The Thought I Woke Up With #172

The Joy of Balance

Balance is important it is said. No. Balance is the Be-all and End-all.

In the pursuit of Enlightenment however, there is always the risk of extremes. That’s because ego and Enlightenment, as states of being, are so diametrically opposed. The choice appears as very clear-cut, it’s either one or the other. Life or death. Truth or lie. Dream or reality. God or devil. Heaven or hell. Good or evil, and so on and so forth.

Now, strictly speaking that is correct. There can only be, and there only is, the One Truth. You can’t have two truths, or three truths. Anything that presents as having many truths is automatically a lie. The ego state for example. In ego everyone has their own truth, that’s because to perpetuate the great lie, other lies must be told. You don’t perpetuate a lie with the truth. That much is self-evident. Enter the truth, exit the lie. Turn on the light, disappear the dark.

Before we get to the point of exiting ego, though, there are steps to be taken, things to be done, or more to the point, undone. You cannot just decide to go within, snap the fingers and it happens. No. That isn’t how it works. Trying that approach creates a great imbalance. An imbalance that will cause more issues than already exist.

You see you have been at this a long time. You didn’t get to where you find yourself right now in the snap of the fingers. The trudge from everything to nothing has been slow, methodical, and deliberate. Layer upon layer of lies and illusions have been wound, tightly, around the Self.

Think of it this way. Your Self is star-like. Like a bright, powerful, gloriously beautiful, forever-glowing star. Then, in an unexplained, unguarded moment the star decides it no longer wishes to be star-like. It decides to separate from its universe and to go it alone. To achieve this obscure and bizarre intent the star wraps itself in layer upon layer of lies and illusions, until its glow can no longer be seen. Like an onion the core is wrapped with outer, foreign, dense, layers.

So in effect, you could say that each one of us is onion like. A holy onion. The undoing process is therefore peeling back the layers of illusions until the light once more shines bright and unrestricted. Once more actively rejoining the Universe.

When you look upon the Self in this way, it perhaps becomes a little clearer as to why ego, is not an evil thing.

Ego is the layers that you have draped around yourself. These layers are to be left behind through a gentle awakening, not be torn away. To tear apart, to force ones way to the core, is to create a great disturbance, an imbalance that stirs the very soul. Whenever a thing is seen as something to be destroyed, torn away, forced into compliance, peace and love will be foreign.

As such, balance is very important when undoing. There must be no hate, no dislike, cast upon anyone, or anything within your life. To do that, to hate and dislike is to hate and dislike your very Self.

You don’t get into your own heart by hacking your way through your chest. That’s not a recommended approach to the heart. Nor is it the recommended approach to heck away at your outer layers to get to the Self.

You are a Holy Onion, be gentle on all of your self.

Until tomorrow,


The Thought I Woke Up With #172

The Thought I Woke Up With #171

Everything’s just great!

B e Positive! You can do anything! Just decide! Being positive will make you the person you want to be! Be positive 24/7 for seven days and you’re cured! Transformed! The day is what you make it, so why not make it a great one.

I don’t know about you but the try-hards who peddle and force-feed that stuff used to give me gas. Now they have no bearing but it took a while to get their smut out of my head.

Win Friends and Influence People, Power of Positive Thinking, Think and Grow Rich, and other similar books and false concepts, have caused great damage.

You know what positive thinking really is?

What it really means?

It means burying your self in crap. It means creating adversity in the church of God. Not the bible god, that’s the one these positive thinking bullshit artists use to reinforce their messages. The one is responsible for churches and religions that are but an abomination.

The God I refer to here is the Creator. The One, whose “church” is freedom of Self. The one that is further removed with every blasphemous positive thinking lie uttered.

You know what you become when you dance, and prance and pretend to be all positively and irrefutably sphinxlike and inscrutable? A dancing monkey.

You may as well grab a bunch of bananas and start throwing them at those around you. That’ll get a reaction. That’ll make ‘em laugh and clap and invite you to all the parties.

People love monkeys. People love pretenders for the same reason. Both make them feel good about themselves.

We shouldn’t be unjust to the monkeys though. They are being true to themselves. As opposed to positive thinking pretenders who are in reality prostituting themselves. Except a prostitute is infinitely more honest.

Priests, cardinals and robe-wearers in general are expert at this. They behave in ways that is expected. They wear false faces, masks. They have a mask for every occasion. There’s a smiley face, a pious face, a sad and commiserations for your loss face, greed face, lustful face, lying face. Whatever it takes. Show the face that fits the demand.

Those able to dance to the tune of demand, and do it well, succeed. Those particularly apt at selling themselves become a howling success. The world is their oyster.

These, Be positive at all costs peddlers, are the human, flesh and blood, Judas Rams. Leading the unsuspecting and naïve followers deeper and deeper into ego oblivion. They should be thrown into isolation and forced to read their own books, listen to their own tapes and trite messages of misinformation and proselytization until they are driven mad with guilt and unreservedly beg their until then followers for forgiveness.

They are playing a perfect mind game however, these positive thinking predators. They write a book selling this bulldust. People buy the book. Read the book, and justify the buying of the book by pretending to have got it. No one wants to be seen a dummy.

If by some quirk of fait something does work out, the authors claim victory because their philosophy lead you to that win, that success. Shameless fakes. It time to wakey, wakey, and bring back burning at the stakey.

The truth of life is that its filled with challenges. That’s the way you designed it. That’s the way you’re running it. Pretending that it isn’t so, creates a major issue: you are looking into the mirror and trying to see an angel, where in fact there stands, gazing calmly back at you a human being. Accept that. It’s a fact in spite of all the hyperbole and pretending otherwise. Sounds simple, doesn’t it? That’s because it is simple. Why all the pretense then? Good question to go with.

Why would you fight yourself? Why would you make a law then pretend that law doesn’t exist? Hurting inside but dancing around like everything’s just splendid! Not a care in the world. In fact, what world?

Mind isn’t to be tamed, cleansed or changed. Mind is to be risen above.

The simplest way to get this concept is to think in terms of: whatever happens, I can handle. I can handle whatever happens because I created it. And because I created it, I can un do it. Then, get on with the undoing. Warts and all.

Until tomorrow,


The Thought I Woke Up With #171

The Thought I Woke Up With #170

Two Hearts One Life

I was explaining to someone recently what I mean when I talk about my Third Energy concept. Particularly in relation to romantic liaisons.

Everyone has his or her own energy. That’s straight forward enough. What isn’t as straight forward or reflected upon anywhere near enough is what happens when two people meet and enter into a union.

Seeing certain couples together is truly a sight to see. They radiate that something that makes you smile. Makes you warm inside.

Other couples make you feel like you need to put your winter coat on, in summer. And others still, project a heart of stone.

So what is it you are feeling? It’s not their bodies. The bodies you may find pleasing, even attractive, or not. But what you’re feeling is something else entirely. You don’t feel a body (unless you’re cuddling up to it, but that’s another blog of its own because even then it isn’t the body). What you’re feeling with these couples is their energy.

When one person joins with another person their individual energies create a third energy. Mine and yours, becomes ours. That’s the Third Energy. The Spiritual Third Energy.

Why is that worth discussing? Because the Third Energy, when you’re hip to it, when you’re aware of it, tells you all you need to know about your being.

It also tells you when and where realtionship adjustments need to be made. And if one is real about their joy and happiness, it tells you when to cut a relationship loose, let that toxic thing go and start again.

The often given reason for not letting go is, ‘I’m no quitter!’ Better to be a quitter than a loser hanging onto a sinking anchor for dear life. Too, there’s a humongous difference between quitting and letting go of a dead thing that’s seeping ghostly chills into your very soul. Keeping you entombed.

There is another ego based, piece of absolute garbage that’s trotted out and rattled off way too often for comfort. One part of the duo will say something like, It’s my fault. I need to get better at relationships. It’s up to me make it work. This sad refrain is heard from battered and abused women in particular.

No! No! And No! You can’t make it work on your own. It takes two energies to make the third. Therefore when a good energy, or relatively virtuous and decent one anyway, hooks up with one that is bad and vile, and yes such do exist so let’s dispense with spiritual political correctness, the Third Energy is going to be at best edgy and at worst dangerous.

Now that doesn’t mean that purification cannot take place and the negative energy person cannot correct. They can, and everyone eventually does. That does not happen however until the person themselves decides to do so.

Being honest with oneself is the key. First comes the honesty, then comes the courage. It does require a little courage to say, you know, this isn’t working, adios. Or, if the other party is prone to possessiveness of the ugly kind, walking away discreetly is more than acceptable. Let the abuser simmer in their own hateful stew.

Until tomorrow,


The Thought I Woke Up With #170

The Thought I Woke Up With #169

Soul For Sale

You’ve heard the saying, I’m sure, Sold his soul to the devil. What does that even mean? How do they know where the marketplace is at? How do they find devils auction block and not confuse it with some shonky politician selling favours? Does devil encourage bartering?

The crossroads seems to be the place devil frequents to acquire souls. Do you know how many crossroads there are? Which one do you go to? What do you tell a pesky policeman that comes to investigate? Can you imagine the scene:

Policeman-    Why are you loitering here at midnight, sir?

Man-              I’m waiting for the devil.

Policeman-    Why?

Man-              I’m going to sell my soul.

Policeman-    Why?

Man-               Because. I want to be rich and famous and be a stud.

Policeman-    Why don’t you just get a job, take a bath and get a haircut?

It seems that people who have historically sold their souls have done so for material wealth, sex and power.

Those who have done the deed, so to speak, entered into a pact with the horny one, seem to have a common penchant for dancing in the woods, nekkid as jaybirds, doing the monkey on “the alter,” and generally being devilish. Seriously? As much as they would recoil and shriek at the very thought, these folks are in the same boat as the religious zealots; at the opposite end of the boat but the same boat. Both rely on made up idols in order to feather their nests in this world.

Back in the day, the church used to catch these nekkid frolickers and burn them at the stake. Things have changed somewhat, thankfully, these days stern looks and serious tut-tuts of disapproval are the way; you just can’t go around burning folks no more.

The whole concept is as ridiculous as god making the first couple out of dirt and calling it “making them in his own image.”

Ridiculous or not however, many paid a heavy price for their beliefs. Below is a historical account of one such person, and the upshot of it all. It’s the story of Father Urbian Grandier, born 1590, died 1634.

Father Granadier was a French Catholic priest, burned at the stake. He served as priest in the church of Sainte Croix in Loudun, in the Diocese of Poitiers.

Ignoring his vow of priestly celibacy, he decided to have sexual relationships with women. As a consequence acquiring a reputation as a bit of a stud.

In 1632, a group of nuns from the local Ursuline convent accused him of having bewitched them, sending the demon Asmodai, among others, to commit evil and impudent acts with them. Look like this bad-boy had his own holy harem going. Until they turned on him. Hell hath no fury, right?

Anyway, at his trial, the judges, after torturing him, introduced documents purportedly signed by Grandier and several demons as evidence that he had made a diabolical pact.

These docs were written backwards in Latin and even included the signature of Satan himself. The text of the pact read as follows: (the original can be seen here-

We, the influential Lucifer, the young Satan, Beelzebub, Leviathan, Elimi, and Astaroth, together with others, have today accepted the covenant pact of Urbain Grandier, who is ours.

And him do we promise the love of women, the flower of virgins, the respect of monarchs, honors, lusts and powers.

He will go whoring three days long; the carousal will be dear to him. He offers us once in the year a seal of blood, under the feet he will trample the holy things of the church and he will ask us many questions; with this pact he will live twenty years happy on the earth of men, and will later join us to sin against God.

Bound in hell, in the council of demons.
Lucifer Beelzebub Satan
Astaroth Leviathan Elimi
The seals placed the Devil, the master, and the demons, princes of the lord.
Baalberith, writer.

And if you believe all that dear reader, I have Sydney Harbour Bridge for sale. Just another ego story to divert attention form reality.

Until tomorrow,


The Thought I Woke Up With #169

The Thought I Woke Up With #168

YOU are the blessing

You know what is really and truly ass about in this world, dear reader? We spend more time stressing over paying bills, finding a parking spot and the state of our hair and makeup than we do about Love and happiness. And by Love I do not mean of the lustful variety. I am referring to the spiritual kind, the kind that brings with it peace and joy.

Not that I’m belittling the importance of paying the bills, however, when compared to Love, peace and joy, that chore shouldn’t even be on the list.

Indeed you know when we are the most “alive?” When surrounded by noise, stress, anxiety or anger. Peace and gentleness put us to sleep. Meditation too very often puts people to sleep.

Everyone says, I want peace and happiness, just ask them. The reality however is totally the opposite. Talk about self-delusion.

Here’s how deep this need for anarchy is. We couldn’t get anything done in peace and happiness. Ego doesn’t do peace and happiness. The whole planet would need to undergo a metamorphosis for that to happen. That’d be nice, I hear you thinking; a peaceful planet, populated by nonviolent, serene, nature loving, lighthearted vegans. Yeah, it would be nice, but not possible. For that to happen everyone would need to transform from ego to Spirit at once. Not about to happen, and if by some Godly miracle it did happen, you wouldn’t want to stay here anyway.

So we continue with the noise and the anxiety, anger and tress. Sleepwalking and letting life live us, as opposed to it being the other way around. Frothing at the mouth over things that have no worth or usefulness whatsoever when it comes to freedom of mind and ultimate love. We do this because those are the things that we equate with being alive.

The way out this often called, vicious cycle is simplicity. Start with doing some simple things. Do not seek complicated answers. Complicated will arouse the mind, get it stirred up, get it thinking. That’s the last thing you want. What you want is to get beyond mind. You want to watch mind, not continue being its puppet. Become the watcher.

The watcher watches. The watcher is a spectator, not a player.

It will be tough because the way things operate, the way things have operated from the moment you arrived here is to be involved, to act. Be a man of action, be the woman who gets things done. Busy is good. Run don’t walk, stop your dillydallying and shilly-shallying.

Which leads to the next simple thing, slow down. Slow down and start seeing the scenery, stop to smell the roses, as has been said. Just stop, man. Stop and look, and ponder, and question it all. Calm down.

Look into the mirror. I mean really look and ask, who am I? What am I? What am I doing? Why am I doing it?

Stop waiting for God, or Allah or Jehovah or whatever to dump blessings onto you. Start feeling it instead. Start truly looking deep, beyond ego, beyond mind, beyond imaginary spooks and figures of divinity and start feeling and seeing the truth.


Until tomorrow,


The Thought I Woke Up With #168

The Thought I Woke Up With #167

Turn the other cheek

What is the most common response when someone you are engaging with reacts in a sarcastic, angry or threatening manner? The most common of all responses is to re-join in kind. That’s what they call, “Eye-for-an-eye, tooth-for-a-tooth,” response.

There are several outcomes when that response is employed. Most of them are not positive.

There’s another old proverb, born in the same stable as the eye and the tooth one, that being, “Turn the other cheek.”

The problem with eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth maxim is, they would result in a world that’s blind and toothless, as someone said.

In contrast, turn the other cheek results in outcomes that are majorly positive, however, not necessarily for reasons you may be thinking about, dear reader.

Say you go into a motor vehicle registry store. It could be any store or instrumentality but we’ll use a motor registry as most folks world over have experienced being in one at some point.

So there you are, having a nice day and the person across the counter from you isn’t. They are sullen, passively aggressive, and downright inimical. All of a sudden you have a choice to make. Instinctively you know that if you slip into your ruthless narky mode this poor bugger will be proverbial mincemeat quicker than you can say, ‘meet the jackass whisperer, cranky pants.’

As tempting as meeting anger with equal or greater anger may be, doing so will produce actions and reactions that only serve negative ends, because to say that for every action there is a reaction, is an absolute. Generally the reactions are of a similar if not identical quality.

Meeting someone on their level of unpleasantness is the eye for an eye— you brace, absorb their attack, then return serve twice as hard. It may feel good in the short term, but you know what really happens with that style of response? You destroy your own peace and harmony and by so doing prove that you are not better than they are. It takes one to recognize one. If you complain about their behavior you are in fact being a hypocrite.

Consider now turning the other cheek option. But with a twist. Instead of actually offering the other cheek to be smacked you respond with a ‘cheek’ of calmness and detachment. You become a bright diamond with an out of this world glow.

That is what being a watcher, and observer of life and mind is. That is what being free of self-hate is.

As for the other person, his or her experience will be profound, although the depth and the intensity of the event may not necessarily be felt at the time.

When their appetite for anger and abuse is not fed and their perceived worthlessness not reinforced, their belief foundations will be shaken, the result is often inner turmoil, tears and substantial anxiety, as stated above very likely sometime later.

This inner turmoil leads to deep self-questioning. Values and ways of living that have served well up until then no longer do. Spiritual instability has arrived. It is spectacularly beautiful, yet it is not yet seen as such.

You see, dear reader, there is no need to say or do anything. All that is required is to BE.

Until tomorrow,


The Thought I Woke Up With #167

The Thought I Woke Up With #166

I like to watch

If ever you are a little confused as to what mind is and does, just stop, relax, and take stock of two things: one, what is happening at that moment in time, and two, do a quick recap of your life to that point.

Whatever is happening at the time of your taking stock of the immediate happenings and the life you have overall, mind has, through ego created.

It’s like, ego is the jackhammer, mind the power source. Mind creates it and ego, its servant, manifests it. Without power there is no jackhammering, as without mind, there is no ego activity. To state the obvious therefore, if you want the jackhammering to stop you don’t attack the jackhammer, you calmly switch off the power.

Likewise with ego, trying to destroy the ego, to fight or attack it doesn’t do it. Indeed it energizes it, makes it stronger, more lively and dynamic.

Ego has no feelings or goodness in it. Ego can’t be sweet-talked or loved into submission. It can’t be shamed, humiliated or humbled into submitting either. They call it being resilient.

Ego is a non-feeling, non-thinking, non-loving machine. You could say ego is a NON. Non what? Non-nothing.

Here’s a good example, ego is the dummy, mind the ventriloquist.

So how do you beat the ventriloquist’s dummy? You don’t. You can’t. You wouldn’t even try right? It’d be insane. People see you arguing, and rolling around in the mud trying to kick dummy’s butt, they come take you away. Just thinking about doing those things is silly. Yet we do it with ego all the time, using all manner of ways, meditations, prayers and methods. Is it any wonder ego keeps on keeping on?

Hordes of human beings believe that being “good,” will beat ego. No, it will not. Employing that method simply creates another ego; a good-doing ego.

How about piousness? Devoutness? Virtue? No that doesn’t work either. You can become a saint and it will not destroy or overcome ego. All mind does is switches gears and creates an ego that behaves in saintly ways. It is now an ego that as opposed to yelling and ranting is serene and smiling and blessing everything in sight.

The only way to leave ego behind therefore is to address the source. The mind. And the Way here is not to engage. The idea is to observe. It takes practice because it doesn’t come easily, generally speaking.

Becoming a watcher, a detached observer will lead you to freedom from ego. That is in fact what the wise ones mean when they say, You need do nothing. Or some other variant of the same saying. No engagement. You become like the bird watchers. No engagement, no involvement of any kind. Just detached observing. The mind is the bird, you are the watcher.

Under these circumstances, the old– I like to watch, isn’t creepy at all. Indeed it becomes the way to freedom.

Until tomorrow,


The Thought I Woke Up With #166