically racing you back and forth from one mundane thought to another.

It robs you of your vitality and renders your spirit into a hungry ghost frantically searching for what you already have but can no longer find or take solace  in.

Restore the original Celestrial mind with its open emptiness so when the demons of negative thoughts try and enter, it will be like thieves entering an empty house.