There are those who think of me as ‘merely’ naive when it comes to things of spirit. Here, I ask they consider their own limitation of expression that appears bound by others’ ideas & ideals. The string of logic posed by quite a few is that I’ve not studied spiritualism, metaphysics, any aspect of any religion, and not living/speaking/healing/BE-ing within the bounds of someone else’s playbook. I’ve not sought out sages or saddhus, not read from mystics and mages, not worshiped at or made an altar, I’ve not done enough things or read enough of stuff to know of what I speak and certainly not enough to know Truth–neither my own nor that that is Universal.
So what if I get my inspiration from Dean Koontz as much as I do Rumi? So what that I don’t have Lama so-and-sos books as reference guides? So what that I picked up all those books you have on your shelves, read a few pages or chapters and said, “Nope. That’s not it.” So what that I can say I don’t know? I don’t care to know. I have no need or desire to understand. I don’t need to read someone else version of how my life should/might/could be. So what that I can say I Know more than has ever been forgotten of that for which there are no words to be written in a book? So what that I don’t assign any more significance to a crystal than I do the chair that supports my ass, the friends that feed my hunger, or the wind that tousles my hair?
So what that I don’t give a crap about past lives, Akashic records, 2012, 11/11/11 or future-&-fortune telling? So what that I’m not afraid of and cannot explain how or why I go formless; how or why I can feel more heartbeats than my own; how or why my vibrations intensify sometimes so that furniture and the air move around me? I just not afraid and just don’t care.
Why does it bother anyone that I can say with certainty that I am enlightened? Why? Why does it bother you so that I don’t couch any of this in terms of ‘spiritual’ but consider it merely living. Not a separate part of me or anyone/thing in the Universe?
With some frequency, I say to as many people as I can, “Forget what you think you know.” That bugs a lot of folks. Annoys, confuses, angers and frightens. There is always one or a few someones who believe they know everything. Can recite left, right, upside down and backwards biblical & kabbahlistic texts, A Course in Miracles, Eckhart Tolle’s latest; carry around with them photos of their gurus, pocket angel cards, and other accoutrement; wear their crystals and white; repeat “peace and light”, and still live in a state of unawareness. Unaware, unopen to change or other avenues of experience and expression.
Generally speaking, when I ask folks to forget what they think they know, I’m not trying to challenge the ideas they hold (although, sometimes, for grins & giggles that is my entire point). We connect to and engage with those things that resonate with us, interest us and excite us. I get that. I want, though, to push people past their limitations. I want to push people past the ideas & attitudes of others that they hold so dear, onto so tightly that they cannot see their own. There are a lot of people saying the same thing and slightly different versions of the same thing for a reason. I don’t know what it is and don’t care to. What I do know and care about is people remaining comfortable and complacent in the ‘same thing’ in the same manner we, as humans, have done over the course of our existence. The ‘same thing’ that leads to dogma, doctrination, discrimination of the negative sort without the discrimination of the discerning sort.
I have the unique ability to see in ways others cannot. Or, more pointedly, in ways others choose not to. I can see through the veils, the stories, the fears, the mirrors, the cloaks, the stuff-n-stuff that holds people back from their potential. I see the essence. It has nothing to do with form, fashion, or finessing of words. When I can see it clearly and they cannot fathom because of those limitations, I, quite frankly, get annoyed. Because of this stuff is so ridiculously simple. Because if you can’t actually practice it, why do you preach it, and hold onto it–that thing–so hard that ?
Let go. Open yourself up. Entirely. It’s not enough to say, “I’ve got an open heart” when the rest of you is shut down and shut out of the simplicity of the mystery of the Universe. You don’t need to ‘figure it out’. There is nothing that needs fixing. Nothing that needs to be rescued or saved. Sure, tools are good. As are crutches. However, when you allow your tool to become the crutch for too long, you forget how to walk on your own!
Breathe. Be. Know. Know thyself and be true. And live fully, openly.