Chris was the synchronicity that led me to the sacred geometry
workshop. He is way into geometry and runs the New England regional
Burn and knows my main homie Adam Apollo quite well.
Katie is a mystery school grad and is equally awesome and loads of
fun. I really like these 2 a lot.
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We reconnected our Sacred Breath circuits on Day 3 and I lost the
desire to smoke. I am increasingly feeling the sacredness of my
breath. Powerful work this is.
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So on Friday and Saturday night I ended up at a Shabbat at this dude
JM’s house who apparently has a bunch of well-known books channeling
Jeshua. It was a totally non-traditional Shabbat and we asked for
guidance on how to spend our day of sabbath and I very clearly heard
GO TO SLEEP. So I went to sleep Friday night at 7PM.
Saturday night we returned for Havdallah to close Shabbat and asked
for guidance for the message of this week. I very clearly got “saying
I love you” and all week I’ve both found myself saying I love you to a
lot more people and also finding people coming in who I find it a
challenge to love.
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So wow. This journey gets more and more wild. I am getting way behind
on blog updates and I’m thinking quantity and frequency woops on
quality, so I think they’ll get shorter.
What I forgot to mention was that during my 2 days of grieving, I
tossed out my gurus. I had been a devotee of Yogananda and I had
always used him as a source of support. I told him no more. It’s time
to go. Same to Bashar and Babaji and Yukteswar and Dr. Beckwith. It’s
time to stand on my own 2 feet. So that was the energy that led into
my sacred geometry workshop.
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So my good friend Oded told me not to tell anyone that I didn’t have
any money because it would turn me into just another Westerner having
his spiritual journey. I figured hey, he’s saying it, it must be
right, otherwise it wouldn’t be coming into my life, which was
probably true.
But here’s the thing. I set my primary focus for 2008 to be money. I
have played so many avoidance games and fear games and just plain
infantile games with money that I was tired of it. I wanted to look
this thing in the face once and for all. And it’s been an awkward
pubescent ride.
So I meet Dan and Mei Lan from my class and the old voice says stick
with them. We eat and stuff and I just don’t say anything. As VV says,
I eat off them. I’ve been sleeping in the meditation hall where the
course is held each night and I went the next morning to get
breakfast. The voice said “Go for it. It’s cool!” So I did. They
treated me like I was a guest of the hotel and I thought oh yah I’m
slick. And then the bill came and I was like ooohhhhh well I guess
charge it to their room.
And that’s when, as my favorite poet Sean Carter once rapped, the
ceiling fell in.
I mean, luckily, we’re talking 75 cents here but the weird look on
their face when I next saw them of “did you charge something to our
room?” made me want to crawl out of my skin and created weird energy
between us for the next 24 hours.
So huge lesson learned. To be a man, to be a warrior, to be a decent
human being, I must be upfront about the situation that I’m in with
people. I must talk about money right off the jump and not slide it in
later.
I thank you so much Dan and Mei Lan for being the one’s who
volunteered to teach me this lesson and for stamping it into my
consciousness.
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Was trippy accurate. My question going in was “Am I safe?” cuz food
wasn’t showing up as synchronistically as usual and a place wasn’t
either and I had some fear in the bones.
Well the tarot reading tripped out the reader as much as the readee.
It basically said that I’m dope as fuck that I’m doing everything
absolutely right and that I am blazing paths that have never been
blazed before. Especially interesting were my Distant Past card which
was Wonderment, my Effect on Others card which was Death, and my
Destiny card which was Warrior. And as Bashar taught me well, a
warrior don’t say “Am I safe?” a warrior say “I AM SAFE.” it made me
good to know that it’s ok to break peoples worlds with the truth that
I know to be true about reality and its nice to find that frolicking
came naturally to me for many eons.
My friend Mei Lan who did the reading seemed perplexed at how direct
every card was repeating the same ideas over and over: new found
power, strength, courage, tenacity, trail blazing.
And so I continue into the light.
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It was on and cracking. If there is anything I like more than tripping
or hugging which is already doubtful, it would have to be geometry.
The craziest thing about this workshop is that we connect our
circuitry by looking at geometric forms and doing ceremonies. We test
the circuits using kinesiology before the ceremony and they are weak
and then we test them after and they are strong. It is like magic
everyday right before your eyes.
This is the reason I was told to come to Bali. I’m sure of it now.
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Hi! I'm Brit! I love God sans religion, breakdancing, design, motion graphics, adobe, men and women both, my mac book pro, g funk music, glitchy tweaky electro house, writing, making videos, elastic illusion, photography, vv, fractals, and google. Life is my art school. I believe that creativity is the point.
I am learning about going it on my own. Taking control, taking charge. Claiming knowledge, claiming ability. Be willing to stand up and be counted and say yes, I know what I'm doing. Put me in the front row. With tears in my eyes and vulnerability in my heart.