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It seems to me that the goal is to be in a state of acceptance, after all is said and done.

All matter and non-matter as well. I've recently had a revelation that Matter Knows Its Shape. So wonderful, those moments where everything is embraced as one. With that in mind, everything we encounter becomes an object of our love. It makes a wonderful difference for things like cleaning the house or cutting the hedges.

All matter and non-matter as well. I've recently had a revelation that Matter Knows Its Shape. So wonderful, those moments where everything is embraced as one. With that in mind, everything we encounter becomes an object of our love. It makes a wonderful difference for things like cleaning the house or cutting the hedges.

Such a nice post, Rara. That's how I see it too. I will be doing this on a new roomer that is coming into my home who brings a bit of chaos to the table. When we're not-doing on a situation, we seem to become a mirror for the actions of the other person, enabling them to see and reconsider their chaos. I go into this with eyes open. Not enabling him to stay sick is my intent, not-doing my weapon.

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what a fabulous description of non-action. It reminds me of my Bujinkan ninja friend who does amazing things by not appearing to move at all. The DDJ in action, as far as I can see.

The wu wei of music.

I don't know why this screen is still here. I thought I got rid of it. And it doesn't seem to let you cancel. So again, 3 thumbs up from me.

I'm speechless, my friend. And I offer the reverse - If you can recognize it, you are it. I see in you a kindness that comes so naturally to you, you probably don't even realize that you do this. And your ability to stand in the shoes of another is unmatched. Thank you so much. I was watching Netflix this afternoon. I found this little comedy TV show called Perfect Harmony. This is the most striking TV show I've ever seen. If you happen to catch it, you will be able to see that it was written and no doubt directed by a Master. A Master that understands wei-wu-wei to the core. The central character is a cantankerous old man. When he speaks, he speaks either a funny sarcasm or the absolute truth as he sees it. And by his silence and understanding of Not-Doing, all gets done around him. He is the personification of the Dao. 3 thumbs up from me.

Great photo. Great stuff on your desk! I love the crystals. But what I get a kick out of is that you took the photo mid-composition, as your TDB's page is open to a post. Somehow, it makes me feel like something has come full circle.

and I think that's exactly why matter knows its shape. And remembers it for a time.

LOL. Nungali, you're one of a kind.

No, I'm not talking about a first cause or god. We are god. Time is an illusion and it's all happening Now. We just perceive it as linear. Not consciously. But at an unconscious level, yes. Due to conditioning. By saying Us, I'm assuming you're a friend of Bill's as well? The subconscious self held full sway during the downward spiral. My moment of clarity was when I was being driven down a mountain road, asked my friend to pull over, and threw up outside the car. As luck would have it, a big gust of wind blew it all into the car, all over him. It was at that moment that I heard a male voice inside my head say 'you're better than this'. At that moment, I Saw, and have not taken a drink in 40 years this December. No, the real Me is the same one as the real You. We are the same critter. The critter that gets finally exposed is when the bad conditioning is removed through the efforts of the steps, a very gradual process. A lifetime process of nuances. I think this has been pivotal in any enlightened thought I may experience. Do you have another way of looking at it?

This is valuable to understand. It's not possible for any of us to see things exactly the same way, because of our perceptual process. The sage, as I understand it, is best not forming opinions at all.

I think the purest self would be the idea. The connection of the sperm and egg. The moment when consciousness is unsullied, much like Khaleesi's army. Immediate sullization of the womb. Lots goin' on there.

Yes, it does. It also feels good to encounter your real self and real-ize it.

It's funny when you realize your original self. I've actually struggled against this realization for a long time. As you know, Everything, I've been a recovering alkie for many years. I have learned to work a killer Alanon program over the years too, a program for those who are in a co-dependent thing with another alcoholic. I have been approached by a recently sober gay man who needs a place to live. A delightful man who would be a great roommate. He recently nearly died from pancreatitis a couple weeks ago. I had previously decided not to take this roommate in, as I felt I had re-manifested the very same situation that I did with Joe many years ago - a newly recovering alcoholic on my doorstep. At first, I turned this man down, as I didn't want the dynamic in my home. But after he got out of the hospital, I sensed a new sense of urgency in him, wanting to stay sober. So I have agreed to let him rent out half of the house on a trial basis. He will be signing a contract that says that if he drinks any alcohol he will be immediately gone. I put no faith in such contracts, as people are people. But it does set an elementary boundary, which is more for me than even for him. After making this decision, I realized something very basic about myself. It started when I glanced up at a vintage old print that I have hanging in my bedroom. I bought this print in an antique store probably 15 years ago. But I bought it because I grew up with this same print hanging on the wall of my aunt's house. And it has always haunted me. You've probably seen it. It's the print of a collie howling out in a snowstorm, with a sweet little lamb laying at his feet. He howls for the shepherd to find the lamb. There are scavenger birds awaiting the death of this lamb, barely discernible in the background. Apparently this print has been at the center of my heart since childhood. I know that I am the collie. I can't change that, no matter how hard I try. I was born with a savior complex. But the tool I have today is one that I didn't have at the start of the relationship with Joe. I know how to Not-Do. And it is from this perspective that I am going into this. Wu-wei all the way, baby. So yes, realizing my true self in this case is more of a surrender to something I know has always been there, but may not seem to be a wise action that I am taking. It will be interesting. And for writing that beautiful response for me, I grant you a giant Ping from your fairy godmother. ( ( ( PING ! ) ) )

I'm a fairy godmother that built an entire career on sex crimes. Trust me. There isn't much I haven't seen. But, on the other hand, you just passed a character test of sorts. And for that reason, the resident fairy godmother is going to anoint the top of your head. PING!......

ROFL. I was horrified every time my dad did that to me -

Then PM it to me

Everything, that was beautiful. Something occurred to me tonight, a realization. Matter knows its shape.

I don't see why I couldn't have shown up there subconsciously to represent the collective energy of the Bums. For the purpose of being in the exact place and time where all in the House, Senate, and President were in the building as well, although one room over. Maybe to somehow tweak a dynamic or elevate a vibration.. When you consider what and who We really are - then, it makes sense. To consider it in duality, not so much.

Wow. This play is gettin' good..... I can't believe I just got back from a tour of Washington DC and our group was touring the Congress building at the same time that Ms. P stood up to Mr. T. How strange is that??

I think it was Geronimo that said that. I took the Casteneda books seriously some years back. In the books, the nagual Mateus would tell Carlos that Death is your Advisor, repeatedly. I never quite knew what that meant. I took it to mean that we should cherish every day we have, but that didn't quite fit. It wasn't until tonight when I was listening to a Robbie Robinson CD where he sang "it is a good day to Die" (a great song, by the way) it struck me that it's about Courage. I think I will use that as my mantra. If one accustoms their mind and body to that phrase, then there is absolutely nothing left to fear, once the idea of death has been normalized. I would think this would lead us into courageous living, whether physical, mental, or spiritual. I think I understand it now. It feels right.