It’s here. Just hangin’ out, shooting the breeze.
The drama is all on us.
It’s here. Just hangin’ out, shooting the breeze.
The drama is all on us.
We need to be inspired. But inspiration doesn’t come out of flat words. Inspiration comes from legitimate love of truth. Translating that truth into ‘shaking and waking moments’ is an art that doesn’t gift many. In fact, there are few among us who can stir our bones and light up that marrow within us. We saw one of those people last evening at the opening of the Democratic Convention.
We always hope our leaders have that spark that cannot only lead, but can give us a reason to follow. Where fear is the spearhead for many, the true inspiration comes directly through our heart’s complete connection to absolute Love. This Love sends shivers down our spine. Once settled in that root it bursts upward, lighting up the joy sensations along the way, finally reaching our connector to the Divine and showering us in feelings of bliss. This was the experience, last evening, listening to Michelle Obama inspire. When moments like this touch our lives so deeply we must not forget.
Thank you all. Thank you so much. You know, it’s hard to believe that it has been eight years since I first came to this convention to talk with you about why I thought my husband should be president.
Remember how I told you about his character and convictions, his decency and his grace, the traits that we’ve seen every day that he’s served our country in the White House?
I also told you about our daughters, how they are the heart of our hearts, the center of our world. And during our time in the White House, we’ve had the joy of watching them grow from bubbly little girls into poised young women, a journey that started soon after we arrived in Washington.
When they set off for their first day at their new school, I will never forget that winter morning as I watched our girls, just 7 and 10 years old, pile into those black SUVs with all those big men with guns.
And I saw their little faces pressed up against the window, and the only thing I could think was, what have we done?
See, because at that moment I realized that our time in the White House would form the foundation for who they would become and how well we managed this experience could truly make or break them. That is what Barack and I think about every day as we try to guide and protect our girls through the challenges of this unusual life in the spotlight, how we urge them to ignore those who question their father’s citizenship or faith.
How we insist that the hateful language they hear from public figures on TV does not represent the true spirit of this country.
How we explain that when someone is cruel or acts like a bully, you don’t stoop to their level. No, our motto is, when they go low, we go high.
With every word we utter, with every action we take, we know our kids are watching us. We as parents are their most important role models. And let me tell you, Barack and I take that same approach to our jobs as president and first lady because we know that our words and actions matter, not just to our girls, but the children across this country, kids who tell us I saw you on TV, I wrote a report on you for school.
Kids like the little black boy who looked up at my husband, his eyes wide with hope and he wondered, is my hair like yours?
And make no mistake about it, this November when we go to the polls that is what we’re deciding, not Democrat or Republican, not left or right. No, in this election and every election is about who will have the power to shape our children for the next four or eight years of their lives.
And I am here tonight because in this election there is only one person who I trust with that responsibility, only one person who I believe is truly qualified to be president of the United States, and that is our friend Hillary Clinton.
See, I trust Hillary to lead this country because I’ve seen her lifelong devotion to our nation’s children, not just her own daughter, who she has raised to perfection…
…but every child who needs a champion, kids who take the long way to school to avoid the gangs, kids who wonder how they’ll ever afford college, kids whose parents don’t speak a word of English, but dream of a better life, kids who look to us to determine who and what they can be.
You see, Hillary has spent decades doing the relentless, thankless work to actually make a difference in their lives…
…advocating for kids with disabilities as a young lawyer, fighting for children’s health care as first lady, and for quality child care in the Senate.
And when she didn’t win the nomination eight years ago, she didn’t get angry or disillusioned.
Hillary did not pack up and go home, because as a true public servant Hillary knows that this is so much bigger than her own desires and disappointments.
So she proudly stepped up to serve our country once again as secretary of state, traveling the globe to keep our kids safe.
And look, there were plenty of moments when Hillary could have decided that this work was too hard, that the price of public service was too high, that she was tired of being picked apart for how she looks or how she talks or even how she laughs. But here’s the thing. What I admire most about Hillary is that she never buckles under pressure. She never takes the easy way out. And Hillary Clinton has never quit on anything in her life.
And when I think about the kind of president that I want for my girls and all our children, that’s what I want.
I want someone with the proven strength to persevere, someone who knows this job and takes it seriously, someone who understands that the issues a president faces are not black and white and cannot be boiled down to 140 characters.
Because when you have the nuclear codes at your fingertips and the military in your command, you can’t make snap decisions. You can’t have a thin skin or a tendency to lash out. You need to be steady and measured and well-informed.
I want a president with a record of public service, someone whose life’s work shows our children that we don’t chase form and fortune for ourselves, we fight to give everyone a chance to succeed.
And we give back even when we’re struggling ourselves because we know that there is always someone worse off. And there but for the grace of God go I.
I want a president who will teach our children that everyone in this country matters, a president who truly believes in the vision that our Founders put forth all those years ago that we are all created equal, each a beloved part of the great American story.
And when crisis hits, we don’t turn against each other. No, we listen to each other, we lean on each other, because we are always stronger together.
And I am here tonight because I know that that is the kind of president that Hillary Clinton will be. And that’s why in this election I’m with her.
You see, Hillary understands that the president is about one thing and one thing only, it’s about leaving something better for our kids. That’s how we’ve always moved this country forward, by all of us coming together on behalf of our children, folks who volunteer to coach that team, to teach that Sunday school class, because they know it takes a village.
Heroes of every color and creed who wear the uniform and risk their lives to keep passing down those blessings of liberty, police officers and the protesters in Dallas who all desperately want to keep our children safe.
People who lined up in Orlando to donate blood because it could have been their son, their daughter in that club.
Leaders like Tim Kaine…
…who show our kids what decency and devotion look like.
Leaders like Hillary Clinton who has the guts and the grace to keep coming back and putting those cracks in that highest and hardest glass ceiling until she finally breaks through, lifting all of us along with her.
That is the story of this country, the story that has brought me to this stage tonight, the story of generations of people who felt the lash of bondage, the shame of servitude, the sting of segregation, but who kept on striving and hoping and doing what needed to be done so that today I wake up every morning in a house that was built by slaves.
And I watch my daughters, two beautiful, intelligent, black young women playing with their dogs on the White House lawn.
And because of Hillary Clinton, my daughters and all our sons and daughters now take for granted that a woman can be president of the United States.
So, look, so don’t let anyone ever tell you that this country isn’t great, that somehow we need to make it great again. Because this right now is the greatest country on earth!
And as my daughters prepare to set out into the world, I want a leader who is worthy of that truth, a leader who is worthy of my girls’ promise and all our kids’ promise, a leader who will be guided every day by the love and hope and impossibly big dreams that we all have for our children.
So in this election, we cannot sit back and hope that everything works out for the best. We cannot afford to be tired or frustrated or cynical. No, hear me. Between now and November, we need to do what we did eight years ago and four years ago.
We need to knock on every door, we need to get out every vote, we need to pour every last ounce of our passion and our strength and our love for this country into electing Hillary Clinton as president of the United States of America!
So let’s get to work. Thank you all and God bless.
Isn’t it something? Another presidential contest and the usual rhetoric from the two opposing camps, trying to make the case why you should vote for them. This time it’s a bit different. Now we are hearing why we should definitely not vote for Trump. Not only the opposing candidate, but those in his party are voicing their displeasure with the Republican Primary Winner. David Brooks, the conservative columnist for the New York Times, has nailed it. No matter where your political ideology lies this Op Ed by Brooks is worth some serious consideration.
The following story was presented among friends on a private Facebook page that is dedicated to the lives and trials of ex-disciples of another, less than honest, Indian Master. We have gathered on this page for verification and support. Some of us were there at the beginning but left after 5 or 10 years. Others spent almost a lifetime on this path and have joined this Facebook group to regain their sanity.
Their stories are remarkable. Some are so chilling that one wonders what would make them stay under such mental and physical abuse. All in the name of God.
But stay we did until the forces of madness were broken and the road out was made clear.
This short story isn’t about the abuse that was suffered there but about finding the true guide within ourselves. There are no names attached to this story. I do not intend to shame anyone, his karma will take care of that, or maybe it won’t. Who knows. He’s no longer on this planet. He’s bound to incarnate back into a lesson to be learned. So be it.
The story is as follows. The reference to Mike is in answer to a question he posed:
Mike, I think the path to anyone’s personal realization or personal truth is absolutely one’s individuated process.
Nothing Guru tried to pass on to me has worked the magic I thought it would. Not that I haven’t practiced some of his exercises, like invoking Peace, Light, and Bliss while meditating. It was good. It made some impression, but my mind was the thing that related to it.
After eons of ?’s I finally came to terms with my seeking life. What I mean is, all my formative years, and even into my late forties, I always sought a mentor of sorts to guide me up the next mountain path in my life. After those who had mentored me had passed on, and I was left to my own devices, I shockingly discovered that the mentor I should have listened to was residing on the other side of my heart wall. It wasn’t a huge realization, it just slipped in, calmly and quietly, upon the scene. Once I recognized that the director of this experience was a sensation, I let it in and began to watch it. Within that watching, I discovered I was not just watching from my mind’s POV, but I was witnessing from a much higher level. One that seemed free of needs. Needs of the mind and the ego, separated, in a way, from the mind and ego. I had no judgments in this space, just a Witnessing. The more I recognized the Witness as my larger self the more fulfilling the relationship became with it. No external guru, no teachers, no mentors, just that personal sensation from my Witness.
Of course, this may just be the first steps, but I’ll take it. It’s far more gratifying than the time I spent in the center. I know this Witness sincerely loves me, unlike Guru, because it sends me a feeling, a caressing, an unconditional love that makes my knees shake, my heart cry, my tears flow, my forehead tingle and my body feel like it has dived into a pool of absolute freedom.
I know there are those on this site that don’t see it my way, and that’s fine. Like I said, it’s my experience. I don’t expect everyone to align with it. Those who do align with it understand where it’s coming from. I’m a romantic, a dreamer and a lover of those “Pathways Through to Space.”
So this is the ego named Stefan, the dreamer. This is the way I see things. And it is this way that I experience the opening of the Inner Space. That’s why I came to Guru. After my first encounters with him, when I became more comfortable in his presence, I saw him as an exemplary guide to the other domains. He was a beacon of ‘purity’ that I could emulate. I thought, to follow in this way I was on the right track for realization. I became a loyal soldier. In this loyalty, there could be no wrong. I could excuse the petty goings-on because that was only exhibited by the disciples. His reactions to these petty things were nothing more than a parent’s disapproval to the actions of his children. He had the upper hand because we didn’t know better. He was our guiding light and everything he brought was the genuine thing. Who knew? When did we start to see the cracks?
When we left the center Guru was still a god to us. And then the testimonials. WAKE UP CALL! The holy shit moment. But we didn’t suddenly go from believer to not. It was a long transition. Conversations with some friends who knew lots about it. More information pouring onto this forum. Wow, we took a long time baby.
Now what to do about those lifers who have been loyal to the bone. It’s doubtful they will sway from their belief in him. Actually, it might be too dangerous at this time in their life. Most of them don’t have safety nets. What will they do, where will they go? They need to know that the path they travel is still safe. The camp counselor may be discovered as a fraud but the camp is still a good place to be.
With all the guru upheaval going on now, all the pretenders to the yoga thrones, we are seeing the truth come out in extraordinary ways. People might be waking up to these false gods and taking charge of their awakening solely on their own. But even with that, those deeply loyal to Guru will say that he is the one true Avatar. In the long run, they will be just fine. Because that’s just the way life is.
Robert sent this to me yesterday and asked me to share it with the community.
I continue to work on revisions to the text of book six. Here’s something I just came across (page 76) and must share. It is a message of great importance in this time of war and storming and political ‘cartoonism’.
The Earth feels me and I feel her. I am in a totally unexpected symbiosis. I canhear the world, as a living being; she is enjoying my enjoyment in these sky antics and playful explorations. And then a more serious and urgent note pushes forward into my awareness. The Earth is asking me, quite clearly, to use my ‘enthusiasm’ to a purpose, a purpose for the good of my species and the good of all other species of my time.
The Earth’s message takes a moment to assume mental form. Slowly I hear the sound. “Appreciate! Take on a deep compassion for all those who do not yet know how to appreciate. Use the enthusiasm of your newfound awareness to project heightened consciousness into your fellow beings on this world, in your age. Personally, you must dismantle negative thinking and resistance entirely—as a sacred quest. I beseech you to no longer allow your mind and ego to inject poison into the stream of love, pouring forth from your soul!”
I listen intently, absorbing the deep meaning of her message. This is the Earth talking to me! Directly! I am humbled and exalted at once. I am put in my place, and yet I know that ‘place’ is one of freedom and abundance; it is vastly expansive. My place is our place, all the living beings of the planet, plus the ground itself. Our place is ‘home’, a wonderful, miraculous gift of the Cosmos, bestowed on us from the origin, from glorious Source itself. I am swept up in awe, filled with a divineenthusiasm: I think of the root of the word: It is Greek, enthous, meaning ‘possessed by a god’. That god is Earth!
Robert Lee Potter – March 2016
Now that the political scene has erupted in chaos and the parties have found discord on both sides of the aisle, it’s clear that The Great Storm has fully come ashore and moved into full battle mode. More than ever, the dysfunctional Ego has donned its armor and made ready for a monumental last-ditch effort to own the day. The problem here is that people are so wrapped up in their pain bodies they would grab at any alternative to save their lives from the pain. No thinking behind these decisions, just gut wrenching [S.O.S.] calls. Finally those in power see that the seat of governance is not a club for the élite, but a body of service for the people. In their struggle to right a sinking ship they are using the least effective tool to manage this calamity, their ego. With that said, I’d like to share something Robert sent to me from one of Eckhart Tolle’s talks. It perfectly describes the unconscious relationship we have with ego and how we can awaken to a more constructive one.
Question: Is it possible to have a friendship with the ego? Or a friendship between the false “I” and the real “I”?
ET: The ego, in the way I use the term, isn’t really the ego if you recognize it. In other words, if the ego is operating in you, you won’t even know it. Then it really is the ego. So, ego implies that you are not aware of it. Those people who have the biggest egos don’t even know what ego is and are not interested in learning about ego, and certainly wouldn’t think of themselves as having a big ego. They simply cannot recognize the ego as the ego.
But the moment you recognize the ego, it’s not really the ego anymore. It can be an old behavior pattern or a thought pattern that can still operate. For example, you may find yourself name-dropping. You know somebody famous and so you say to the person next to you, “Okay, I’ll have to call the Dalai Lama in a minute. He is expecting my call.” And, at that moment, you may realize that’s actually a lie. At that moment, of course, you’ve recognized the ego as wanting to be somebody and to be recognized. And at that moment, you have become present, so it’s not the ego anymore. (more…)
Religious extremism will try to topple the quest for enlightened living from both sides of the globe. This will not take place. The light that shines through this darkness is so great that it will eventually strip the fanatic wave of all its power.
What can we do now to expedite this process? We can move into an authentic space deep inside our hearts, down to the divine sweet spot of knowing. Once there you will find the path that has always been waiting for you to arrive. These directions will be more easy to follow once the inner eye sees through the blindness.
Embrace yourself and those around with unconditional love and kindness. Make judgements for your safety only, and bring no harm to any living thing. See yourself as a unique singularity of the whole and express creativity for the enhancement and betterment of the one entire creation. That includes, not only this planet but the entirety of the universe and beyond. Play in a multi-dimensional stream of consciousness and use your imagination to explore all levels without bias. Other than that, just be yourself and love every moment of who you are.
What beauty resides in our own backyard
Yet to see it with clear eyes
Not blemished by other thoughts
But brought into view by presence in mind
And silence of noise that rattles our brain
That stills one’s heart for a moments breath
And sheds a tear of loving oneness
With all that is our gift
With all that we can surrender.
… Into The Void
You know it’s a difficult time when “The Void” becomes a place of refuge. But today, there’s so much psychic turmoil and pollution—in politics and religion, in government and in people—that we just want to escape into emptiness.
But what is the Void? Is it ‘dark matter, dark energy’? Is it where we all go when nothing is left for us, when we’ve finished our lives, our battles , our civilizations? Is it a place at all, a state of mind, or spirit? Or is it the negation of all things, including mind and spirit? Is it oblivion? Is it just what happens when we mess the world up so totally there is nowhere else to turn. Is it the end of our awareness and all of creation?
My answer to this is a resounding ‘Yes! It is the end of all things!’ But wait. There’s more to the Emptiness than just negation. There is an endless fullness, as well. My experience is that the Void is a source of profound beginning, inspiration and nurturing. By virtue of its ‘no thingness’, it can embrace and fulfill all ‘things’.
Why is this important? Because our world civilization is collapsing. It is reaching the end of its grand cycle. “All things must pass”, George Harrison reminded us. We are passing—into a new epoch and a new world, a new species if you will. Before we can fully pass, however, the old world must crumble and disintegrate. I refer you to Peter Kingsley’s work on this subject. A few years ago, he wrote a most profound tome called, “Reality”. His latest audio presentation is entitled, “The Elders”. In these works he implores us to acknowledge and fully honor the ending of the cycle.
With the end of civilization in mind, all the tumult, divisiveness and irrationality actually starts to make sense. This is the end of the ego period of our species. It stands to reason that the collective ego would resist with every bit of fire it can muster. Ego has always been an irrational beast. We are fully engaged in “Beast Mode” right now, all around the world. (I mean no offense to Marshawn Lynch.)
Ego has done a fair job of pretending to be rational, but in the end—as in the end of civilization—all pretense is dropping away. Ego is using whatever means it still has, to try and put a halt to the awakening of our species. Naturally, it is turning to irrational ranting and ravaging; this is what it perceives as the opposite of enlightenment.
But the awakening presence has some tricks up its sleeve that ego doesn’t understand: The emerging consciousness is all-embracing. There are no separated opposites—only ‘poles apart’ along a unified axis of wholeness. In order for our awareness to merge with its Source—consciousness—and come into an awakened state, all opposites must meet and fuse together, especially the yin and yang, feminine and masculine. Ego is presenting us with its hardest, harshest opposite and thus, unwittingly, contributing to the greater fusion that is surely coming.
The world must fall apart. Ego must use up all its invective and finally crash. What this actually looks like in the end is anybody’s guess. My feeling is that there is a simultaneous collapse and rebirth happening right now within us and all over the planet. We do not have to experience a full Doomsday in order to honor the passing of the old civilization. Look at the countless books and films, internet discussions and news accounts of the end approaching—the post-apocalyptic visions of a destroyed world. Through these, we see and feel what Doomsday might be like. The magic of such stories—largely unbeknownst to the audiences—is that they expiate the worst scenarios; we do not have to go there fully once we have seen the possibility of them.
Through the destruction of our old world, we are moving into the creation of a new one. As our species anxiously dies to its ego-self, it is generating a new character and a new vision of the way of the waking world. The two, seemingly opposing courses, are working together, fusing the shadows and the light into a full soul trajectory of love and communion. Look for the signs of simultaneous falling and rising around you. And you will have hope.
If you thought this society couldn’t get any more off its mind, well look around. If Hollywood were making this movie they would have a satan character manipulating all the seemingly sane people into zombie killers.
What’s the most troubling is the corruption of Faith. Founded on Love of the Divine, we now adhere to the concept of murder and mayhem as a warrior’s banner for god. And how many gods are there anyway? The Christian god, the Jewish god, the Muslim god, the Hindu gods… and on infinitum. Maybe these are just lower level gods, who we made up to justify all that we do good, bad or otherwise.
These books we pray to weren’t written by gods, they were written by men. Not even women were allowed to put their two cents (sense) in when it came to the written word. Why is that? Aren’t we all made in the image of whatever made this thing we call life? Why are women not given equal station? That is the most insane mind screw ever. We as humans are as equals, masculine and feminine natures of the same source. How can anyone deny that?
I’ve been writing about ‘Letters’ for some time now. I hold the principles these books talk about in pretty high regard. I do understand they are just words from a man’s mind and not the holy grail. Yet I think they make sense, because they give power to love and gratitude and peace and oneness more than anything that’s come into my view. I resonate with them and see them as an example of what the life of an awakened soul can be like. I know there are other paths that can lead to this door of awakening and those paths are equally filled with love and gratitude and peace and oneness.
But, here we are, in this state of madness. A message of Fear being cast like thunderbolts by minds who care only for their ego’s gratification and care nothing about the welfare of humankind.
Pay attention, for Attention is the key to staying awake and alert and alive. Whatever happens next those who carry the banner of rightness will stand after the storm clears, and the bones of those madmen will be nothing but dust.
Into The Void