The Thought I Woke Up With #209

Fear

This world, and all within it, is exposed to a constant, relentless, and ruthless flux of fear. Fear abides within every mind, every being, and every nook and cranny.

The very institutions feigning to be in service of the greater good are way too often no more than fear mongering internment camps. The state and church for example. Both want people to be in a state of constant fear: fear the known, fear the unknown, fear of death, fear of hell, fear of not making it into heaven, fear of failure, fear of success, fear of losing a job, fear of getting fat, fear of being too skinny, fear of being a nobody. You name it and there’s a fear around it.

And we haven’t even touched on the numerous phobias. The made to order frights to keep people preoccupied and under control. Fear and obey, is the credo.

Fear is imbedded in the human mind. That’s from where it manifests. Like everything in ego fear is made to appear to be attacking from without, but that’s a delusion. Nothing happens on the outside that isn’t generated from within. And that’s the reason fear, like everything else in ego, can be undone and love reinstated; it’s all in the mind.

Simple ways are often very powerful means for achieving results. And so it is with analogies. Sometimes analogies can be viewed as jingoistic when in reality they offer clear and concise means of demonstrating a point. Take a nightmare, for example.

A nightmare is generally accepted as an unpleasant dream that causes a strong emotional response, typically fear and or psychological or physical terror.

So what happens when you wake up from a nightmare? Not much really. You wake up and resume with life. Sure, you may feel a little exasperated, wound up, but that feeling passes fairly quickly. It is no different with fear. When looked at squarely fear is seen for what it actually is— a phantom.

Fear is a nothing that takes shape and form in accordance with whatever you choose to feel.

Two people can stand there looking at an approaching clown. One will turn green with fear while the other laughs at the funny fellow in a colourful costume and a painted face.

Fear presents differently to everyone, because it isn’t real.

Nothing real shape-shifts, nothing unreal exists.

Until tomorrow,

Signiture4

The Thought I Woke Up With #209

The Thought I Woke Up With #208

Ask already

The saying, “Ask and it will be given to you,” is pretty specific. And it is supported by a couple of similar ones; “Seek and you will find and knock and the door will be opened to you.”

If only they could have left it at that. But no. They had to meddle, qualify and confuse it with addendums like, “as long as it agrees with god’s view of things. You must practise attracting abundance. Pray for wisdom to understand so that you ask for the right things, good things and right gifts— for example that you ask for “bread” and not for a “stone,” for a “fish” and not for a “serpent.” Otherwise we may ask and receive not, because we ask amiss.

Well, if a bloke can’t distinguish between a rock and a loaf of bread and differentiate between a nice barramundi and a red-bellied black snake, dude got much bigger issues than asking for stuff.

But look at what they’ve done with this whole asking process. Listen to their claptrap and idiotic conditions and you’re stymied before you start. In fact don’t bother starting. Just accept that absolutely nothing will happen and move on because nothing will happen. And, nothing does. Why? Because they’ve brought god in as the middle man. He has to approve. He has to agree. He has to grant …

… what a load of donkey dung!

It has nothing to do with god.

Indeed it has nothing to do with asking.

It has everything to do with giving yourself permission.

That’s right. You don’t ask any-one, or any-thing. You give yourself permission. And why is that? Because you are the one making things happen. Or not. Either way, baby, you’re it! Not god, not some far fetched law of attraction thing that is about as affective as a god, not some gypsy, genie in a bottle or Mr Edd. You!

You want to know why you have what you have, are where you are, feel as you feel, behave as you behave? Look in the mirror! Now that’s a metaphor to be sure, because the you I am referring to sits above all that. Manufacturing it, dreaming it up and projecting it, but none the less, it’s all you. The Creator doesn’t know about your shenanigans. Your illusions and make believes.

Saying that the Creator doesn’t know about our nightmares and troubles, sends the religious folks into a tailspin. And I understand that. They have abdicated responsibility. They blame god for everything. God’s will this, gods will that. Fish on Friday. Behead this one and end up in heaven. Seriously!

The actual Creator isn’t involved in this idiocy. It can’t be. How can purity buy into something as ridiculous and obscene and totally illogical as this thing we call life?

What the Creator does is beautifully put into words by Kahlil Gibran:

In the silence of the night, Wisdom came into my chamber and stood by my bed. She gazed upon me like a loving mother, dried my tears and said: “I have heard the cries of your soul and have come here to comfort you. Open your heart to me and I shall fill it with light. Ask and I shall show you the path of Truth.”

Yeah. What more can be said.

Until tomorrow,

Signiture4

The Thought I Woke Up With #208

The Thought I Woke Up With #207

Work in progress

We are a work in progress. That may sound a little simplistic; nonetheless, it is the truth of it. In fact, if you look closely at the way our lives progress and transform based on decisions made, it becomes remarkably clear how much influence we have over them.

Far from being at the mercy of faith and circumstance we have direct control of our destinies. That is just the way it was predetermined by Creation itself. Everything else is a lie.

There is no mystery, magic or romance to it. Everyone’s destiny, everyone’s life purpose, is clear and unambiguous; to reclaim the fundamental freedom and power granted by the Creator to the created, which the created decided to surrender, a thing which in reality isn’t possible however it’s a case of– if you think you can, you can deceive yourself into believing it.

And here we are dear reader, snoring away and doing what we can to help each other to wake up.

Ego has done its utmost to make the process mysterious and unattainable. And let’s give credit where credit is due, ego has done a pretty good job of deception. But not good enough, because we know the reality if it. We feel it. We know, deep down we know, there is more to life than this.

To that end, let us take a close look at our lives. You know what our lives are? Predominantly? Our lives are first and foremost, opportunities.

Our lives are opportunities because every situation, every scenario that happens is an opportunity for release.

Everything in life, everything, has a duel purpose. That is to say, every life situation and scenario is used for one of two purposes. It is either used as the opportunity to release or to keep one enslaved. It is as simple as that. Choosing wisely is the key. Choosing wisely however isn’t always easy. Is it? But as long as we try, that is enough to start. He who tries will always succeed. Perhaps not at first try, or second, or even third, but succeed they will.

Be aware, those of you setting out on the road to freedom. An interesting thing happens as you go deeper into it. Very often those with whom you have shared your life become distant. At times even hostile. Try not to let this bother you. Move on regardless. That too is just the way it is.

Khalil Gibran, put that part of it beautifully when he wrote:

“Only yesterday I was no different than them, yet I was saved. I am explaining to you the way of life of a people who say every sort of wicked thing about me because I sacrificed their friendship to gain my own soul. I left the dark paths of their duplicity and turned my eyes toward the light where there is salvation, truth, and justice. They have exiled me now from their society, yet I am content. Mankind only exiles the one whose large spirit rebels against injustice and tyranny. He who does not prefer exile to servility is not free in the true and necessary sense of freedom.” 

Until tomorrow,

Signiture4

The Thought I Woke Up With #207

The Thought I Woke Up With #206

Home

There’s a phenomenon that puzzles some, and politicians in general; which in itself shouldn’t surprise anyone because if it isn’t in their best interest politicians don’t bother with it. All politicians have grave inferiority issues. That’s why they spend every waking moment fretting over popularity and opinion polls. A politician will do almost anything that will win him or her votes. It’s about as pathetic as it gets.

Back to the phenomenon at point however, and it is this. Why is it that people who are taken in from war-torn countries, run by murderous and despotic regimes, and offered peace and prosperity, find it difficult to fit into their new countries? They drag the attitude and hostility to their new homelands as if those things were gifts to be cherished.

Very often you hear refugees and migrants wistfully reflect, In my country we do this. In my country we do that. It’s like they are turtles, forever attached, forever dragging their home on their backs. Listening to them you’d swear they cherished the harshness from which they came.

They say and feel as they do because their old country is cherished. War and all. It is their home and will forever be their home. Nothing can change that. They had a part in creating it. The new home, the new country, isn’t theirs. It is an environment created by others. They must now readjust, reprogram.

And that is the most difficult thing you can ask any human being to do: reprogram him or herself. Many would rather die than even attempt to.

As an aside, that also explains why attaining enlightenment is for most such a challenge, it’s all about reprograming.

So in many ways, turtles are fortunate. They don’t need to reprogram. Their home is wherever they happen to be … literally.

So is our true true home forever within easy reach, we just need to open the door and step in.

Until tomorrow,

Signiture4

The Thought I Woke Up With #206

The Thought I Woke Up With #205

Donkey Cheese

According to some, god made everything and everyone, including all the creatures, obviously. Which seems and feels kind of weird. I mean why would a god, who made everything, not make humanity, his children indeed, loving, peaceful, vegetarians?

Why have humans killing and BBQ’ing his other creations? What kind of parent does that? Has his children knee-deep in blood and guts? Gorging on flesh and blood?

We’re a weird mob alright. We have animal rights, animal sanctuaries and animal welfare agencies but go to a celebratory dinner to feast on animal parts. Here’s to the RSPCA, how do you want your steak? Church picnics and associated holy occasions are much the same, let’s kill some animals and put those babies on slow cooking spit-roasts.

Or, if you’re into the holy books the clowns populating those used to sacrifice animals to the gods. And the gods smiled upon them, pleased.

You see it? There’s something profoundly insane about the whole idea, right?

If only we’d focus on living and striving without bloodshed. What a world it would be. What wonderful, humongous things we could accomplish. What spiritual glory we’d achieve without doing anything else.

For example, did you know there’s such a thing as Donkey Cheese? I didn’t know that until early this morning. There is. They are calling it a superfood.

Turns out this stuff is really good for you; it’s said to be high in protein, full of calcium, omega 3 fatty acids, as well as being low in fat and containing a whole lot of Vitamin C. Who knew!

See what I mean though? There is so much we could do and achieve and accomplish if only we were ready to forsake our bloodlust.

Or is the real truth behind the human zeal to slaughter and consume animals a case of hatred behind the heritage? Humans have evolved to be sure, however, there’s still a whole lot of animal within each one. This way of thinking carries weight when you consider that the more “enlightened” societies are kinder and gentler on animals.

In other words, the more primitive the society the crueler it is, and not just towards animals either.

Here is a simple truth. An enlightened person is a peaceful and loving person. That’s because peace and love mean freedom. Killing, (anything) is an enslaver. There are no winners there. Everyone losses on that battlefield. So it has been, and so it will forever be.

But you can stop it. For yourself you can put an end to it. The moment you choose peace and love, they will be yours.

So maybe grab a wine flavoured Kit Kat and a little donkey-cheese and watch the world go by … free and easy. Free and easy.

Until tomorrow,

Signiture4

The Thought I Woke Up With #205

The Thought I Woke Up With #204

To Freely Bloom

At the risk of overstating the overly obvious: we live in a hectic world. And it is getting more so by the day. If you don’t think so try living without your computer and mobile phone for a while.

Everything is hectic, the traffic, the job, the customers. Even the pets are getting stressed. They have pet psychiatrists now. Yes indeed. Or you may choose a natural remedy for your furry chum. Like a mix of flower remedies for example; including but not limited to Aspen, Beech, Cerato, Chicory, Heather, Holly, Red Chestnut, 5-Flower Remedy, Sweet Chestnut, Vervain, Cat’s Claw, Mariposa Lily, St. Johns Wort, Blackberry, Tomato, Snowberry and so on and so forth.

I just give my K9 buddy a bone, seems to fix him right up. Mind you, I’m beginning to suspect he fakes stress just to get the expensive bone. He’s no dummy that dog.

You know what I’m saying, right? Everything’s getting to be so manic. Everyone wants stuff done YESTERDAY! There’s a food chain in the US called Fazoli’s that gets your evening meal, in the Drive-Thru, out in under 5-minutes. And we’re not talking burgers and chips. These are Italian food type meals. “Drive Under 5” they call it. And you know how such times are being achieved? Automation. Machinery. A burger joint can cook a meat patty in seconds. Unless of course they pre cook it and nook it when you order it. Convenience they call it. Death by slowly making the human feel redundant and useless I call it.

Human beings are becoming unnecessary. But you know what’s really, really funny? It’s the humans doing it to themselves. And we’re the superior ones?!

Small wonder people are becoming despondent, dejected and downcast. Finding solace, more and more in alcohol, drugs and violence. It seems people can’t have fun without getting loaded in some shape or form. Kids can’t dance without popping pills.

The question coming up more and more is, what am I doing here, what’s this all about? Or maybe you’ve been sitting in a room full of people and felt isolated, alone, maybe a little like a freak. Like, I don’t belong here.

Morpheus, in the movie The Matrix, put it beautifully when he said; What you know you can’t explain it, but you feel it. You’ve felt it your entire life, that there’s something wrong with the world. You don’t know what it is, but it’s there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.     

What Morpheus talks about and what you have experienced- if you have felt one of the abovementioned or similar thoughts- are one and the same thing.

I have known people who have woken up in a cold sweat in the middle of a night, just feeling awful and fearful for no apparent reason. Same thing.

And what are we doing about it? Nothing that will stop the decline. More of the same really; working way harder than is good for us. Leaving the young ones with strangers to nurture, trying to keep to ridiculous deadlines; driving along choked-up streets and expensive expressways which more often than not resemble car parks and being anxious. Always anxious. Anxious about work, the future, the present, the bills, the kids, the mortgage …

… anxious about everything except the one truly important thing– Your wellbeing and happiness.

A man by the name of Gerry Spence wrote that, success means, to freely bloom.  

Beautifully put and an appropriate point to stop and ask yourself; When was the last time I allowed myself to freely bloom.

Until tomorrow,

Signiture4

The Thought I Woke Up With #204

The Thought I Woke Up With #203

Dead Cat Head

Recently I went and got another motorcycle. Traded in the one I had and got another one. What was wrong with the one I had? Nothing. But the one I have now is bigger, shinier, blacker and cooler.

Was it a practical decision? No.

Would I have gotten by, and still had tons of fun, with the old one? Yep.

So why change? There is no practical reason, except to say, riding this one makes me feel good. Let me expand by starting with a little Zen story:

Soazan, a Chinese Zen master, was asked by a student, “What is the most valuable thing in the world?

The master replied, “The head of a dead cat.”

“Why is the head of a dead cat the most valuable thing in the world?” Inquired the baffled student.

“Because,” replied the master, “No one can name its price.”

My point with the bike is- this one makes me feel good. And what price can you place on feeling good? There is no price can be placed on that.

Not that you need a motorcycle, a car, a fancy golf set or anything material to make you feel good. Feeling good isn’t a commodity to be purchased and traded. Whatever floats your boat is the key to it. Nothing is wrong, and nothing is right, so long as it genuinely makes you feel happy and peaceful. And, allows everyone else the same privilege.

The trick is to understand that it’s all okay, as long as one doesn’t become slave to it and it doesn’t hurt others. Becoming a slave to anything is bad juju. Not because it can harm you perse, but because you get hooked on it and once you’re hooked on something it becomes a freedom problem– you become its slave.

Let me put it this way, by way of an example.

I spent far, far too many years a slave to the job. Far too often put the important personal matters on the backburner; including at times family. Put those who worked for me behind the budgets, goals and targets that just had to be met! Their feelings, values and thoughts ran a very poor second to the whims, whines and demands of our corporate masters.

There is nothing wrong with working for a large corporation by the way. Nothing at all. What is very wrong however is to be ruled by it. Owned by it. To want power and glory so badly that you will readily and willingly crush anyone who stands in the way. Or, worse still, just because you can. And boy, aren’t there a few of those stalking the halls and corridors of the multi-nationals.

These days cruising on my motorsickle gives me more pleasure than all the office-days did combined.

Key to it all is balance. Balance and following your heart. Find what makes you happy and do it.

Trying to do one thing for securities sake, and another for happiness sake is pretty much ensuring you’ll achieve neither. Not properly anyway.

As the Zen saying goes, The hunter who chases two rabbits, catches neither one.

Until tomorrow,

Signiture4

The Thought I Woke Up With #203