Posts Tagged‘knowing’

How to Access the Timeless Dimension (and Why We Want To)

The first days of summer are easily the best days of the year for me. Extreme heat and sunshine guarantee a shift of pace and attitude that remind me of my childhood. One can fairly argue that a summer afternoon in the Deep South is the equivalent of 100 years.  Time stands still. I now understand what that time-standing-still feeling is about. The feeling that time has slowed or stopped is linked with the timeless dimension of Zero State. The name of the state says it all: in the state of nothingness, Zero, there is no time. This is the…

Donuts, Purpose and Wormholes

I teach transcendence. Whatever you do, don’t look it up on the internet. There are too many complicated discussions about it, and it’s actually much easier than it sounds. I predict (mark it on your calendar) that in five years there will be Transcendence Studios conveniently located next to every Dollar Store in every strip mall  in America.  Here’s why: transcendence is the spiritual cheat we’ve all been given to access a place we didn’t even know we wanted or existed. In physics, the wormhole is the secret tunnel, so to speak, between parallel universes that exist light years away from one another. The wormhole makes the impossible possible: you…

“Money Problems”

Happy Tax Day 2016!! Whew. Regardless the outcome, paying taxes and dealing with money triggers “stuff” for people. Our relationship with money seems to be one of the toughest relationships we manage (or don’t manage). It is very much like our relationship with food. Money is linked with our survival. It is a constant stressor for which there is no divorce, and no opting out. We must manage it. As my gift to you for closing out another tax season, I would like to remind you of the universal rule of abundance: you do you. UNAPOLOGETICALLY. Money is only one of the many by-products of a…

Why There Are No Monks at Malls….

A friend once asked me why so many spiritual teachers and monks lived alone on tops of mountains or away from everyone else. I had no idea why this was or if it were even true. We were both in need of spiritual wisdom at that time. A Monks “R” Us next to the Chick-fil-A in the food court where we sat contemplating such things would have been very helpful. What I did not know at the time was that I was still years away from being ready to receive or practice the wisdom a monk could’ve provided me. And this is why there are…

Are Empathy and Compassion the Same? A Treatise

Okay, this is not technically a treatise; it’s more like a few paragraphs about very important ideas that confuse people (me) at times. Many people use compassion and empathy synonymously. They are light years apart in terms of mind/body states. I think we get confused because we practice one to get to the other. We dare to look at the suffering of others (empathy) to awaken this powerful state (compassion) that we scarcely remember. When we practice empathy as a response to witnessing another human suffering, we are relating to that person through similar feelings of suffering. In this way, we awaken our…

COMPASSION

A compassionate response to a friend or loved one who is suffering is a powerful, effortless, and perfect response of knowing. So the question is, if compassion requires “knowing,” how can we be compassionate if we don’t feel as if we know answers about their situation? How can we be compassionate with ourselves and heal our own lives? Compassion is an ascended posture of knowing, but I left out the good part.  This “magical ascended knowing posture” is also your authentic self.  The big epiphany we awaken to is that we don’t know how to be compassionate because we don’t know ourselves (or we are afraid to be ourselves in…

Skittles and Swimming Lessons

We were at the swimming pool after a swim lesson. I remember that clearly. My daughter, 6, and her 4-year-old bestie were ready for a treat after their long class. It was at least 95 degrees, and we had been there all afternoon. Adults and kids both were fried. My 2-year-old had wrapped herself around my neck like a giant breathing necklace. My only thoughts were dinner, baths, and bed—before they had a meltdown. As was the swim-lesson ritual, each child had carefully picked out a treat from the vending machine. Skittles at dinnertime, yes, awesome parenting, but hey they were starving. We were standing around letting the kids air dry…