Tao & The Sublime Path
Combining ~ • ~ Opposites
Yin ~ Yang ~ Matter ~ Energy
Sit back and enjoy the yin yang ride. Life is a sublime experiment. Happiness, sadness and all that jazz are cosmic entertainments designed by the magicians that made the world. There is a secret to this veil of tears, though. There is no Maker "out there"! Nope. You are the maker, the imagineer. Together, we make it happen in the place we call Real Time. And if you STOP for a minute, now and then, the Sublime will kick in just long enough to fill you with a moment of real truth. You know, not the fake truth, but the soulful kind that takes your breath away then returns it to you fresh and clean.
To Know Me
I am an artist. I am the vessel and the hands. I am a servant; a sidekick. I draw, paint, knit, crochet, weave, dye and knot. I am an underwater basket weaver from way back. I gave all that up for a while to write and expound because you can bet that all those years of making beautiful objects gave me loads of pondering hours.
I have pondered through anthropology and psychology. I have wandered through astrology and numerology. I have climbed the Tree of Life, up one pillar and down the other. A part of me loves to dump the puzzle of life on the table just to enjoy the chaos. Then I love to name each piece and put it in its proper place. But soon after it is supposedly finished, I find a corner that looks like it needs trimming. And so it goes, another project born!
There are many scientific astrologers out in the world. They calculate the motions of the planets and make predictions. I can do that stuff too, but it's not my thing. My thing says to follow the romance, the story. Follow the thread through the forest so I can find my way home. I follow threads all day long; for myself, for the deer that sleeps under my apple tree and I can do it for you, if you happen to ask. I will help you identify and follow the threads of your life. I am Path Weaver.
Macroneurotic Carbo Flexitarian
I am not a Christian, a Muslim, a Jew or an Atheist. You will find references to materials and quotes from those sources in my work. You could call me a Jesusian, because who doesn't like that guy? I don't know much about the ancient patriarches, but I do know about their bachelor gods. You could call me a pantheist because I see the spirit in all things and beings. You could say I am a philosotrice because I think about life's perspectives. You can call me an astrologer because I know it by heart. You can call me a kabbalist because I have climbed up one pillar and down the other. And you can call me a feminist because I am feminine.
My mission is to promote other-awareness through understanding our true selves within. I want to understand how I fit into the puzzle and where you fit in there with me. I love a good mystery.
"The glove for my hand, now where did I put that? And why am I in this room?" Everyone does this. You went into a room on a search mission, but once you are in there the object of your search is gone. Why? Because it was an idea. We cannot hold ideas because they do not exist. If you want to be focused you must learn to see the object and hold that picture in your invisible eye inside your forehead. My mission is to get better at holding visions with my friends. Let's be friends
I believe that to understand is to forgive. We cannot understand if we cannot listen to one another. Can you hear your own self? My mission is to help men and womyn understand our co-operative journey in life. Because that understanding will allow us to see who we really are. We are as gods. We are in charge. There is no sky god who judges or helps us. Only we can do that. Only we can make choices that effect and accept life on its terms. Death is not the enemy, suffering is. Suffering happens, but must we twist the knife? We can alleviate a lot of suffering if we don't cause it with carelessness. How can we soften our suffering?
Life is a Mosh Pit
Yin and yang are described in this passage from The Gospel of Thomas #22. Jesus said to them, "When you make the two into one, and when you make the inner like the outer and the outer like the inner, and the upper like the lower, and when you make male and female into a single one ... then you will enter [the kingdom]."
This is two thousand year old metaphysics, fresh from a jar in desert. It demonstrates that the dude, Yeshua, was a stoned tripper, not the uptight puritan in the white bread pictures seen widely in Modernia.
We are not in two camps looking across a field at each other. We are literally sharing a respirator, breathing in each other, breathing out something new. Life is a mosh pit.
Together, these two opposites, matter and energy make everything that is, which is a hybrid third thing, which is the big ball of goop they call The One ~ all the time in an ouroboric cycle.
We have a destiny AND we make choices. Fate, free will exist together - two sides, one coin.
Yin ~ Femme ~ God-Ess ~ Every Thing
She is all that you know, but cannot explain. Think of yin as the darkest receptacle you can never imagine. Think of yin as the ultimate space that never moves because she is everywhere. She is a supernal magnet, humming, ecolating.
Think of yin as the walls of a container and also the space inside the container - nested dolls. Yin moves toward the left. Yin describes persons, places and things. In grammar, yin is a noun. Yin is cold, wet, brittle, ancient, preserved. Her power is reverberation. She calls out. She is a percussion instrument. She is the drum.
Yin is water and earth. She holds you carefully until she crushes you in an earthquake or drowns you in the sea. She feeds you, grows you up and sustains you, ages you, breaks you down, dissolves you into her body and redistributes your essence, devouring it, feeding on you.
Anyone who tells you that the feminine is soft, gentle or sweet is talking about a darling toddler, not the supernal energy of feminine creation/destruction. She is busy. She is illiterate and visible. She is what you see, smell, touch, taste and hear. She emotes. She is geometric curves. She does not die.
Yang ~ Masculine ~ God ~ No Thing
He is focus. He is every idea that you cannot know. Think of yang as impossibly bright, eternally penetrating and perpetually moving. Think of yang as the hottest focussed one pixel laser beam penetrating at a billion pixels per nanosecond. Yang moves toward the right. Yang describes actions, thoughts and ideals.
In grammar, yang is a verb. Yang is hot, dry, air. His power is initiation. He illuminates. He is the the string that pushes the arrow, the hand striking the drum head. He has no body. He is non existent. He lives in thought. He is thought. He is literate, conceptual and invisible. He designs plans. He initiates but never completes.
Yang is fresh, novelty, ingenuity, the light bulb over your head in the cartoons, a star burning, bursting with energy. He is electric, enervating and joyful. He never stops. He is relentless, passionate. He invades, assaults and penetrates with impunity. He dies and is reborn.
We Are Not Either ~ We Are Both
Life is The Two Into One. The Matrix is yin. Neo is yang. Men are not just yang. Womyn are not just yin. Males and females are almost identical. Males have a tablespoonful of extra Yang, otherwise, we are the same. That tiny bit of extra ingredient makes them a bit more fragile than females, cannon fodder, born to die. Poor boy you're bound to die. The masculine dies inside the feminine. He is sacrificed. The sperm dies inside the cave. The cave gobbles up the spark and makes the new life according to his message.
They are a team. Let's return to energy and matter. Neither one is better than the other. All bodies/containers are Yin. Men have bodies so men are yin. All thoughts are yang. Womyn have thoughts, so they are yang. The living flesh is the same for all, not only humuns, but all beings, green and red, blue and yellow, water , earth, air and fire. We are the conscious (yang) biologicals (yin).
The word for our species is Homo Sapiens. According to the Wiktionary the source words for 'homo' translated to Earthling, as if to say 'people of earth.' Transformed into Latin, it became humus, which means earth. We are intelligent people of earth. Home Sapiens; intelligent earthlings.
From earlier hemō, from Proto-Italic *hemō, from Proto-Indo-European *ǵʰm̥mṓ (“earthling”), from *dʰéǵʰōm (“earth”), whence Latin humus. Cognates include Old Lithuanian žmuõ (“man”), Gothic (guma) and Old English guma (“man”).
The problem with identifying ourselves and the world around us with the masculine pronoun is simply that leaves out half of the world's beings. The Male Umbrella leaves the physical body out in the rain. 'He' discludes us girls. 'He's exclusive, meaning the club doesn't admit just anyone. It also discludes men's emotional needs and the aroma of damp leaves in the forest.
The One Male God is a Crap Idea
Is that rude? No, but it is confrontive.
The One Male God is a crap idea because it promotes male hegemony, violence, oppositional rationalism. It forces men into social roles that they are not necessarily made to perform. Why should all dudes be providers when many are made to dream, or invent? Why should all chicks want a baby when many would rather run with wolves? One Big Boss of Anything is a bad system. Without a partner, the One God is a tyrant. And he doesn't even live here. He has left the building. No wonder people are so jacked up on video cameras. We are praying to be seen.
In our attempt to construct a play in which the roles of two parents are played by one dude, we are religious contortionists, trying to make sense of a bizarre faith pretzel when the simple answer would simply suffice. We say up is down, that one dude is three dudes, but no chicks are involved. This guy makes everything from nothing and he is everything but he is not here, his address is far away. Oh right! Away. But wait. Isn't that where we throw our trash? Away. Away is a mythical garbage dump.
The Unitary mentality is Modernia's biggest hangup. There is no One-God-Over-There-Away-From you, outside of you. About six billion people believe in this Elsewhere Guy religion in some form. Praying to this Elsewhere Guy is not so good because the people lose their agency, their power to choose. And worse, we disconnect ourselves from nature, our sacred Mother.
Binary Creates Non-Binary
If the Dude is "away in Elsewhere" then "other" must be happening Here. Other-ness creates disassociation. Other is not part of One so, crack the Matrix. Disassociation creates finger pointing, which encourages aggression. Before you know it, Elsewhere Dude has an enemy, because where there is other, there is an enemy. If Dude is Away, then what is Here? Is Here the enemy? Is Here the home of Satan?
Now Satan, Dude's enemy, emerges. If Dude is father then Satan must be mom. Because what else is there besides the yang and the yin in perpetual dance? The nemesis of The One is Everything else, which is us, our world. For the Gnostics, the created universe was evil incarnate. I believe that Modernia has adopted that harsh Gnostic perspective.
We have a gone daddy-god living in holy elsewhere. We live here, in unholy elsewhere. Is this hell? We might as well exploit it, because it's hell, unholy - undesirable. Is it obvious why The One God is a crap idea for a divine role model? I don't mean to hurt your feelings, but the idea of one deity is not productive. Ironically the idea of oneness promotes division.
What of god's gender? Why do I so rudely call him Dude? At least I capitalize. No one calls him It. They call him Lord. He is he in the Book. In the Book he is called Father. In prayer He is the Father in heaven. "Oh no, he has no gender, the he pronoun is just a placeholder."
You could say It. "But that would be disrespectful." Ok then call god She. "Oh no, that would be feminist." Face it people, the One God is a man. Men who pray to a man are narcissists. Womyn who pray to a man have don't have self love. Children who pray to a man have only one role model. They will perpetuate the lie called Elsewhere.
The Sun And The Moon
The Sun God religions are problematic because of the Moon. You just can't retain your credibility while pretending that the Moon doesn't matter. One God isn't enough. One God thinking is hurting our souls. My mission is to bring back the Moon as an equal partner to the Sun. She crowns the earth.
Singularity ~ Duality ~ Trinity
You can't put your finger on truth. Touch it and it will fall away, like a raindrop on a leaf, or a silver ball of mercury, a sunset. We try to capture these bits with cameras, song and poetry. Truth dies, like a cut flower six days old, it wilts and droops, no longer sweet. Its fragrance has moved away like a breeze, it delights and then, quiet. The truth of tao, the tao of truth are the same.
Pleasure visits in one door then exits through another. All things pass, all ideas solidify for a time, then crumble. This is the way of living.
Hold on at your own risk. Foolish grasping at the water's edge will never provide the balance you seek. Every step is true. Every thought is true and then is not. Essence is truth. Now is true. Holding on is true, it is what we do. We hold, then release.
Forever exists like a stream, wet for a season then dry. We adapt to the truth, a season of thirst followed by mud. Mud between the toes, the aroma filling the nose.
Is that true? Are you telling the truth? We shame each other, blame the liar, but what does she see? How does the liar see her movie as it flashes truthfully before her in living color and full speed real living video with with one of those long, two minute walking shots where the lead character's conversation provides exposition for the plot?
Can you imagine how she sees it? Maybe her lie is not lying from her side of the fence? Can you hop over to get her perspective? It's a low fence.
ASTROLOGY & LANGUAGES
You don't believe in gravity, right? No! of course not, that would be silly. Gravity exists. Science talks about gravity but they don't know how it works or even what it is! Like gravity, you don't believe in it, you live it. Language describes our experience, expresses our needs and describes our perceptions. French, German and English are tools, not beliefs.
It would be silly to argue if French and English are right or wrong. In the same vein, it is fruitless to argue if Astrology or Science or Religion are right or wrong. They are different languages. We are better off making pertinent translations than making arguments. And yes, science is a language as is law, philosophy and schools of thought.
! WORDS Initiate MATTER ~ Language
Words Make The World ~ Don't Regurgitate ~ Investigate
! THE Wholy SCIENCE - Astrology
For those with ears to hear dive deep into soul
We are as Gods, our hands do their work, our eyes see for them
Let's get better at seeing with our own eyes, not media lies
! THE Humun GENDER - Science
All genders ~ Learn your biology and your gender ecology
Girls draw Nouns ~ Boys draw Verbs
? WHO You ARE - Spirituality
You are a divine recipe ~ You are a Child of Energy and Matter
You are Masculine and Feminine
? WHO Listens TO YOU - Psychology
Listening does not Constitute Agreement
Give yourself credit ~ Validate your Feelings and Intuitions
? WHO Taught You THAT - Street
Listen to everyone
Investigate who gave you that information
Translate others' concerns as if they were your own
FATE & FREE WILL
Destiny is the Path You Walk - Wear Sensible Shoes
I can help with that. It is my job to evaluate your footwear. Is your path a rocky slope, a narrow trail through the woods with brambles tearing your pants, or a walk in the park? If you were born to hike but forced into a pair of casual loafers, your hike will be troublesome. Make it personal
Validate Your Intuition
Nobody has to tell you who you are - You know that stuff. But...
We are trained from infancy to discount our natural talents and intuitions and step in line with Modernia's Competition Paradigm. Many of us are expected to run "the rat race" in flip flops or ballet slippers. Only a few are equipped with track shoes. And what about womyn in shoes that literally deform their feet? Why do they do it? To catch a man? To find their power? Listen To ... the inner voice ... your personal consultant. You don't have to pull yourself up by the bootstraps but you do have to put the boots on your feet. The inner voice calls out to you ~ She Whispers "Wear Boots" The right thing is never easy • Go hiking!
If you want to discuss your spiritual footwear click here.
~ What does an Element say about you? ~
PHYSICAL ~ Do your taste buds beg for another bite?
MENTAL ~ Does your voracious mind demand to be right?
ENERGETIC ~ Which Element is the BOSS of you?
EMOTIONAL ~ Which one is the Vibration in your life?
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Best to know its Name
The ELEMENTAL SELF
To Identify Your Spiritual Operating System Click Here.
The Three Main Factors
ELEMENTAL ~ ruler
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Element is your style
AIR leads with logic and reason. FIRE leads with passion and drama.
WATER leads with temperament and emotion. Earth leads with time and experience. Are you PRACTICAL EARTH
This underlying theme is your PERSONAL STYLE.
to point your sword
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DESIRE ~ action
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The Planets Mars and Pluto represent your physical energy and the FIRE AND WATER ELEMENTS. She is Obsession. He is Passion. Name your Obsession and go for it with a Passion!
WHAT YOU WANT
Culture tells you what you should pursue.
Astrology validates your URGE TO BE.
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to point your sword
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What CALLS you? Does it have a name?
This pathway is called DESTINY
everyone has one.
Give your path a name.
Call it out
Does it walk or run?
Is it a narrow path
or a super highway?
Do you go it alone?
WHAT is the
to point your sword at
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