Paranormal Glass
This entry was posted on Thursday, July 28th, 2005 at 1:22 pm by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Falling In Love / Randy Newman
Word Of The Day: Effleurage (n.) Gentle stroking used in massage.
I leave for San Francisco tomorrow. I used to live in San Francisco (area, actually, Palo Alto was home). Haven’t been there in like a year, since the last time I played Tongue & Groove with Alex Gibson and bassist maniac Thrill. We all went up in a big van from L.A. and on the way up we talked about our feelings, and the strange tingle one gets in his tummy when he feels something special for another person, like maybe you swallowed some neon butterflies in a zero gravity chamber. Ohhh… love.
Had a strange experience last night. I was in the studio playing the song Glass. I pretty much leave the t.v. on with the sound down all day and all night, I consider it a form of electromagnetic flora. It’s another kind of plant to me. So, anyway, I had the t.v. on like always, and there was no picture, just a blue screen, which was the only illumination in the room, and I was singing the song glass, standing right in front of the screen, my face approximately one foot from the glass picture tube, and I was totally into the song, and just as I came to the end of the song -SWEAR to god, the fucking t.v. shut off. just out of nowhere, as I plucked the last notes of the song and leaned into the screen (I do this to hear the reverberation of my voice off the Glass of the t.v. tube, see?) the fucking t.v. went DEAD. Now, take into consideration that t.v. has been on continuously for four or five days. And nothing else in the room went dead (my two computers, my auxillery battery unit, my printer). Just the t.v., as I was singing “through you”, the last one, it just fucking shut off. Really, really cool and bizarre. I wouldn’t say scary, but I would say I definitely felt / perceived a certain kind of presence in the room, I wouldn’t necessarily say it was an entity, it might have just been my higher self, but you have to wonder when you’re singing the song Glass into a Glass tube and the fucking thing shuts off right at the last phrase of the song, just what the hell is going on. My t.v. has never -not once- ever shut off by itself. I was not touching the remote, and nothing else in the room shut off. I had to wonder, based on all the Book Of The Dead work I’ve been doing, and what I’ve read about EVP if there was some connection. Was it a communication from an entity or intelligence? Was it my higher self focused and relaxed to a point that the electromagnetic current of subtle anatomy interacted with the point of focus (t.v.) in the room and just shut it off? Was it a total fluke, a completely random coincidence, t.v. just shut off for no reason for the first time while I was finishing that song.
Whatever it was, it was a really beautiful moment.
Paranormal Glass
This entry was posted on Thursday, July 28th, 2005 at 1:22 pm by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Falling In Love / Randy Newman
Word Of The Day: Effleurage (n.) Gentle stroking used in massage.
I leave for San Francisco tomorrow. I used to live in San Francisco (area, actually, Palo Alto was home). Haven’t been there in like a year, since the last time I played Tongue & Groove with Alex Gibson and bassist maniac Thrill. We all went up in a big van from L.A. and on the way up we talked about our feelings, and the strange tingle one gets in his tummy when he feels something special for another person, like maybe you swallowed some neon butterflies in a zero gravity chamber. Ohhh… love.
Had a strange experience last night. I was in the studio playing the song Glass. I pretty much leave the t.v. on with the sound down all day and all night, I consider it a form of electromagnetic flora. It’s another kind of plant to me. So, anyway, I had the t.v. on like always, and there was no picture, just a blue screen, which was the only illumination in the room, and I was singing the song glass, standing right in front of the screen, my face approximately one foot from the glass picture tube, and I was totally into the song, and just as I came to the end of the song -SWEAR to god, the fucking t.v. shut off. just out of nowhere, as I plucked the last notes of the song and leaned into the screen (I do this to hear the reverberation of my voice off the Glass of the t.v. tube, see?) the fucking t.v. went DEAD. Now, take into consideration that t.v. has been on continuously for four or five days. And nothing else in the room went dead (my two computers, my auxillery battery unit, my printer). Just the t.v., as I was singing “through you”, the last one, it just fucking shut off. Really, really cool and bizarre. I wouldn’t say scary, but I would say I definitely felt / perceived a certain kind of presence in the room, I wouldn’t necessarily say it was an entity, it might have just been my higher self, but you have to wonder when you’re singing the song Glass into a Glass tube and the fucking thing shuts off right at the last phrase of the song, just what the hell is going on. My t.v. has never -not once- ever shut off by itself. I was not touching the remote, and nothing else in the room shut off. I had to wonder, based on all the Book Of The Dead work I’ve been doing, and what I’ve read about EVP if there was some connection. Was it a communication from an entity or intelligence? Was it my higher self focused and relaxed to a point that the electromagnetic current of subtle anatomy interacted with the point of focus (t.v.) in the room and just shut it off? Was it a total fluke, a completely random coincidence, t.v. just shut off for no reason for the first time while I was finishing that song.
Whatever it was, it was a really beautiful moment.
Chaos Aikido
This entry was posted on Thursday, July 28th, 2005 at 12:11 am by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Nothing To Lose / The Nothing
Word Of The Day: Mumpsimus (n.) - An erroneous word or spelling that, through long usage, has become absorbed into the language; an incorrect manuscript reading blindly adhered to by some scholar; stubborn adherence to a mistaken verbal form in the face of correction.
Woke up, hung out with my daughter and wife for spell. Daughter’s sick again with ear infection #3 so far this summer. She gets ‘em just like her pops. I had tubes seven times when I was a kid. Wha? What’dya say? Scar tissue???? Ara and I hung in the studio, sang songs, did some answering of email, then she took a nap and I began booking shows. If you’ll look to the left side of the site, you’ll see I booked some new shows in the Midwest today, including Fargo and Omaha. I’m excited to get back to my peeps in Big Heart land. The new songs (on the new CD) are going over really well at live shows. Not a rejected one in the bunch so far. I spent most of the afternoon booking shows and working around the house and yard while I was on the phone. As soon as I start talking on the phone I go to the yard and start weeding. Weeding is fucking with my fingers. So, so many weeds. Digital manipulation taxes the tendons. I also got a sunburn on my back. Let’s face it, I’m fucking obsessive. I start doing something like weeding, or sweeping, or cleaning, and I can’t let it go. Until I do. Sometimes it’s an hour, a day, a week, but eventually I merge with the task or duties in a way that is constructive and beautiful. Because the chaos wins, we all know that. We all know that in our head, but to really dissolve into it with our entire heart/ head / soul is the move to make. The dirt is gonna fucking win this endless struggle I have with cleaning. How bad ass is dirt? It’s so bad ass it’s gonna beat the bugs. And the bugs have us beat by a million gajillion. But you know what? The sun is gonna clean the whole She-Bang once in for all in the hygeine inferno of nuclear expansion. Then bye-bye dust, bugs, people, you name it. Wha?? Even the tile floors I bleached and scrubbed today? Yeah. Ah, but you know what’s really gonna kick even the Stars’ asses? The Brown Dwarfs, the Super Giants, the pulsars? Dark Matter, bitch. It’s the wild card in the deck. But you know what makes Dark Matter shit its invisible shorts and cower like a nonplussed sorority girl in a haunted Cosmological house of cards? FUCKING DARK ENERGY. HOLY SHIT. Dark Energy has your corporeal serial number etched into a grin as wide as the Horsehead Nebula. So anyway, today while working on pulling these silly weeds out of my lawn, I practiced a made-up thing I call Chaos Aikido. It’s basically recognizing the sacred role of Chaos in the Kosmos (that’s both for visible and invisible matter), and merging with it, working with it, to temporarily re-direct or disarm its charge, with the understanding you’re working together behind the apparent struggle. Chaos is my partner, teacher, friend, companion, coming at me full speed to try and kick my ass so I may have an opportunity to develop and sharpen my Aikido practice.
Chaos Aikido
This entry was posted on Thursday, July 28th, 2005 at 12:11 am by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Nothing To Lose / The Nothing
Word Of The Day: Mumpsimus (n.) - An erroneous word or spelling that, through long usage, has become absorbed into the language; an incorrect manuscript reading blindly adhered to by some scholar; stubborn adherence to a mistaken verbal form in the face of correction.
Woke up, hung out with my daughter and wife for spell. Daughter’s sick again with ear infection #3 so far this summer. She gets ‘em just like her pops. I had tubes seven times when I was a kid. Wha? What’dya say? Scar tissue???? Ara and I hung in the studio, sang songs, did some answering of email, then she took a nap and I began booking shows. If you’ll look to the left side of the site, you’ll see I booked some new shows in the Midwest today, including Fargo and Omaha. I’m excited to get back to my peeps in Big Heart land. The new songs (on the new CD) are going over really well at live shows. Not a rejected one in the bunch so far. I spent most of the afternoon booking shows and working around the house and yard while I was on the phone. As soon as I start talking on the phone I go to the yard and start weeding. Weeding is fucking with my fingers. So, so many weeds. Digital manipulation taxes the tendons. I also got a sunburn on my back. Let’s face it, I’m fucking obsessive. I start doing something like weeding, or sweeping, or cleaning, and I can’t let it go. Until I do. Sometimes it’s an hour, a day, a week, but eventually I merge with the task or duties in a way that is constructive and beautiful. Because the chaos wins, we all know that. We all know that in our head, but to really dissolve into it with our entire heart/ head / soul is the move to make. The dirt is gonna fucking win this endless struggle I have with cleaning. How bad ass is dirt? It’s so bad ass it’s gonna beat the bugs. And the bugs have us beat by a million gajillion. But you know what? The sun is gonna clean the whole She-Bang once in for all in the hygeine inferno of nuclear expansion. Then bye-bye dust, bugs, people, you name it. Wha?? Even the tile floors I bleached and scrubbed today? Yeah. Ah, but you know what’s really gonna kick even the Stars’ asses? The Brown Dwarfs, the Super Giants, the pulsars? Dark Matter, bitch. It’s the wild card in the deck. But you know what makes Dark Matter shit its invisible shorts and cower like a nonplussed sorority girl in a haunted Cosmological house of cards? FUCKING DARK ENERGY. HOLY SHIT. Dark Energy has your corporeal serial number etched into a grin as wide as the Horsehead Nebula. So anyway, today while working on pulling these silly weeds out of my lawn, I practiced a made-up thing I call Chaos Aikido. It’s basically recognizing the sacred role of Chaos in the Kosmos (that’s both for visible and invisible matter), and merging with it, working with it, to temporarily re-direct or disarm its charge, with the understanding you’re working together behind the apparent struggle. Chaos is my partner, teacher, friend, companion, coming at me full speed to try and kick my ass so I may have an opportunity to develop and sharpen my Aikido practice.
Link for fun…
This entry was posted on Wednesday, July 27th, 2005 at 5:23 pm by Stuart Davis
My friend mike sent me THIS. I love it. I want it to be a video to one of my songs…
Link for fun…
This entry was posted on Wednesday, July 27th, 2005 at 5:23 pm by Stuart Davis
My friend mike sent me THIS. I love it. I want it to be a video to one of my songs…
Training For Death Until Death and Birth are two ends of one baton in the circus of Love
This entry was posted on Wednesday, July 27th, 2005 at 12:34 pm by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Rain King / Counting Crows
Word Of The Day: Muerte / Overdosing
Yesterday was remarkable. After flying back from Seattle on Monday night, I crashed hard and slept like a rock. Tuesday, woke up, did some meditation and then recorded an Integral Naked dialogue with E.J. Gold. It was profound. Ever since I read Life In The Labyrinth this dude’s work has been a powerful influence on my spiritual practice, art, and overall life. E.J. is an authentic, rare gem; His command of the English language, sense of humor, celebration (and loving critique) of Western culture and spirituality, and unexcelled understanding of navigation the states and their concomitant phenomena after death. American Book Of The Dead is nothing short of a practical manual for Bodhisattva’s and those participating in the Work (and play) to free all beings. The can be applied by both those who are dying, and those who remain behind still incarnated. For those passing on, it’s a step-by step operation guideline for acquiring a (next) birth of optimum use to the Mystery, the Dharma, Love, the Work, whatever name we give it. Without proper devotion to training (meditation, etc) while still incarnated in this body, in this life, we simply cannot develop the tremendous clarity and equanimity required to successfully manage the between-incarnation domains. The technology and training for these matters (Bardo realms) has been explored in other cultures (see Tibetan Book Of The Dead, Coptic Book Of The Dead, Egyption Book Of The Dead), but there is something singular and ultra-potent in Gold’s work. His understanding that the Dharma has moved to the West, coupled with an incredibly sophisticated and cogent teaching on how to train and focus that which transitions between lifetimes constitutes the most essential technology a Bodhisattva can master. Without this basic skill, we are literally adrift in an four quadrant Ocean of distraction, distortion, and decoys. Basic does not mean easy. A person can learn to meditate -literally- in two minutes. It takes decades of daily practice to access and stabilize deeper, wider awareness. This is another great gift of clarity E.J. brings to the spiritual conversation; A sober, frank distinction between states and stages. States (waking, dreaming, deep dreamless, altered states, peak states, etc) are available to anyone at any time regardless of their level of development. States are important and indispensable, but they don’t require transformations of consciousness. A five year old can take LSD and have an experience every bit as rich and vivid as Timothy Leary, etc. Stages are a different story. Stages require long term training and development in order to move through, and you can’t skip stages of development. We Westerners (and probably people generally all over the World) are prone to mistaking state changes for stage transformation. E.J. very astutely pointed this out.
What I find moving and incredibly promising is a growing population in the West engaged in an authentic spirituality that understands these distinctions. Whether it’s with Genpo Roshi’s work with Big Mind, or E.J.’s Institute for the Advancement Of The Harmonious Human Being, or any of the members of Integral Spiritual Center, or the myriad disciplines included in the radius of Ken Wilber’s astounding Integral Institute. I wouldn’t have said this 7 or 8 years ago, but I do believe there is a genuine Integral Spirituality taking root in the World, and its being issued from the West. What do we make of that? Just what it is, the Fourth Turning Of The Wheel. I do experience this collection of teachers and communities as a body -a Sangha coming into being. It’s not any one particular tradition or lineage, but as it unfolds it will enrich and deepen each tradition.
We -all practitioners, all workers in the Mystery, every person devoted to Love however we understand it- really only have one thing to do with out existence, and that is wake up for the sake of all beings, every where in the Kosmos. The spontaneous expression of that Love manifests as our efforts to help others awaken , even knowing that every ‘other’ is actually us, our twins assembled in the dimensionally infinite mirror. Even knowing that there’s nothing actually wrong, that nothing needs to be awakened -all is awake- the palpable sense of urgency is total. Our work on our selves is toward this end -each individual, including my self-, is a discrete expression of the Absolute. I’m part of God, and so that part must be taken care of and nurtured to awakening. But I don’t work on myself merely in order to attain or acheive some degree of success or realization. It’s a paradox. The ever-widening radius of what “I” include in waking up also describes what “I” must give away. Even if we engage in spiritual practice as some exotic ornamental safari for the Ego, it doesn’t hold up over the long run. Maybe now, maybe in ten years, maybe in a few more lifetimes, the attempt to hijack Love in the interest of ego aggrandizement and indulgence back fires like a mother fucker. In the end, the only motivation deep enough to sustain us through the inevitable indignities, ridiculous sucker punches, and ecstatic radiations of God, is Love.
In this new, fourth turning of the Wheel, things are different. We are in a position to benefit from a tremendous synthesis of wisdom and technology (inner, outer, individual, collective). That means we are in a position to benefit all beings with our applied devotion to this integration.
We will be stunned, simply STUNNED with how quickly our private lives -these inestimable opportunities of human form- are OVER. You may think I’m fucking with your head, but I’m not, we will be dead, stone cold dead, in a matter of moments. Your death, my death, all death- occurs in the present moment. THIS moment. We are in the moment of our death, right now. It seems weird reading it in a blog, seeing it on a computer, but this is a loving, supportive reminder from your Essential Self: Your phyiscal body is really, truly, about to die. At this moment, in the vehicle of that human body, that human form, we literally occupy one of the most priveleged, useful positions in the entire Kosmos. We are supposed to wake up while in human form and having done so, increase the degree to which we are avaibable and useful to all beings, everywhere. If we imagine we are here to do something else, we have succumb to the allure of decoys. And it is our perrogative -part of the fun of life on Earth- to explore those other options. At the moment of death, it will become radically, simply clear to us (again) how things actually ARE, which rarely correpsonds to the way the frontal structure of our personality wishes they would be, or tries to make them be. Our lives are not are own, period. At the transition point of bodily excarnation, if we have not practiced and developed the awareness that is the Essential Self, we will quite literally black out from the intensity of phenomena in the between-incarnations states of the Bardos. Without the filters and compressors of human form we’ve grown accostomed to, we are going to utterly, irreversably fucking freak out, and BLOW another incredible opportunity to utilize our humanity as a contribution to the awakening of the Whole. We will promptly be spit back into another lifetime, and presented with another (possibly far more inauspicious) lifetime to fucking get it right. You won’t remember this one. Or the one before. Or the one before.
On the other hand, if we devote ourselves sincerely, deeply over years and decades in this lifetime to harnessing the incredible force residing in the essential self to act as a conductor, a magnifying glass, an amplifier, and awaken for the sake of all beings, and from that time forward simply offer ourselves to the Mystery in whatever way, location, or role may be of most use to the greatest support of all beings, then it’s a different gig at bodily death, at vehicle transition. We must have acquainted ourselves with all the states, stages, lines, levels, types, and generally as many rooms in the Mansion as possible. If we have journeyed deeply, and understand from repeated, direct experience, the manner in which phenomena (the distorted refracturing of our very own Clear Light) conspires to mislead our available faculties and instruments, we will be able to exit human bodily form, and immediately transition to the Point Of All Places, where we will be ushered (thanks, Mystery) in accordance to our deepest intention, our trained Essential Self, our devotion to Love, into the next Life form or location, where ever it is that we may be of greatest use to all beings.
And that’s what it’s all about. All this spiritual practice and training is just, merely, simply, so we can be useful. That’s it. Useful. The degree to which we prevent or inhibit an integral awakening of mind, body, and spirit in Self, Culture, and Nature is the degree to which we prevent or inhibit God and Love. We really, truly need to train for death, until distincitions between life and death are irrelevent in our engagement of the Work.
After talking with E.J. yesterday, I am so eager and grateful for my opportunity to engage as deeply as possible with the Mystery while I have the treasure of this human vehicle at my disposal.
Training For Death Until Death and Birth are two ends of one baton in the circus of Love
This entry was posted on Wednesday, July 27th, 2005 at 12:34 pm by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: Rain King / Counting Crows
Word Of The Day: Muerte / Overdosing
Yesterday was remarkable. After flying back from Seattle on Monday night, I crashed hard and slept like a rock. Tuesday, woke up, did some meditation and then recorded an Integral Naked dialogue with E.J. Gold. It was profound. Ever since I read Life In The Labyrinth this dude’s work has been a powerful influence on my spiritual practice, art, and overall life. E.J. is an authentic, rare gem; His command of the English language, sense of humor, celebration (and loving critique) of Western culture and spirituality, and unexcelled understanding of navigation the states and their concomitant phenomena after death. American Book Of The Dead is nothing short of a practical manual for Bodhisattva’s and those participating in the Work (and play) to free all beings. The can be applied by both those who are dying, and those who remain behind still incarnated. For those passing on, it’s a step-by step operation guideline for acquiring a (next) birth of optimum use to the Mystery, the Dharma, Love, the Work, whatever name we give it. Without proper devotion to training (meditation, etc) while still incarnated in this body, in this life, we simply cannot develop the tremendous clarity and equanimity required to successfully manage the between-incarnation domains. The technology and training for these matters (Bardo realms) has been explored in other cultures (see Tibetan Book Of The Dead, Coptic Book Of The Dead, Egyption Book Of The Dead), but there is something singular and ultra-potent in Gold’s work. His understanding that the Dharma has moved to the West, coupled with an incredibly sophisticated and cogent teaching on how to train and focus that which transitions between lifetimes constitutes the most essential technology a Bodhisattva can master. Without this basic skill, we are literally adrift in an four quadrant Ocean of distraction, distortion, and decoys. Basic does not mean easy. A person can learn to meditate -literally- in two minutes. It takes decades of daily practice to access and stabilize deeper, wider awareness. This is another great gift of clarity E.J. brings to the spiritual conversation; A sober, frank distinction between states and stages. States (waking, dreaming, deep dreamless, altered states, peak states, etc) are available to anyone at any time regardless of their level of development. States are important and indispensable, but they don’t require transformations of consciousness. A five year old can take LSD and have an experience every bit as rich and vivid as Timothy Leary, etc. Stages are a different story. Stages require long term training and development in order to move through, and you can’t skip stages of development. We Westerners (and probably people generally all over the World) are prone to mistaking state changes for stage transformation. E.J. very astutely pointed this out.
What I find moving and incredibly promising is a growing population in the West engaged in an authentic spirituality that understands these distinctions. Whether it’s with Genpo Roshi’s work with Big Mind, or E.J.’s Institute for the Advancement Of The Harmonious Human Being, or any of the members of Integral Spiritual Center, or the myriad disciplines included in the radius of Ken Wilber’s astounding Integral Institute. I wouldn’t have said this 7 or 8 years ago, but I do believe there is a genuine Integral Spirituality taking root in the World, and its being issued from the West. What do we make of that? Just what it is, the Fourth Turning Of The Wheel. I do experience this collection of teachers and communities as a body -a Sangha coming into being. It’s not any one particular tradition or lineage, but as it unfolds it will enrich and deepen each tradition.
We -all practitioners, all workers in the Mystery, every person devoted to Love however we understand it- really only have one thing to do with out existence, and that is wake up for the sake of all beings, every where in the Kosmos. The spontaneous expression of that Love manifests as our efforts to help others awaken , even knowing that every ‘other’ is actually us, our twins assembled in the dimensionally infinite mirror. Even knowing that there’s nothing actually wrong, that nothing needs to be awakened -all is awake- the palpable sense of urgency is total. Our work on our selves is toward this end -each individual, including my self-, is a discrete expression of the Absolute. I’m part of God, and so that part must be taken care of and nurtured to awakening. But I don’t work on myself merely in order to attain or acheive some degree of success or realization. It’s a paradox. The ever-widening radius of what “I” include in waking up also describes what “I” must give away. Even if we engage in spiritual practice as some exotic ornamental safari for the Ego, it doesn’t hold up over the long run. Maybe now, maybe in ten years, maybe in a few more lifetimes, the attempt to hijack Love in the interest of ego aggrandizement and indulgence back fires like a mother fucker. In the end, the only motivation deep enough to sustain us through the inevitable indignities, ridiculous sucker punches, and ecstatic radiations of God, is Love.
In this new, fourth turning of the Wheel, things are different. We are in a position to benefit from a tremendous synthesis of wisdom and technology (inner, outer, individual, collective). That means we are in a position to benefit all beings with our applied devotion to this integration.
We will be stunned, simply STUNNED with how quickly our private lives -these inestimable opportunities of human form- are OVER. You may think I’m fucking with your head, but I’m not, we will be dead, stone cold dead, in a matter of moments. Your death, my death, all death- occurs in the present moment. THIS moment. We are in the moment of our death, right now. It seems weird reading it in a blog, seeing it on a computer, but this is a loving, supportive reminder from your Essential Self: Your phyiscal body is really, truly, about to die. At this moment, in the vehicle of that human body, that human form, we literally occupy one of the most priveleged, useful positions in the entire Kosmos. We are supposed to wake up while in human form and having done so, increase the degree to which we are avaibable and useful to all beings, everywhere. If we imagine we are here to do something else, we have succumb to the allure of decoys. And it is our perrogative -part of the fun of life on Earth- to explore those other options. At the moment of death, it will become radically, simply clear to us (again) how things actually ARE, which rarely correpsonds to the way the frontal structure of our personality wishes they would be, or tries to make them be. Our lives are not are own, period. At the transition point of bodily excarnation, if we have not practiced and developed the awareness that is the Essential Self, we will quite literally black out from the intensity of phenomena in the between-incarnations states of the Bardos. Without the filters and compressors of human form we’ve grown accostomed to, we are going to utterly, irreversably fucking freak out, and BLOW another incredible opportunity to utilize our humanity as a contribution to the awakening of the Whole. We will promptly be spit back into another lifetime, and presented with another (possibly far more inauspicious) lifetime to fucking get it right. You won’t remember this one. Or the one before. Or the one before.
On the other hand, if we devote ourselves sincerely, deeply over years and decades in this lifetime to harnessing the incredible force residing in the essential self to act as a conductor, a magnifying glass, an amplifier, and awaken for the sake of all beings, and from that time forward simply offer ourselves to the Mystery in whatever way, location, or role may be of most use to the greatest support of all beings, then it’s a different gig at bodily death, at vehicle transition. We must have acquainted ourselves with all the states, stages, lines, levels, types, and generally as many rooms in the Mansion as possible. If we have journeyed deeply, and understand from repeated, direct experience, the manner in which phenomena (the distorted refracturing of our very own Clear Light) conspires to mislead our available faculties and instruments, we will be able to exit human bodily form, and immediately transition to the Point Of All Places, where we will be ushered (thanks, Mystery) in accordance to our deepest intention, our trained Essential Self, our devotion to Love, into the next Life form or location, where ever it is that we may be of greatest use to all beings.
And that’s what it’s all about. All this spiritual practice and training is just, merely, simply, so we can be useful. That’s it. Useful. The degree to which we prevent or inhibit an integral awakening of mind, body, and spirit in Self, Culture, and Nature is the degree to which we prevent or inhibit God and Love. We really, truly need to train for death, until distincitions between life and death are irrelevent in our engagement of the Work.
After talking with E.J. yesterday, I am so eager and grateful for my opportunity to engage as deeply as possible with the Mystery while I have the treasure of this human vehicle at my disposal.
PSI Phenomena
This entry was posted on Sunday, July 24th, 2005 at 1:01 pm by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: In Cars / Gary Numan
Word Of The Day: Zabernism / Misuse of military authority, bullying
What a time in Portland! Had a great show on Friday night at the Green Room… (Down in the Green Room / somebody’s moaning…). Thanks to everyone who came out -great crowd. I’ll definitely be back. And a huge double double thanks to Music Millenium for loaing me a mic cable. God knows why, but I didn’t have one with me, and the club didn’t have one, but my good friend (who I’d just met) Brian was like, dude, it’s cool and he called Music Millenium and then drove my ass over there at like 9:20pm, ten minutes before the show, and they loaned me a mic cable. Well, I’d never been to that place before, and not only are they the nicest people, but it is literally, no lie, the COOLEST record store in all of Portland. It’s the SHIT. If you go to Portland, you have to go to Music Millenium and check out their EVERYTHING. It’s amazing. I’m going to try and set up and in-store there next time. At any rate, I had dinner with the Integral gang as welll while here, I was staying at the Holiday Inn, right across from DACX Cafe, and there were a bunch of Integral peeps at the gig, so I said let’s all have dinner. Seven of us got together at the cafe and hung out for about three hours. Was a total blast.
Among other items, we talked of PSI phenomena and the dialogue I’d recorded that day with Dean Radin, Ph.D. He’s a researcher in the field, has spent over two decades, written two books, conducting emerpirical research on PSI phenomena (Clairvoyance, telepethy, presentience, remote viewing, etc). The hard data will blow your fucking head off. I am going to blog about this in the next day or two or three. I’m travelling today and have a show in Seattle tonight at the Tractor Tavern (send your pals), but when I get a moment I am going to put some of the PSI juice into the blog. By any measure of the most stringent “emperical” proofing, PSI phenomena have been established now, for decades. This is so much so that researches stopped conducting research to prove or falsify it, irrefutable evidence in such volume has been replicated so many thousands and tens of thousands of times that it’s silly to continue verifying its existence. Researchers have moved into examining its particulars. What’s interesting the body of data hasn’t been accepted by the scientific community fully, and that has to do with World Views and perceptual filters built into the perspectives held so tightly by various developmental waves, in this instance, the Rational / Scientific perspective, which does not allow for or know how to incorporate many of the features in the (proven, by their own measure and method) PSI domain. There is a thousand fold more hard emperical evidence for clairvoyance than there is for the Omega Minus particle, and yet the omega minus particle, having been detected only once in every 100,000 trials, was quickly accepted and included in the catalogue of “known and verified” by the physics community, while clairvoyance remained on the periphery as a pseudo-domain. However, if one takes a completely (no pun intended) objective survey of all data and meta-analysis to boot, there’s no question here. What becomes evident as well is the irrational shadow (blind spot) built into the pathological version (dogmatic) of the Rational / Scientific World View. That’s not the fault of science, or rationality, it’s the over-identification with specific versions of it, with preferred stations in its history, and a refusal to remain open to its new, and forthcoming generations. There reallly is nothing exotic here. PSI is simply a native dimension in the right treasury of human capacities. It appears to be one line in literally dozens or hundreds which are partially inborn and pre-given to greater or lesser degrees (like music), but can also be developed to a degreee (like music). What’s more, it’s always beneficial to ourselves and our contribution to the whole to develop and include as much as we can, to embrace the whole of what is available to us as humans, and that would include the dimension of our being known as PSI. It’s notable that research has observed a great deal of correspondance between meditation practitioners and those more “mystically” inclined in practice and the appearance of PSI capacity. Of course the link is AWARENESS. Simple, simple awareness. So much of what prevents or inhibits some of our native potential (PSI, for instance), is the constant back ground of White Noise in our own heads! We’re white noise junkies, on the inside and the outside. When attention is brought to a point, and awareness is still, and this is consistently cultivated over time and developed, you may notice the activation of deeper, wider varieties of awareness. It’s not exotic, it just seems so because so much of prevailing academic / popular perception has put it beyond the boundary of what is “known”, “safe”, “acceptable”, and so on. I strongly encourage everyone to check out Dean Radin’s book The Conscious Universe.
PSI Phenomena
This entry was posted on Sunday, July 24th, 2005 at 1:01 pm by Stuart Davis
Song Of The Day: In Cars / Gary Numan
Word Of The Day: Zabernism / Misuse of military authority, bullying
What a time in Portland! Had a great show on Friday night at the Green Room… (Down in the Green Room / somebody’s moaning…). Thanks to everyone who came out -great crowd. I’ll definitely be back. And a huge double double thanks to Music Millenium for loaing me a mic cable. God knows why, but I didn’t have one with me, and the club didn’t have one, but my good friend (who I’d just met) Brian was like, dude, it’s cool and he called Music Millenium and then drove my ass over there at like 9:20pm, ten minutes before the show, and they loaned me a mic cable. Well, I’d never been to that place before, and not only are they the nicest people, but it is literally, no lie, the COOLEST record store in all of Portland. It’s the SHIT. If you go to Portland, you have to go to Music Millenium and check out their EVERYTHING. It’s amazing. I’m going to try and set up and in-store there next time. At any rate, I had dinner with the Integral gang as welll while here, I was staying at the Holiday Inn, right across from DACX Cafe, and there were a bunch of Integral peeps at the gig, so I said let’s all have dinner. Seven of us got together at the cafe and hung out for about three hours. Was a total blast.
Among other items, we talked of PSI phenomena and the dialogue I’d recorded that day with Dean Radin, Ph.D. He’s a researcher in the field, has spent over two decades, written two books, conducting emerpirical research on PSI phenomena (Clairvoyance, telepethy, presentience, remote viewing, etc). The hard data will blow your fucking head off. I am going to blog about this in the next day or two or three. I’m travelling today and have a show in Seattle tonight at the Tractor Tavern (send your pals), but when I get a moment I am going to put some of the PSI juice into the blog. By any measure of the most stringent “emperical” proofing, PSI phenomena have been established now, for decades. This is so much so that researches stopped conducting research to prove or falsify it, irrefutable evidence in such volume has been replicated so many thousands and tens of thousands of times that it’s silly to continue verifying its existence. Researchers have moved into examining its particulars. What’s interesting the body of data hasn’t been accepted by the scientific community fully, and that has to do with World Views and perceptual filters built into the perspectives held so tightly by various developmental waves, in this instance, the Rational / Scientific perspective, which does not allow for or know how to incorporate many of the features in the (proven, by their own measure and method) PSI domain. There is a thousand fold more hard emperical evidence for clairvoyance than there is for the Omega Minus particle, and yet the omega minus particle, having been detected only once in every 100,000 trials, was quickly accepted and included in the catalogue of “known and verified” by the physics community, while clairvoyance remained on the periphery as a pseudo-domain. However, if one takes a completely (no pun intended) objective survey of all data and meta-analysis to boot, there’s no question here. What becomes evident as well is the irrational shadow (blind spot) built into the pathological version (dogmatic) of the Rational / Scientific World View. That’s not the fault of science, or rationality, it’s the over-identification with specific versions of it, with preferred stations in its history, and a refusal to remain open to its new, and forthcoming generations. There reallly is nothing exotic here. PSI is simply a native dimension in the right treasury of human capacities. It appears to be one line in literally dozens or hundreds which are partially inborn and pre-given to greater or lesser degrees (like music), but can also be developed to a degreee (like music). What’s more, it’s always beneficial to ourselves and our contribution to the whole to develop and include as much as we can, to embrace the whole of what is available to us as humans, and that would include the dimension of our being known as PSI. It’s notable that research has observed a great deal of correspondance between meditation practitioners and those more “mystically” inclined in practice and the appearance of PSI capacity. Of course the link is AWARENESS. Simple, simple awareness. So much of what prevents or inhibits some of our native potential (PSI, for instance), is the constant back ground of White Noise in our own heads! We’re white noise junkies, on the inside and the outside. When attention is brought to a point, and awareness is still, and this is consistently cultivated over time and developed, you may notice the activation of deeper, wider varieties of awareness. It’s not exotic, it just seems so because so much of prevailing academic / popular perception has put it beyond the boundary of what is “known”, “safe”, “acceptable”, and so on. I strongly encourage everyone to check out Dean Radin’s book The Conscious Universe.
