So I went on a bike ride here in southern Germany with my son a handful of months ago. The weather was nice, meaning the sun was out, and I decided to take the little bumbler on a cruise. I grabbed a little heart crystal and stuck it in my pocket, because everyone knows a little crystal in the pocket never hurts anyone…….we cruised, I didn’t know where we were going, I just let the feeling guide me.
We cruised down the paved road that connects one small town to the other. Most of these roads are without car traffic, only tractors, however most of the time it’s just walkers, German walkers, there are probably more German walkers than there are potatoes in the ground.
Found myself going through a tunnel underneath the train tracks. After the short tunnel opened up, I stared upon a rather ominous hill of Earth before me. So what does a young strapping lad say… “Gotta conquer that little beast.” So we trekked upwards, probably 13 seconds into the climb I had to get off the bike and walk it, with my son singing in the back.
We walked for about 5 minutes to a part of the hill where a grass road took a sudden right turn. Of course this gave me the ability to get back on the bike and cover more ground, the top of the hill had to wait. Cruised through this little grass strip that separated the farmed fields that surround everyone…..
After about 8 minutes of a bumpy muddy ride, we came to the end of our road. Overlooking the rolling hills, the train tracks, the endlessness of our situation, I got off the bike and dug into my pocket. I found the little friend gleaming in the sunlight, the greenish blue hue gave me a comfort in knowing that I was going to part with this little friend.
I told my son, to kiss it, give it love and that we were going to send this little friend on its merry way. We did our little ceremony and I placed the little guy on a tree stump, right off this little grassy path underneath a larger tree. I thought to myself, I’m really not sure anyone will find this, but whatever, I’m sending this little rock out into the ether with love and gratitude.
We cruised back home.
The story picks up today, after a handful of months, for whatever reason, today I felt the urge to return our trek up the hill and see what the results were. I secretly thought that if I found this little crystal that it would have charged enough up in the raw sun, that its energy would have given me writing powers unknown to anyone in the history and future of mankind. This was a small thought.
Of course we cruised there, this time without a bike since it’s freakin’ freezin’ now. The frost was everywhere, reminding my mesh shoes that water and movement shall always annoy my toes, to the upmost degree.
We parked the stroller, and walked the grassy way to our little tree stump. My son and I watched as a hawk left the forest of the upper crest of the hill to dive bomb another perched hawk in a tree, just further down our trail. We watched as the annoyed hawk took to the air and cruised, cruised above the frosted touch of Earth.
As we walked the grassy path, of course our hawk friend took off, and ushered in the crow parade. I don’t know about you, but the feathered friends are everywhere in my reality. So, we get to our tree stump, to only find a clear stump, with a little friend. A little friend in the form of two small burritos of dog poop. Laughing now, I thought to myself, I leave a heart shaped green crystal, 4 months later I come to find dog poop. Now if that isn’t a lesson of life, I don’t know what is. Smiling now, because it calms me to know that someone in these regions, or someone on this Earth has just received the greatest writing gift ever, in the history and future of the world……so we should see something on the wire here anytime now, probably in German, but don’t worry, I got my thumb on that pulse. OR maybe the dog ate it………it’s all possible……or a crow took off with it because it was shiny, ALSO very possible, it all is. All of it.
You ever thought that typing on a computer is a lot like playing a piano? I haven’t, until just now, writing that, but to me it’s something that I’m aiming at, trying to figure out how to place these little letters here and there, making sense to you, somehow through the fog of our beliefs.
I wish I got an email from all of you at how you viewed the world, how you place things, understand things, how your actions are influenced on a day to day basis. Peer into the inner workings of a soul that is lost and looking. You aren’t lost are you….you know exactly where you are, in space, traveling at 60,000 mph through the dark space, that which is filled with 70% of dark energy that we’re never going to figure out what it is or be able to for that matter in order to place it into these little letters I’m currently playing with. sshhhhhhhhhh.
You have 100 trillion cells in your body, granted there hasn’t been a “scientist” you know, the pope of modern materialism, that can count every cell that is traveling through our bodies, but the idea is that the number is in the hundreds of trillions. It’s also a wonder to think that every cell in your body, say, grab one of them that’s racing through you, and sit it down in a chair and ask it a few questions:
“So, little cell, what are you doing right now?”
“Um, well, I’m currently doing a lot, on top of sitting in this chair and talking to you.”
“Well little cell, let us not per say get into the details of exactly what you’re doing, but how many things are you doing right now?”
“Well what your scientists, or the leaders of materialistic thought are saying, is this, that I’m actually doing 100,000 different things in each and every second of your life.”
“100,000 different activities every second?”
So there’s that. Hundreds of trillions of cells in your body, that swirl around in you, performing around 100,000 different activities in every given second. What’s the multiplier effect on that one? One hundred trillion or so times 100,000 in one second, and that’s what your cells are up to, that’s what they do, without your brain telling them to, or maybe, in fact your brain is actually coordinating such an epic approach to life, but shit man, that’s quite a task, I think. Here’s the other little thing in this little cell talk, they’re all “coordinating.” Seriously folks, 100,000 different things in every second, to create you, to be you, to allow you to walk to the store to buy that wine, you know the juice, and they’re all communicating at who knows what speed or efficiency…..I’ll leave you to wonder on that one, which should take at least more than one day.
I don’t think I can actually grasp the monstrosity of what I just wrote in words, but hey, I took a stab at it.
Do you think if you became “enlightened” that you’d try and speak out to the world in order to change it? Enlightened as in, you’re just an observer without judging……can you look without judging? Can you look at fear based propaganda in an electronic medium and not feel anything, just look on with a knowing smile? Are the monks in Tibet rushing down the mountain screaming, “Get out of the stock market, cash out, buy something physical, build a farm, don’t go outside and look at the stars because the chances of you being hit by a fireball are extremely high when you sit and ponder the universe…….”
So basically I’ve come to a point in my life, where I’ve accepted the fact that I can’t talk about all the dirty details about the cancer that’s growing on our face. It doesn’t help anything, it doesn’t do any good to talk about the details of a scar that was created in your mind in childhood or something of this nature. Do ya dig? Do you see where I’m coming from? I’m coming from the thought pattern that what we create, what we do in this life, shouldn’t be controlled by fears or bad memories of the past. Regardless if it was because of a government or because of an older sister, the results are the same, those trillions of cells react the same way to whatever you’re feeding your mind.
Say I tell myself, “Oh slipple, here comes a man I’ve never seen, that’s walking weird and kinda glaring at me.” What do the cells do in my body, sense fear, react in a defensive way, cower, retreat, build walls, release who knows what kind of adrenalin, or the like…….whereas if I look at the world around me, without a thought, but an acceptance of love, a kind of light shimmer in all that is, creates a peace within myself and my following cells. I mean really twitter has no clue as to what the true “following” tag means. You have trillions of little things following you, leading you, relying on your every thought, every emotion, whatever it is, you’re influencing these little things that create the little system you’re currently stuck in. Mmmmmmmmmmm taste good? You want a little whiskey to wash that through…….
So I’m not going to get down and dirty in the roots of all evil. I’m not going to detail every cancerous tumor that is going to pop up with these kinds of decisions, because in reality, you’re making all this boondockle up anyway. Seriously, everything that is going on right now is going through you, whether you want to take accountability for that or not is up to you, whether you want to perceive that or not, but I think the step toward the golden light is taking that all in and walking with it, not letting it clamp you down in a defensive role, but giving you wings to soar on through, soar on through to the next little lesson we’ve all designed for ourselves.
I say next little lesson we’ve all designed for ourselves because I feel as though we’re here to learn, we chose our parents because we wanted to learn from these individuals that are ultimately a part of ourselves. Put that in your mental capacity. From the ages of 0-5 you’re basically on record mode. Once your brain passes through the development stage of 5-6 you start reacting and recording what it is you probably still believe to this day. So basically most of your reactions, the way you react to certain situations are from your parents, and what they learned from their parents times family tree etc. Walk with that thought for a day. Most of the reactions you create in your life are not really “you,” but learned reactions from those around you…….
People here in Germany ask me why I grow my beard, or in a blunt fashion, ask me where’s your barber, or have you lost your razor etc? Funny because last I checked a beard is about as manly as you can get. Not that I’m running after manliness, I think I’ve past that threshold at the young age of 28, but that’s another email. Anyways, I think my answer is, to ride a white Pegasus, you must have a beard. Not sure what the German translation is on that, but I’m sure one of my cells will figure it out tonight while I’m in dream world. I think the main point here is that people feel as though they have to ask me, why they see something that isn’t ordinary in their working lives…..most of the people in the “working” world are clean shaven, yes even the women!! Isn’t that interesting, I mean, that most men in this situation are clean shaven, they are actively cutting something off of themselves everyday……who knows how many cells that is…..
Did you see that stuff about science talking about all of this life being a hologram? I guess they didn’t consult with the ancient shamans. I could probably use that phrase in everything…….”probably didn’t consult the shaman on that one…..”
Which to you all I shall say this. I am on a quest to venture to Peru to talk to these very shamans, or say, a version of them, however they’re all tied to the same basic learning / understanding.
What if that’s the answer, what if there was no answer, what if the actual truth to this dualistic existence didn’t have a corresponding “other side?”
Getting deep here and I only intended to talk briefly on shallow things to keep your minds from thinking about anything that mattered in a holographic universe consisting of matter, or whatever we define it as…..
I’ll leave you on this little thing. It comes from a chat I listened to with Deepak. First of all, when the word deep is in your name, well, I’ll leave it up to you to decide, or not……
“Every fear you have is the fear of the unknown. Fact is, the known is what has already happened…..so it DOESN’T exist. The unknown is where we live and move…..and we’re afraid of it.”
you know it. All the love. FEEL that. Every cell, every soul, I think it’s time to walk into the unknown with a smile.