Friday, 2 July 2010


Human beings maintain their sense of identity or 'live' by illusions. So clever manipulators provide them and seek to control the market. Except that it teaches an entirely false set of values that works against our health, wealth and happiness.
Real arms control would not be a matter of cold war type thaw - but a realisation and application of wisdom.
Weapons make shields and counter weapons - communication breakdown; it's always the same.
Distraction, disinformation and effective mindcontrol can take socially acceptable or illegal forms - yet the underlying motives are the same; to get for yourself - (or your group) - the specialness or self validation that feeds your privately held desire.

The information age will be our most short lived epoch - yet significant as the transition from a private mental intent presented as to be more or less acceptable or more or less demanding, (depending on the current power balances), to an awakening desire for truth - and therefore a heart-centric approach that releases the blinkers, filters and blocks which actively undermine the experience and appreciation of communion, trust and creative endeavour.

Why would I suggest this? Because the abuse of our channels of communication for manipulative ends makes sickness - and that sickness will in time fruit an utter distrust and incapacity to participate in soul-less illusions that are without fulfillment.

So though the intensity level can be increased for a short term effect - it only exposes the program further.

Interrelatedness and interdependency are the way of life. The ego spin of being a power in our own right is a self illusion that costs the Earth.

The internet can be used to manipulate, control or get advantage over others - but to do so sets up the very scenario that cripples it of its innate capacity to share information.

When the mind that poisons everything it touches is found to be a mentality we engage by subscription, then not feeding it will emerge as the active wisdom. Those who choose and learn the way of 'not feeding the troll' bring forth recognisable traits of helpfulness that share selflessly as an expression of a culture held in common; a spirit of selflessness that works across a range of apparent differences.

A self hurtful mentality draws to it the experience of constraint, limitation and deprivation - the very conditions that must in time force a fundamental re-evaluation - and a change of heart.
To see the value in limiting and constraining the mentality of deception - wherever it expresses - is to begin to starve the war-mind of value and attention.

The position of strength to bring to negotiations - is an honest willingness to receive the worth and value of those you meet. A hidden agenda makes impotent - such that guile and charm and incentive have to be forcefully applied. In a word - war.

How does humanity deescalate insanity?
By taking one step at a time as an expression of sanity.
What is sanity?
Relating to the present as it is.

We need each other for competition, control or domination - but only as proxies for private agendas.
We need each other for sanity - for war kills truth in which the power of the sanctity of life is active.
The wars in the world are reflected symptoms of the war in our self.
It is time for individuals to actively disarm of a hurtful and loveless intent and accept conscious responsibility for life.
I don't mean become defenceless to the hacker or scammer - but defenceless to our own heart.

A trojan is an executable instruction that appears to be something else. Such is the nature of the deception to which we subscribe to in ignorance. It runs as a loop, but is alert to threat such that it creates distraction conflicts or even crashes the system rather than have its true source exposed. It would phish as your own thoughts and use your life for its hosting service.

Discernment, wisdom and trust extended.

Wednesday, 30 June 2010

Grief - 2

It is common for another to say they are sorry for our suffering even when it is not any of their doing. Offering a 'touch' to a sense of one we perceive as hurt. I welcome the touch. I feel the hurt - but I don't seek to soothe it - but rather allow it to rest in me as one with my love. And as such it isn't hurt.

One of the things that came up strong in me while in grief was how others projected their stuff onto me and then acted out their fantasy on me - with expectations that I fit their needs.

Whilst it was easy if I paused, to understand the self defence mechanism at work I none the less felt at times outraged or completely unrelated with. In the former is my unmet desire or need for love - albeit in terms I can accept and understand - and in the latter is a true insight into the surface meaninglessness of much of what passes as currency as human relationship.

We are so unseen in this life - but then are we not ourselves likewise so often too 'busy' to notice and discern each other - until suddenly we cant find each other! We deprive ourselves of love.

I don't believe love is involved in struggle - but when we calm of our preoccupation in struggle, love's nature rises of itself - as the simple truth. And eventually we accept and align with the simple truth rather than fight with reality. At least to find the next step.

But all of us together - humanly - try to 'make a self' in a world that does not and can not last - and do so in ignorance of the love that we are. Searching for our own meanings in shifting and conflicting conditions. 

When love finds its name written in our hearts - we begin to look out upon a different world - from a fresh perspective. Love’s loss - lived humanly - re opened me to love - because it is the loss that I would lose and the love that I will cleave to. 

There is much confusion in the human heart to be healed and this can only come one willing step at a time. We generally don't like living in or through the territory of raw exposure and seek to cover it with a regained sense of self. 

It took me three years or so before I freely came to a sense of willingness to move on. Until I felt it, I trusted myself to be as I was moved to be. I also lost my marriage at the same time. I knew it in my heart - but couldn't let that come out - that took many years of pain and in many ways is a kind of grief that is hard to speak of - losing a beloved one while they are alive.

I wore myself out going round and round the same thoughts, over and over. Seeking love where it was not.
I sense somewhere that that was the point - for me to live this and be changed by having lived so.

All things are known in silence. A fullness that cannot be found from within the noise.
I don't say this as any kind of answer - but simply as a possible direction.

To live each day - to live this day - from even a little willingness for the heart’s blessing to abide and share.
When we neglect or forget to love, we starve ourselves of life.

Tuesday, 29 June 2010

speech crime (BBC News)

When is offence a matter of ego, or hurt feelings - and when is it offensive to the health and wellbeing of society as a whole?

This ought to be something that the relevant authorities concerned - starting with those involved in dispute, their employers, and if all else fails, a judge - ought to be easily able to discern.

Why not? Because a self righteous anti racist culture is setting the agenda. To fall foul of such a culture is to be vilified.

'Otherism' or scapegoatism - UNDER ANY guise or pretext - is undermining of truth - upon which we all utterly depend for sanity and integrity. It accords a negative value or lack of worth to another living soul because of taking offense.

When the offense issues from an emotional outburst arising from a heated exchange, an apology should be sought and accepted if offered - and made a basis of resumed relations. For such offence is the reaction of the hurt, hurting back - and this is hardly the act or intention of someone in their right mind.

To shift social attitudes so as to draw a line that says it is not ok to denigrate others in specific ways that before had been largely socially acceptable - is a step forward. But we cannot then attempt to use the force and the rule of law for controlling speech without nurturing the very conditions that seed hatred.

Externally applied control is a very dangerous tool, for life does not work, or align creatively and constructively, by being controlled - no matter how much force applied - nor how subtle or ingenious our lawmaking.

We need to use proportionate force to uphold and protect ourselves as a society so as to have stability enough in which to learn and grow in our humanity. For education is the dance of relationship in which conditions of trust are established in which blocks to creativity and intelligence are passed beyond and a mutual sense of worth is shared.

Life insults us daily - it does not support our personal plans. We are often frustrated, limited or opposed by every kind of circumstance. Some seem petty and others are devastating to us.

There are times to make a stand and if need be, our Spirit is our treasure, for if we let others cause us to lose our Spirit, we lose all that we are.

Those who do not live in their Spirit are mean-minded and blind to the living soul in others - having only the letter of the law.

The realignment of our society with truth is the adjustment from which all else will follow. If racism - or anythingism - is kept in the dark, suppressed but not undone - then it festers unhealed and continues to control us not only in terms of racism - but in terms of anti racism.

To ‘open a debate’ or to communicate with a purpose of healing rather than of strategic advantage, it is necessary that the notion and nature of speech or thought crime be properly discerned.

When we attack ourselves through the proxy of a scapegoat, we may get some sense of a passing satisfaction, but no one can put their hatred upon another and have it actually out of their own mind thereby! This is truth. But not the whole truth. For hatred is born of hurt, and hurt is born of a fearful sense of self and life. This is where healing can be accepted and conflict undone.

It is the currency of our notions of self and world that we trade as if real, that sets humanity up for a humiliating but ultimately humbling awakening.

To be vigilant for signs of personal attack so as to claim abuse is to feed the monster that sucks dry our Spirit. To attack attackers is surely self defeating.

Yes, we do need to constrain the self (or other) harming as part of a greater process - but that process must arise or extend from a true measure of love and wisdom - or else its just a recycling of history with all the inherent misery and woe wrapped up in a rebranded presentation.

Thanks for your attention


June 29, 2010 at 4:53 am

I lost my 16 year old first born daughter to suicide. 15 years ago.
Loss has come up sharply as a fundamental thread of what I call ‘my life’.
I grieved my daughter – but I was also grieving ‘my life’.
The heart opens in ways that the mind cannot long abide – and yet the story of the mind is not the purity of the loving.
I associate the loving with Soul.
The Soul of me opened through FEELING the love – but the mind subverted that purity by asserting its story – and grabbing my attention in ways I couldn’t altogether be free of.
I didn’t fight anything during the grief – I don’t find fighting to be a way of peace.
Our minds are so entrenched – so in the grip of a willfulness to make sense of everything so that I GET what I need.
But despite the fearfulness of that sort of survival intent, love arose within my life and undid me of my grip.

I might seem whacky – but I feel to discern the gift no matter what the appearance. At least, there is a love of truth in me that prompts and uncovers this willingness in me despite experience of unspeakable hurt.

For a long while the world was simply the footprint of where she had walked. The absence of her light and being. And I had to do whatever I felt I had to do – or leave undone.

I had to let love touch me deeper than I had ever allowed anyone or anything to touch me. Words aren’t going to say much now – I’m not going to be able to say.

We put our love outside ourself and do not recognize where it really is. But you are the love – and the giving is the way you remember. Screaming and stuff can be an act of self love – for if something doesn’t release that limits us unbearably – we need to find any way to find the flow – the being – the life.

It is here – always. I forget this a lot – but I remember it more.
My mind seems to be designed to protect me from sharing love – but I don’t regard that as the truth or nature of Mind itself – but as a sort of complex story of me that once seemed so real and now really doesn’t speak for the love and life I feel graced to share – (yet still have the temptation to usurp or lose by following my own thinking-mind instead of listening in the heart).

I am glad to feel your presence- though a shared sense of loss has touched us both.

In Peace