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Praise. Gratitude. Love.

My Teacher/Friend, Adya, is always telling me about her experience in training as a Monk, and one of the techniques she learned involved repeating:

“Praise. Gratitude. Love.”

When I first saw the statue of the Blessed Mother at St. Patrick’s Cathedral in New York City, my eyes immediately filled with tears because in that moment, those were the three words that I felt.

The Blessed Mother is symbolic of Hope for a great many around the world. She has appeared in many different ways and fashions and it is a great honor to share this picture with you. Though it is not the statue that drove me to tears, this one made me smile, so I wish to share that bit with you.

Enjoy.

A Time to Fly: My Thoughts on Why I Hate Religion, But Love Jesus

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Well in just two days, a YouTube video, Why I Hate Religion, But Love Jesus, has taken the world by storm and is garnering a plethora of views. I am curious to see when the hype on this dies down. I mean YouTube also made Kimbo Slice and Dada 5000 stars.

Anyway, I liked the video, I think YouTuber, bball1989, made some good points. Others thought so as well because it was amazing to watch the number of likes and dislikes both grow while I watched the thing. I also liked a number of response videos, in particular, Why I Dislike Your Poem, But Love Jesus. It was curious to see how many dislikes the response video had as opposed to likes. If you really listened to the responder, he merely pointed out some contradictions in the original argument.

Which leads me to ask the question:

For there to be healthy discourse, shouldn’t there be different views?

Where I do stand in this? While it’d be a cheap way to make a video and get some hits to my fledgling YouTube account, I think it’s all cool how they got it going on already. I personally don’t think Religion is the whole answer, I believe that Jesus is the Man, and choke other Avatars were pretty awesome and so forth and also had some wonderful things to say about God and their experiences with Him. I guess that’s where I stand in this space as I currently Occupy the Spirit.

From my experience in life, so, so, so many times, I have felt like a free agent being recruited by both sides. I have had recent encounters where I was conscious of the Devil Consciousness, of Lost Souls, and so forth and even more so does the free agent experiences of the past ring even louder for me and I’ll leave to a classic from the Goodie Mob courtesy of Cee-Lo Green:

“A trip to your Soul is the only way to learn.”

I so totally agree, as the trip along The Dark Night of the Soul, through the space of the spiritual crisis, time and time again, what’s helped me the most to find God in All is to choose to listen to the Spirit and walk there. For that is the sole (insert) that allows me to see clearly and know God is always with me. And God doesn’t need Religion to be everywhere, ya know?

Joseph Campbell made the argument that religions only truly work for the founder. I concur man. Jesus was Jewish and yet I’ve encountered many Christians who aren’t too open to our Jewish Brosephs and Sistinas.

I personally don’t think Religion is bad. It is what it is and I know what my relationship with God is. I don’t think anyone else can tell me that nor should any ideology limit that relationship. To be One with God is to be One always.

I do believe in much of the wisdom that is written in the Bible, Isaiah Chapter 2: 1-5 (2:3 – He will teach us his ways, so that we may walk in his paths). That entire section spoke to me so much because it talks of a time of peace, as we each walk along the “Paths” that God laid for us. I like that “Paths” is plural as it points out that there are more than one way up the mountain. I think sometimes Religion loses sight of that. And Jesus certainly didn’t. He did after all teach of the Good Samaritan and talked people down from stoning a woman who sinned. #I’mJustSayin’

I think this video will fade into a Future VH1 show: I Love 2012, and we’ll laugh at the jokes at whoever the pop-culture people world casts in that edition. Oh wait, that’s right, the world’s ending this year. Scratch that last line…

A Time to Fly: The End of the World or To End in Peace

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As 2012 unravels, the big ball of string that is the End of the Mayan Calendar and the possible End of the World [or oooh, my favorite and the Zombie Apocalypse] will be interesting to watch.

But doesn’t it seem like we go through one of these scares or events every decade…

I was born in 1980, and from the ole Google Search, I learned that talk of Armageddon was going on back then. I was too young to remember, shoot, I wasn’t even born when the predictions were made so I won’t expand much there but it fits with my every ten years hypothesis/thought experiment so I’m going to roll with it.

End of Times talk and fear was rampant during the End of the Cold War, I was old enough to pick up on that, I may not have understood it but I could feel that the events had gravity too them. I remember things like the Fall of the Berlin Wall in 1989, the Protests of Tiananmen Square that same year, and then there was Desert Storm and I felt the fear, the frenzy that came from watching on television, images of the first bombs, the planes, the correspondents, this was my first conscious experience of war in this plane of existence so it stood out. I also remember the collectible trading cards that came out during that time too. Any way to make a buck eh? And that seemed odd to me.

In the 90′s, I was basically emo minus the long hair, I played basketball, and I listened to rap music. Or maybe I wasn’t emo and just a teenager…

At the time, I felt misunderstood, which after counseling/mentoring a number of teens since, I can see how I didn’t understand myself so how could I expect anyone else to relate? And I just needed something to relate to me. And rap music did that for me. And things that made my Inner Child believe in magic but that’s another story.

The charged emotion of the beats, the sound of the voices, the feelings I felt that summed up a life I couldn’t understand in the body came out in the music, the experience. I felt like I was relating and that’s illogical right? Or is it? Do not we all feel?. They were the poets, the storytellers, the social commentators much as I find myself doing and growing into on my own path. I think we’re all rappers, telling the stories of our lives, trying to understand the world by putting words to it. And I think that’s cool. If you’re going to understand life, shouldn’t you strive to know about your own?

As the 90′s unfolded and were to become the millienia, it built up to Y2K, where everything was supposed to shut down, the aliens were supposed to return, and all of that. Nobody knew what would happen. But low and behold, we had the computer programmers working it out. Pretty cool, huh? They didn’t wield swords or wands but they wielded their skills and magic, saved the system from crashing and then the Geeks continued to roll out more cool things to help and connect us. To maybe finally come together.

Psych! Of course not, not for us, humanity, we had to find our next End of the World fix…

And when 9/11 happened, well, that really felt like it for many, especially to collective psyche of America. I remember getting an early call, crowding into a dorm room on my floor and man, if it did not seem like this generation’s version of the Attack on Pearl Harbor. It was shocking, unbelievable, and as the news, the reports surfaced maybe there was more that could have been done by different parties to prevent it, but regardless, the event really happened and it shook us all, all of humanity.

I’d watch as President Bush became the first President to have both the record high and low approval ratings, which is apparently becoming a trend as President Obama is experiencing the swings himself. But well, that’s the President, it comes with the job right? He [or she in the future] should be able to take it, run with the ball and make our lives better. Forget that there are elements of Congress that can make or break policy but #i’mjustsayin’ and besides, we have to get back to the End of the World in 2012 [Pssh, focus JMAW]!.

Yeah, 2012! Woo, it’s like a spiritual new age conspiracy theorist’s wet dream and man, I’ve been hearing about 2012 ever since, ever since. You can’t help but see the books when you’re making your way through the New Age and Spiritual sections of bookstores and libraries attempting to find an answer to your spiritual crisis and learn about healing after all… And with titles that have End of the World and End of this, that, and otherwise, how could you not browse one. I know. I know! I had a choice not to read them, but still Spirit, I’ve been bombarded by this propaganda forever ways sideways! and some of the people are so charismatic, their believe so sound, how could it not be worth a look?

Then I started getting the nudges, the slaps from the Universe to live in the Present, to do the spiritual work, to answering the calling. The Spirit spoke. I ignored and the Apocalypse, my version of it, happened a few times in many different ways, but the really big grand chaotic symphony hit me in 2010 [Every ten years, I tell you!!!]. So I prayed. I meditated. I had no answers but it’s the only thing that made me feel better. And I met others, who experienced their lives falling apart. Who felt there was something else out there, there had to be.

And if there was, I was going to find it!

I went on a walkabout, a vision quest, a you-know-what-it-really-was? I just finally answered a call. A Call to Love. And as I looked at the pieces of my life, the micro-system and see it reflected what was unfolding in the macro-system of this shared life around me, I saw it as an intricate system and my world would become what I focused on it. My fears certainly came true because of my energy. So did what I loved but I was so gripped by fear. Because Love, it was, too natural…

Too easy. No, way too easy, that’s what I always saw anyway, that the Heart would not lie, that Love was the way, but I couldn’t have felt that, I couldn’t just say that. No, it’s got to be this job, no, wait, it’s got to be that relationship. Bah!

Trust your Intuition, combine it with the pieces you see from Past and Present and see how where you place your energy, Love or Fear, you get experiences that mirror. Then step back and think how if everyone is experiencing the same thing, aren’t we co-creating this whole ride?

Accept that it’s okay to be wrong about Fear, that it’s not the only way, and let go of this fatalistic obsession of self-sabotage that doesn’t result in the gigantic end of the world but ends the things that impact us the most with our families, our communities, our jobs, our individual worlds that we walk. I think the world can end two ways, with a Bang or with surrender to Life being, well, Life. We’ve been banging at it for awhile, why not try the alternative?

Might lead to Peace. Inner Peace.

A Time to Fly: Just a Blog

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I don’t often just blog. There’s always something deeper, either seeking to understand an experience or a point I am being guided to make about what I learned. And yet, where does fun lie in it all? Why can’t I just write yay, yah, yippee [Isn't that what Twitter is for]?

“When I first met you, your hair was short, and now. Well, my Dear-uh, now it’s past your collar.” ~Adya

She was remarking on how much I have transformed since she met me, but a year ago. The Simple Voice was born five years ago [not really in the grand scheme of things but in this shared human experience and timeline].

[See even when I try to just flow...] I can see already that this entry is going somewhere and that’s just it. It has. When I began this chapter of my life, I remember telling the Universe, “I’m going to live my dream, whatever that is.” I stepped into the unknown for the first time in many years. A move which at the time seemed crazy, I had a job that would have sent me to Graduate School, I had six years in a field, established myself, and there were tons of opportunities to grow. But my Soul, it wanted to stretch.

I had long written since I was but a child and with the advent of blogging, it was only a matter of time before I stumbled upon the then ‘new’ form of expression.

When I first began this, I was in the world of politics and wrote some commentaries. Much like many of the other things in life that I set out to do, led me to spirituality. Funny how we can turn off the Path only to be led back on it, eh? Makes me wonder if there’s such a thing as being off path or is it that we just might not be in tune enough to see, listen, and feel that wherever we are, is exactly where we are meant to be?

As I write, far removed from that life, that world, I’d not have dreamed that I’d write so much in my life and that I would be writing about spirituality, The Spirit, God, Love, Healing, and Inner Growth, as much as I have. I never dreamed that I’d spend a year of my life working as a Hawaii Psychic in the jungle of energy that is Waikiki. It’s laughable in every single way because even in college, I was into spirituality and majored in Religion because that’s the ‘stuff’ I enjoyed.

[The Spirit is funny. So funny. When I prepped my social media/web content development addition to my resume, even that, that led me back here.]

The Simple Voice has never been just a blog. It’s been an extension of my entire being, how I found my Self, by finding my Voice, the Voice of my Heart, that’s linked to the Spirit, to the Infinite, to God, to Love. It helped me to write. It helped me to remember because so often do we forget. And it showed me that as much as I didn’t want to listen, it was always there. Just as its still there for each of us, we need only take the time to feel it all around.

Last night, I put together, from beginning to the end, Adventures in Urban Mysticism because while the Adventure continues, it is Now A Time to Fly. As I re-read many of the experiences, I see how valuable a compilation it actually is. And it’s a book length. Crazy, I do like twenty plus drafts of A Call to Love [that's the movie script Buddy] and without knowing it, I wrote a book. And I loved every minute of it because I love to write.

Doing what I love, that’s what living my dream, whatever that was. And it’s taught me so much, helped me to grow in so many ways.

As I have documented my own healing, my own being just a step or few ahead of others, I’ve not only left bread crumbs along the Journey, I’ve outlined the fullness of humanity. So many of the books I read, so many of things out there, glossed over the struggles. They were probably there but I needed to live them myself in order to understand this burning expression that’s been gnawing at me since I was a child to share.

As much as I wanted to gloss over the struggle in life, I could not escape sharing because I guess I always knew it was a part of my own Soul’s Purpose. To live a full life, to see it from many different angles, and share that with anyone looking to do the same. It’s important to share because I have long felt people feel like they can’t be like spiritual leaders, masters, avatars, and so on.

I don’t claim to be any of that. But I do confess to being a man with a Soul, a Human+Being just like Jesus and Buddha, the Dalai Lama, Mother Teresa, Yogananda, Sri Ramakrishna, Muhammad, Baha’u'llah, Joan of Arc, and so many others like all of the people I have had the chance to serve in this life and like all of you reading.

This has documented my healing, my transformation and will continue to do so because conscious growth is endless. And I believe we are all ready to transform. 2012 is not the End we think, it is a new beginning.

A Time to Fly: A Case for Honesty

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I’m not perfect.

Far from. I’ve made mistakes, I’ve omitted, I’ve rationalized as to deceive myself. I’ve told white lies and have lied in the past. Maybe this is me coming clean. I forgive myself for not loving myself enough and not respecting others enough to be forthright when I needed. It was where I was at in my Journey at that time. And who knows what life will bring me from this point on. The X-Man Cable wasn’t seeing clearly when it came to rescuing his Daughter, Hope, during many of the X-Force/Cable crossover (and even still in X-Sanction), life throws us curves, you know. Which is why…

I also realize it’s just an experience so I won’t hold it against someone if they do it. Now that’s not me saying, okay Universe, let there be lies. It’s just that I have to practice what I preach and we are all in our own Journey, doing what needs to be done and we’re all growing.

I write about this today because I’ve had a few occasions of being spoken to and getting the impression I was being lied to. In one ongoing situation, with a gentlemen who came to me when I did my work as a Hawaii Psychic in Waikiki last year, and he really he wanted a life coach, I reached my camel’s back breaking point with this Dude and was super pissed for a few reasons. Like if steam could come out of my ears, it was there. In that last instance, as we talked, I wanted to be there to help this person but he was lying to himself, lying to me, making all sorts of inappropriate comments, etc. and yeah, not a pretty picture.

I was going to cut all my ties before that with this man but I was guided to go and have this last conversation. As I did, I looked at him in his eyes and it was like a little voice peeped up:

“He’s lying.”

“Truth.”

“Lie.”

“He’s afraid.”

It was an odd experience to say the least and I don’t open up much about it and I haven’t always had to use it. Our Intuitive Abilities are like that, waiting in the wings to be used as needed and in times when we need protection, they kick in as well (pretty cool inner guidance system if you ask me!). Today it piped up because it happened to me again and like most things in life, it came when I least expected.

This time it was a friend and I gave him a few opportunities to come clean, in fact I wanted to doubt the Voice as it spoke up and sure enough, I got the confirmation in the simplest of mistakes. I laughed and left because I wasn’t about to challenge it. I trusted my feeling, it’s the only thing that doesn’t lie. I have a long way to go in the Journey still but I learned that much thus far, trust the feeling because it’s the only thing that’s real as we all have them, and we can all relate because of the energy that comes with the feelings

As I ‘looked’ at the situation in the ether, I saw that he was just doing what he had to and wasn’t trying to hurt anyone. I didn’t take it personal but I was taken back and upon reflection, that’s where I even further realized he was where he was at, just like the rest of us, doing the best in that moment, that he could in his Journey.

And I can’t fault another for that. Our Hearts are good, I truly believe that because the Heart is where we feel Love in its fullest. He has a good Heart and Lord knows I’ve tried to be better each day without hurting others. So I tabled the record my Ego wanted to put on blast because there’s no point in getting caught up in someone else’s stuff and it didn’t hurt me. In the past, something like that might have derailed my whole trip but today, well, I’ve no time for creating drama like that and in the grand scheme of things is inconsequential and at best, it taught me, made me gentler and more understanding. Who would’ve thought a lie could do that?

So with that, I love you Homie (plus the other Dude I mentioned), I forgive you, and release you to Spirit. Just I as Love, forgive, and release myself more and more each day.

Man, it feels good to release. Like I’m lighter, like, I’m really right there, about to fly. Now, let’s see about some wings eh? I already have a falcon and Death’s wings on my arm, hmmm…

A Time to Fly: Adventures in Urban Mysticism/Closing Time…

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Closing Time, by alternative rock group Semisonic, resonates for me often when I take a step into the unknown. I’m a little lazy to search but I may have one or two or three other blogs entitled the same [minus the awesome Adventures in Urban Mysticism] way. Anyhow, it was closing time for my chapter at the Tree, the Enchanted Banyan, where I did Psychic Readings in Waikiki and I had the chance to read and interact with over 1,000 people last year.

I thought leaving would signal an end to the mystical in my life. Then I got bumrushed by all kines of Dark energy in the last few weeks. A man told me earlier, you’ll know the end of the fireworks show because they all happen at once. And I got swung at left and right until I stepped back to realize that I was encountering consciousness that echoed of the Seven Deadly Sins. When I recognized this, found the humor in my Catholic upbringing, I made a list and asked for the Seven Heavenly Virtues, and sure enough it dissolved.

My Teacher often tells me that I go through things so I can help others later. I [little ole' me] thought it was just dealing with emotions and finding a way to enjoy the simplicity. I’d no idea how much ‘stuff’ is actually out there relating to the Intuitive and Psychic realms and how many people are being directed to go within and unite with their Spirit. I didn’t want to for a long time but it’s who I am and well, I’m happy to be that guy, because again, it’s who I am.

I was visited by Three Maidens that night, young women who had a few questions and one was driven to tears regarding love and self-worth. Another commented on not being good at anything but hula [I was like how awesome is that!!!] and the other expressed sometimes worry got the best of her. But in them all I saw hope, I saw great light, I saw the best. Perhaps because if I could walk through the Dark, see I was a part of it and that there was no harm to ‘Shine Yo’ Light!’ I know, I believe anyone else can. They left with a “thank you,” a “that changed my life,” and “I felt something happy when I shook his hand.”

I’ve had many doubts. I once lived solely from Fear. I still have my moments but just today I got a nudge to look beyond just surviving from a connection via synchronicity and I realized it’s time for me to fly [Ahem, have you not been writing A Time to Fly?]. The night came to close and as I was closing, I heard ‘one more.’ I did that reading and that was a wrap, I rapped out with a young Australian woman who was dreaming of becoming an actress and I said:

You’re a star in your own life…

I thought for a moment how it was the last time I’d say those words [in that setting you silly dog you]. There was a bit of a sadness at the unknown and at thinking who I may be closing off to by not being there. But I checked the sadness and knew I was only as good as I felt and I didn’t feel so good there anymore. It was good, it was real, and it was pau. And unlike other experiences I’d outgrown in my life (jobs, relationships, etc.), I walked away before it caused pain to myself and others when I overstayed. Of that I am proud because it shows I’ve grown.

As I closed up, I saw a woman on a bench smoking a cigarette. She had a light about her and we wished one another Happy New Year. It was the end of the year after all. She asked if I had a card and I passed it on, expressed it was my last night.

Woman: Where you going? What are you going to do?

JMAW: No idea. And this time, I’m not afraid. I hear my mind going but shoot, I didn’t know how I was going to do a great many things but it all worked out.

We chatted back and forth and we ended up speaking about God. She told me she was a Prostitute and she almost died a few months back. She’s doing what she needs to survive and she said her Heart was with God. As I looked at this woman, removed the roles and the label, I saw another Soul, on the Journey, just as I, doing the best that she could at this time.

I listened to her for some time, oftentimes I find that’s what people need most from me. As much as I can chat, I’ve always wanted to be the Listener [Adya dubbed me that a few weeks ago, self high-five!]. As much as I enjoy sharing things and get passionate, I love to hear and learn about others and their stories, their own Journeys.

JMAW: You’re an Angel you know? (My Inner Adya speaking up)

Woman: You’re one of the handful to tell me that…

She talked about the Curse of the Lottery, having so much and being truly tested and that the plan was to keep finding and trusting God. That’s Faith.

To me, as we say in Hawaii, Aloha ke Akua, God is Love, and it’s an experience that can only be felt. I felt it everywhere I’ve been over the last few years, from my home across my country twice, and in seeing it from mirrors, over a thousand of them, from around the world [and some other dimensions fo'sho] this last year alone, and who knows how many in my entire life. I can see that because I’ve found Love within me. And you know, that to me, that right there is winning the lottery. I always wanted love and to be loved. I always put that on others but I had to find it within my own being first.

Woman: You know, the Devil is out there, and for the Devil to come at one of God’s Angels, you know you’re on the right track because that’s the prize.

From when I was in the end of my last relationship, I could see that nasty consciousness lash out, and I hurt because I knew it wasn’t my Heart, but I was so far from it. As I did my walkabout, I felt like a free agent being recruited by both sides. I realize, I was tending to my own spiritual wound, one that runs far deeper than just this body and it’s taken lifetimes to arrive here…

I’ve been waiting for awhile for an ending that did A Call to Love justice. As much as I am of Spirit, I am a human and I get to play with those nuances and well, A Call to Love, did not feel complete.

As I looked at that woman, doing what she did and I realized fully that we each have our own paths and lives, and that really is okay. I finally felt released. I don’t know how I’ll pay for certain things. But I don’t care. I’ll be provided for. I don’t know what’s next, but that’s okay, I never did and trying to predict just set up disappointment by expectation.

I always have survived you know? As long as we’re alive, we’re in some way surviving and have an opportunity to heal the spiritual would, endure the Dark Night of the Soul.

And well, now, the Adventures in Urban Mysticism have been real, they’ve been fun, but now it’s A Time To Fly!!!

A Time to Fly: Embrace the Love

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There’s some truly Dark levels of experience out there. In no way do I doubt that. But I address that we don’t need to linger in there or feel powerless because of it. The Ego will trap and hold us down not because it wants to, but because the certainty of Fear and the addiction of beating ourselves up is comforting in that it is known, it is so familiar, it’s easier to allow Dark than it is to shine Light.

Love may be our birthright, but our world is set up in a way to refute it at every turn. That’s why fighting to see the Light aspects of life and not to the let darkened lens forever dim our outlook is so important.

Life is uncertain but that does not meant that we have to hate it.

It does not mean that we must hate ourselves.

Our Souls are on a Journey and in going through the Journey, we learn more and more about who we really are. I truly believe incorporating a spiritual view, in however it works for each of us, can help to transcend the damages live brings to the psyche. In the beginning, that damage comes from our own willingness to love and the inability to understand the situations where we are abused. This often roots deep in childhood and it takes lifetimes of the Soul to move beyond because after awhile, we end up accepting the abuse, the limiting beliefs that get engrained within us as our reality. We continue to perpetuate ‘crimes’ against ourselves and the Ego’s hold becomes so strong, it finds more and more ways to tell the story of Victimhood.

I know young man, who was a client, who is convinced the world will lead to famine, despair, and war. He nicknamed himself, Doomsday, he tells me over and over he comes from Dark, and the Light doesn’t know, and that I’ve forgotten. He’s so locked into his story he can’t see anything but what he believes. He’s a strong force and though he told me that I make him question some of his thoughts, his energy makes me question. And while I question, I cannot, I will not accept his accounts as reality, because his reality is not mine. His issues are not mine. I need not be swayed and doubt all the Love I see everywhere because someone else does not allow it.

Because that’s not Faith.

Faith is without question. On one level are there some really atrocious things out there. Yes. But can we really agree on what is good and bad. No. Not at all because we all have vastly different views. This young man tells me I have a “Universe is Perfect Theory.” I don’t think in terms or perfection, I think in terms of balance and when I say things are okay, they work out, it’s because I don’t fight it so much these days. I can only change how I feel, I cannot change another, nor can I change the events that are unfolding that are beyond my control.

We cannot prove or disprove that what happened is meant to be or supposed to. It’s just what is. If we spend our time and energy hating on God or a Creator or not seeing a need for Love by looking at all the negative then what the heck are we in life for it? Even our science has shown us both sides, that we will destroy should we continue to do so and that the world is replenishing itself despite our advances to kill it. The world, Nature, is naturally balancing, returning to a state of well-being, it’s healing despite what we do…

There’s a whole lot of hate out there. The hippies were on to something but then their extreme didn’t add up. I think my life has shown me different things so that I could see how important it is to be able to mediate for my own life, look at it from both sides and come to a firm place in what I belief. Not because it’s better than anything else, but because when each of us can arrive to the middle, then we can be clear and see life as truly intricate, beyond words, and amazing as it is.

We will argue until we die and then those who come will argue even more. We have evidence of that. We need not curse it. It’s all a part of the experience. The propaganda of the the End of World has been thrown around since the dawn of time. Sooner or later we could make that happen. Or maybe we won’t. For many, that already is present. Or it happened already.

Whatever the End of the World is for each of us, it’s definitely an experience but like any great movie, you can’t predict the end or know the story until you’ve seen it all And if sh!t hits the fan, then we have to pick up the pieces, we can’t spend our lives waiting for that, preparing for it. I don’t care what anyone says about stocking up on canned goods, because if the end of the world as per these predictions happen, none of us will be prepared because the change that takes place will hurt us deeper than some canned goods will allow. The hurt that will be realized is that we caused it collectively. And that to me, that’s why I push even more to share with others that we can live healthier.

We may still be able to ‘save this world.’ I believe in that.

We may not be be able to ‘save the world’ from going on a path of destruction. I am aware of that.

But whatever happens, it happens, so why question, what’s not yet arrived. We cannot continue to fight life. We don’t have to fight it. If anything, fight for your smile, fight for your Heart to not be consumed by the Fear, the Hate, the Misery that the individual and our collective Ego is so addicted to because it is known.

We have the ability to have amazing lives regardless of our circumstance. We need only listen, we need only let go. We must allow.

This young man, he tells me he sees me in the future, mad about things and on some council as we rebuild.

If anything, I’m mad now. I’m mad that we as a people forget so quickly. That as much evidence as we have to create good things, we buy into the bullsh!t that the Fearmongers sell. If we live our lives on the what-if’s then it’s a hollow life, an empty life, a life that will be lost all to quickly, and if we each look at our individual lives honestly, we can see how those losses piled up, not because the system is against us, but because of our own addiction to misery and being averse to the fact that Pain, that Dark, is just a part of life and it is necessary.

I might never change the world and that’s okay.

But I’m going to change myself as much as I can, I’m going to find a way to find the Love in every experience. The young man tells me I need a reason. I know my reason, it’s always been family. It’s always been about healing. I don’t need any other reason as there’s too much to process it’s just overwhelming. But to simplify I can step back, remind myself, I’m on a Journey and to find the Love, because I promise, I guarantee, as the story unfolds, we can find it if we allow it.

So embrace what’s ours. The only person that can do that for you is you so stop beating yourself up. There’s no point to it. Dark only has power if we believe it does.

Time to Fly: Holy The World is Not Going to End Batman!!!

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Holy Chaos and Destruction Batman!!!

Is this the end of our Dynamic Duo? Could it be that the Apocalypse is descending upon us… AAAAAaaaayahhhhhh!

Find out next… STOP!!!

Okay, real talk. The world is not going to end. If anything, life as we know it will change, but what’s new about that? Doesn’t life change in a moment anyway? Don’t unexpected things come up whether we are “prepared” or not? And if sh!t gets “real” and bombs are flying over our heads, why don’t we deal with it then? Why live in our underground shelters Now.

Personally, I’d rather be in the group that deals with it, whatever it is, when it arrives than in the group that is saying, “see, told ya Zombie Apocalypse, you should have gotten that shotgun.” And if you’re in that other group, that’s fine. We all have to be who we are, I just think enough other views are expressed so I will express the view of Operation Freedom of the Heart/Occupy the Spirit.

I might do Psychic work but I don’t know anymore than any one else if the Apocalypse is truly unfolding. I’ve seen many Psychics, Spiritual Teachers, Guides, so on and so forth and I get everything from extreme good and extreme bad in the forecast. From my own “spiritual” aka “understanding the meaning of my life” studies, this is what I deduce, our lives unfold according to where our awareness is pointed. I’ve had Psychics/All of the Above tell me things that came true and things that didn’t. And the determining factor through it all… me.

Where I focused, that’s what my world became.

So if enough of us focus on chaos, death, and destruction, we’ll find more and more of it even though sunshine and rainbows and smiling babies share the space. If enough of us only seek out what our leaders are doing wrong, which even if 85% is foul, we’ll fail to see the good that is there, because there’s alot of good out there that they do. And regardless of what is happening beyond our control, we still control over improving the quality of our own life experience.

As we create our experiences, we ride a roller coaster through many levels of consciousness, which my crazy Gemini self can move through quite effectively, many times a day. And that being said, having lived extremes, I see the folly in the extreme. It’s silly. It’s draining. The extreme is what’s causing us to suffer because of the natural pain that exists being in the body. Pain has nothing to do with Love, Hate, Joy, or Fear. Pain just is and the suffering comes from our inability to be spiritual and grounded. And if anyone can talk on that, it’s me (See crazy Gemini statement above).

Is it all Love? Yes, but Love embodies Pain and Perseverance and without those aspects of Love, the sweetness of it wouldn’t be as full of being stoked-ness as it is. I know that last bit doesn’t make a lick of sense, but in my world, stoked-ness is awesome, and who’s life is it anyway?

Is it all God? Yes, a massively expansive version of God without limits. But in my feeling, Yes, and God, like the Universe is still creating new things and replenishing the Earth (and aspects of our lives when we allow). And if we focus on crap, we’ll get more of it, that’s how giving the Universe and Life is, it gives us exactly what we want and what we focus on.

Either way, the word that one chooses to describe Life, God, Love, Universe, whatever, it’s describing a connection point, a place to tune into, that we can only find because we already have it within.

And right next to Love sits Hate/Fear in the passenger seat, with other characters along for the ride wherever we are. Right beside our Inner Angel watching UFC and Dancing with the Stars is our Inner Devil. That’s just Life and I think balance is allowing all to co-exist without judgment because we’ll have a whole slew of emotions and feelings that arise so long as the Spirit is living in the Body.

I write this because for whatever inane reason, we learn by getting burned and I have to express that getting burned from my focus on the Fear Consciousness I lived from in the past, is just not worth. And I’m tired.

And I think many others are tired as well. So let’s take a stand. Get off that street corner with protest and hate, go high-fiver a tree, go and really hug your loved ones, go draw, breathe, have fun. Read a comic book. I don’t know, whatever you deem fun. The Psyche gets enough overload of not-fun so why not add some fun to the recipe. Life is short. I guarantee the Soul when it exits will say: Dang! Why’d I learn the lessons through extremes. How can I guarantee that? Because I realize I Occupy the Spirit when I choose and when I sit there, I see how fulfilling life can be wherever I am and that’s it a choice not to be there, and when I choose that, I see the meaningless everywhere. It is Beauty, it is Chaos. It’s all there, depends where you’re looking.

And in terms of global equality and economy. Is it really that bad if we have parity in the world? Is there not enough to go around? Because a company made 1 billion and not 1.5, was it really a horrible year?

I’m just saying…

Note: That’s the Damien version of Robin pictured above and he wouldn’t say the Holy yada yada bit.

Time to Fly: Don’t Give Up, Don’t Ever Give Up!

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“Cancer can take away all of my physical abilities. It cannot touch my mind, it cannot touch my heart, and it cannot touch my soul.” ~ Quote by Jim Valvano

Jim Valvano, or Jimmy V., was an NCAA Basketball Division I Coach at North Carolina State. Jimmy V. and his 1983 NC State team defied the odds, ran the table and left as the NCAA Tournament Champions. Ten years later, Jimmy V. would give a speech while winning an ESPY Award on ESPN, that moved many to tears, and cemented the man’s legacy (imo) forever because of his passion that came through. Jimmy V. died eight weeks later from cancer.

Cancer is a mofo. Both of my Grandfathers, first Papa, then Old, succumbed to cancer. Their deaths were at opposite ends of a big portion of my spiritual journey. Papa’s death shook me because man, I’d already seen so much death around me but it was the first time that I could really see how hard it hit my family.

As a child, the deaths in the family I didn’t quite get, as I grew older, I watched as friends my age died, and at times even those younger, (even experiencing a miscarriage with an ex-girlfriend). Death is everywhere and I write often about Death because it’s an important theme in Life, in many ways, I think Death is what Life’s really about.

Old would die in the middle of last year, just a year and half ago, the defining moment, the exclamation point on a big part of my life dying. To finally address and diagnose I was in spiritual crisis, to get on my knees and with a sincere Heart, cry out to God because I didn’t know what else to do.

It was the lay off for the fourth time that became the Death of my view on fitting in the system just because didn’t work for me, that started that July off. It’d roll in with Old getting sick and getting the call from my Dad about coming home. Seeing him for the last time meant so much, shaking his hand even more. I can’t express how much these memories mean because as he was exiting, little did I know that my life, along really, truly walking my Path was just beginning.

When I came home, my girlfriend, with whom I had spent a year building a home, broke up with me. The next day Old died. I was devastated. I have written about this in the past, I know. But I bring it up because after walking through the long, dark tunnel, having oftentimes begrudgingly accepted that Life has a plan, and I’m merely flowing with it, I finally feel like I’m at the light at the end of the tunnel.

And what does that mean? Well, I’ll be honest, it’s one chapter ends, another begins, now I’m walking down another tunnel. This one has better lighting, it’s been repaved, and the flow of traffic is much better, but it’s still a tunnel.

Dude, I’ve wanted to quit this spiritual work so much. I’m just being honest. But trusting it, has given me so much more. I am glad I lived by Jimmy V’s words because I never gave up in believing that there had to be a better, healthier way for me to live.

I write this because I meet so many people, people who want hope, who need help, who’ve given up, of all ages from around the world. I’m living proof that if we give ourselves time to heal, we can emerge much stronger and appreciate the scars we acquired in the process. And it’s cool because I see so many people who’ve benefited from what I had been through, because I could relate, I could feel them and if anything, I was able to help them feel not so alone. The only way I could do that is because of what I believe: we are never Alone, God is always walking with us, taking each step and expressing with each breath, through us.

Everyone has their own timeline, own life, and that’s cool. It’s your pace. But if I could stress one thing, don’t ever give up on You, on believing you can live a better life and working toward understanding what that means to you. That’s all that matters really. No one wants to live another person’s life nor should they. The only life we can live is our own. And stars sparkle at night because we sparkle you know?

At some point, I’ll have another Death, probably many before my physical departure, but you know what, that’s cool, having walked through what was the apocalypse of my psyche, I trust the Spirit will show me what’s up.

I’d like to thank all my family, my friends, those who’ve come before and those yet to come. We’re all in this fishbowl together and I pray we “don’t give up, don’t ever up” because we can have a healthier world if keep on walking. Protest is good but instead of Occupy Wall Street, why not Occupy Consciousness. Our lives are not ending in chaos, the world is not erupting in destruction, if anything, awareness, a more conscious approach to living will show that it’s changing. And change is a good thing. Anger will only get us so far. We’ve grown tired of that. Lets rebuild, let’s create in love and gratitude. Appreciate the little things before they are gone because this all passes. It’s all too quick…

Many blessings. Take it one breath, one moment, one step at a time. You’ll get to that light and don’t trip at the next tunnel. It’s just life. And life is just temporary.

Time to Fly: To Be Seen Clearly

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To be seen clearly and honestly by another Human while the Soul does it’s stroll through this plane of existence is a beautiful thing, particularly while weathering the Dark Night of the Soul.

Our Souls are here to live and experience life fully. Either way we get the lesson. Listen to those who have come before as they near the closing times of their lives and share the knowledge gained their experience. Pay close attention to what is communicated because there are keys there, the same knowledge can be found in many texts as the core of it, how Life Explained and undressed from each is really what it’s about: putting the pieces of our lives together and understanding.

Whatever we collectively choose shall take us to the place we need to be in our lives. Whether that means standing tall and filled with love and gratitude for this miracle of life, of being, or whether that means being brought to our knees, either way, individually we get the lesson, and collectively the world will get the lesson. We are at a crossroads in the experience of our collective consciousness and I believe the Earth, our home is vibrating in a way to show us that.

This is exciting because it means great change is upon us. Better in my opinion to err on the side of love and excitement, be filled with joy rather than fear and horror. Whatever our level consciousness is vibrating at, so will be our experience.

I don’t believe 2012 will be chaos. I don’t believe the “veil parting” will mean insanity, that the mass exodus from Plato’s Cave will mean doom. Man has been talking about the End of the World since it began. I think it’s because we’re in a rush to get to what’s next. Don’t worry, that will come. The Journey will take us.

I believe that we are destined to realize our choice between greatness and mediocrity. What is it that you shall choose? Why is it that you shall choose it? Whatever it is, be who you are, who only you can and are meant to be.

I see the “best” sitting next to the “worst” every day, in it all because I have allowed myself to know the Light and Dark, the Good and the Bad in myself, I have accepted my Humanity needs my Spirit and that my Spirit loves my Humanity. In not judging what unfolds, not resisting the natural Flow life gives, I am realizing more and more consciously what my Being already knows:

We are here to fly, we are not meant to crawl.

Thank you! THX! Hallelujah!