silent thunder

I'm unfamiliar with that name. Though I may know the circuit under a different name... what points lie on its path?

Zany times. Really... just head shakingly odd and powerfully strange that this is what is 'real' now.

The hardest part of the 'hot' threads, is the rabid divisiveness and harshly entrenched positions that must be seemingly defended to the death, that is fostered and how quickly I can engage myself to one side or the other. I really marvel at how quickly and easily it intensifies and how it grows more hungry, the more it is fed. One simple response, spirals so quickly... Though I'm grateful for them in the end... they clearly display attachments and aversions in my own process that require awareness, sans judgement or engaging in order to settle the muddy waters. They are also an opportunity to remind myself that my perspective of life is just mine and it's no more valid than any other... I always have a response at the ready, but as with most of the spots in my life, I find silence is often the best response and active listening is the most potent reaction. For every post I publish, there are many that get deleted, after I sit with them for a few moments before hitting the post button. It's quite calming. It's also bleeding over to my speaking life in a very potent and calming manner. In many cases at work, with the heavy handed and often toxic types that Hollywood attracts, my silence is contagious and disconcerting for the most heavy handed and I find that the wu wei of 'not doing' or active listening which allows full focus to remain on the speaker, usually is a much more potent manner of decompressing tension, than my active involvement or attempts to exert my 'control' on a situation. Active listening. Non-action and silence. They seem to resonate clarity and calm even when I don't feel it.

media fasting is one of my most potent practices... no more broadcast tv in my home, no more radio in my life (when they play it at work, I put on my headphones) the rest of my media comes in small doses of very carefully observed interactions... years ago I started changing my life based on what I ate... to help my health. then I realized, I needed to work on what I put on my body (soaps, shampoos, toothpaste, deodorant, cologne) finally I realized that more potent and impacting than either of those... was what I allowed into my thought stream. media fasting for the win!

only one place... here only one time... now you are all over it!

The process of heart opening is most often not pleasant... in the extreme. It's why so many folks often reel backward from the process of healing and from the presence of a potent sage when untruths are stripped away... it's simply too painful to process at the moment and we fall back on our familiar pain, instead of the short term but more extreme experience of the healing process. Don't judge, don't worry. You are where you are and there is nothing wrong with you or the universe. Let you be you. Sit with what you can and let go of what you can't and don't worry about shit mate. You are supported by the entire universe.

My mind is consistently with them whenever I drink water. The process engaged in by the company and the politicians is nauseating and is a clear example of why we must band together to protect ourselves and others from the outrageous and sickeningly evil greed of a nasty few... I also heard today that a similar process is starting in Florida. And much like ND, Gov. Scott has a personal stake in the company that he is helping with legislation to fast track the process... When did conflict of interest become a no factor and a non foul in politics?

You have my respect for your level of connectedness and care in this situation. You have my condolences for the heavy nature of the pain involved and the worry over those you care so deeply about... there is no wrong answer here... you are doing and will do the best you can for the people you love. You have already won, though the feeling being in such a state, is little consolation. *deep bow*

Well, either way this goes down, we are likely in for even more divisive intent among our oligarchical 'elites'... stonewalling in the lawmaking body and almost nothing of utility from of our governing body in the near future. All of the back and forth at this point, over which side to support tolerate, to me seems little more than the squawling of bait fish, over which predator's waters we will swim within...

I am continually saying the following to those around me in my life and to myself. Its veracity resoundingly resonates on a persistent basis. "remember, the only one not fucking up, is the one not attempting anything... and that is in itself... perhaps the greatest of fuckups."

Low vibrational energy patterns bounces off and are dispersed by the high vibration field generated by the Sage.

I have not met a human who is a static noun, a fixed thing. We are all of us, fluid verbs. The labels we use for convenience may fit certain limited aspects of our overall fluid nature, at times, but will never aptly or fully describe something which is in its nature, beyond a static description. Edit for spelinggz

I've been very blessed in my life to have many resoundingly deep and exquisitely loving relationships with many wonderful beings and not all of them were humans. I've now arrived at the point in my life where quite a few of these have died and released their body forms. My dream life has always been extremely vivid, rich and lucid, from the age of four and throughout my entire life, I have two types of dreams. The small dreams that are fluff and blather and non sequitur types that are often vivid, but don't pull much emotional/intellectual connection and are often forgotten quickly. And then I have BIG dreams. Dreams so intense, vivid and real that they often make many real life experiences pale by comparison and they can shape and change my fundamental perspective of life by the depth of their impact and I can recall every moment of them now as clearly as I can recall the birth of my son. One of my oldest and dearest friends is scared to death... of death. He always has been as far back as he can remember... He fears that we are just obliterated on death. Based on one of my earliest experiences going out of body during a nightmare when I was four, I have never had a fear of death, inherently having the experience that my essential nature is not tied to the atoms of my body, no matter how fun they are to interact with... My question is this... How often do you dream of the dead? And when you do... is it significant? or is it the same as when you dream of friends, loved ones, animals who are still alive? He almost never remembers his dreams, but when he does, they are BIG ones and they usually help him out in his life with answers or support in his most difficult dealings. However, he has never once dreamt of anyone who he knows who has died and this fuels his fear that there is no essence to us after death. He is always very intrigued when I tell him of my big dreams that involve those I love who have released bodily form. and so I've grown more curious to hear and pass along to my friend when next we speak, what sorts of experiences others have had, if you care to share...

resonance

"Necessity may be the Mother of invention... but Laziness is surely the Father." I heard myself saying this at work the other day as I watched my team loading a truck with scenery...

hmm, isn't that something? some folks are into things that other folks aren't... selfishness isn't living my life the way I want. it's expecting and forcing others to live their life the way I want.

*raises cup* cheers mate!

"and if you can't be, with the one you love... love the one you're with." ~ Stephen Stills made it famous, but credited it to Bill Preston who used the expression frequently.

distill

he's a trainwreck of epic proportions she's mired in corruption and the endless greedy pockets that feed it. This is the result of decades of 'choosing the lesser evil' it would seem.

I see slaves... everywhere arguing over which master they should serve.

willful, projective ignorance to me, seems the ugliest form of that element...

returning