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Manic hounds barking at the gate

Strange when the mind is still the silence between words seems louder than the

Pervading chatter,

The faintest of rustles sparks a great forest fire.

Colours glow brighter on the blank canvas, the beauty of existence glistens

In missing parts, in passing clouds;

The bits in-between, a lost song’s melody, untrammeled emotions

Climb the twice ruined folly, a slight pause, a return

With each brave gesture and fist in the air.

The rebel tumbles in cycles of doubt where darkness shines more luminous

Than light and emptiness is filled with something else all together.

There’s a breeding solace within such wounds of thirst

As the dripping moss feeds the rushing river, each lowest ebb unveils a

Silvered salmon.

This wholeness begs release yet thoughts trickle as wild rains, out in the fields.

In this deluge, great work is washed away and we drink from the purest of

Waters, our deepest stain shelters a

Mighty flame.

In perceived exile something eternal shudders, mouth noise becomes as


As the manic hounds barking at the gate.


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Do you want to be the creator or the victim? – An evening with Ram Dass

“Let’s trade in all our judging for appreciating. Let’s lay down our righteousness and just be together.”

“Treat everyone you meet like God in drag.”

“The spiritual journey is individual, highly personal. It can’t be organized or regulated. It isn’t true that everyone should follow one path. Listen to your own truth.”

“What you meet in another being is the projection of your own level of evolution.”

“If you think you’re free, there’s no escape possible.”

Worth a watch just for the crochet story alone…….

“We’re all just walking each other home.”

“It is important to expect nothing, to take every experience, including the negative ones, as merely steps on the path, and to proceed.”

“The heart surrenders everything to the moment. The mind judges and holds back.”

“In most of our human relationships, we spend much of our time reassuring one another that our costumes of identity are on straight.”

“As long as you have certain desires about how it ought to be you can’t see how it is.”

“Be here now.”

Ram Dass

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Reeking Reality


Nantlle Ridge, Snowdonia

Eyes closed, shuttered and empty,
Wrung of feeling and cleanly wired, my cup is drained and
Stained by lip marks.

The lawn a perfect postage stamp, an old phone
Rings in the hallway, light beams through the letterbox
And parts the dusty air dark and light.

Exhausted I wait for emotion, for a connection to act
And acting I am.
Finally the heavy door creaks open, my outer landscape
Retreats to another room, reeking of deeper reality
And boiled sweets.

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For Devi

Beautiful Devi mantra with English translation, a blissful chant to meditate to:

All the Earth is one with Her.X

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In the words of Terence McKenna

Inspiration left behind by the late Terence Mckenna:

“Nature loves courage. You make the commitment and nature will respond to that commitment by removing impossible obstacles. Dream the impossible dream and the world will not grind you under, it will lift you up. This is the trick. This is what all these teachers and philosophers who really counted, who really touched the alchemical gold, this is what they understood. This is the shamanic dance in the waterfall. This is how magic is done. By hurling yourself into the abyss and discovering its a feather bed.”

“Human beings are co-partners with deity in the project of being. This is the basis of all magic.”

“You are a divine being. You matter, you count. You come from realms of unimaginable power and light, and you will return to those realms.”

“We are the inheritors of a million years of striving for the unspeakable.”

“We have to create culture, don’t watch TV, don’t read magazines, don’t even listen to NPR. Create your own roadshow. The nexus of space and time where you are now is the most immediate sector of your universe, and if you’re worrying about Michael Jackson or Bill Clinton or somebody else, then you are disempowered, you’re giving it all away to icons, icons which are maintained by an electronic media so that you want to dress like X or have lips like Y. This is shit-brained, this kind of thinking. That is all cultural diversion, and what is real is you and your friends and your associations, your highs, your orgasms, your hopes, your plans, your fears. And we are told ‘no’, we’re unimportant, we’re peripheral. ‘Get a degree, get a job, get a this, get a that.’ And then you’re a player, you don’t want to even play in that game. You want to reclaim your mind and get it out of the hands of the cultural engineers who want to turn you into a half-baked moron consuming all this trash that’s being manufactured out of the bones of a dying world.”

“We have been to the moon, we have charted the depths of the ocean and the heart of the atom, but we have a fear of looking inward to ourselves because we sense that is where all the contradictions flow together.”

“Nobody is smarter than you are. And what if they are? What good is their understanding doing you?”

“Chaos is what we’ve lost touch with. This is why it is given a bad name. It is feared by the dominant archetype of our world, which is Ego, which clenches because its existence is defined in terms of control.”

“If the words ‘life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness’ don’t include the right to experiment with your own consciousness, then the Declaration of Independence isn’t worth the hemp it was written on.”

“You have to take seriously the notion that understanding the universe is your responsibility, because the only understanding of the universe that will be useful to you is your own understanding.”

“The cost of sanity in this society, is a certain level of alienation”

“Western civilization is a loaded gun pointed at the head of this planet.”

“We live in condensations of our imagination”

“It is not easy to measure the ocean, but we can be measured by it, confront it, and be in it.”

“The apocalypse is not something which is coming. The apocalypse has arrived in major portions of the planet and it’s only because we live within a bubble of incredible privilege and social insulation that we still have the luxury of anticipating the apocalypse.”

“If you don’t have a plan, you become part of somebody else’s plan.”

“Nothing comes unannounced, but many can miss the announcement. So it’s very important to actually listen to your own intuition rather than driving through it.”

“It’s clearly a crisis of two things: of consciousness and conditioning. We have the technological power, the engineering skills to save our planet, to cure disease, to feed the hungry, to end war; But we lack the intellectual vision, the ability to change our minds. We must decondition ourselves from 10,000 years of bad behavior. And, it’s not easy.”

“We tend to disempower ourselves. We tend to believe that we don’t matter. And in the act of taking that idea to ourselves we give everything away to somebody else, to something else.”

“I’ll try to be around and about. But if I’m not, then you know that I’m behind your eyelids, and I’ll meet you there”

― Terence McKenna

Terence Mckenna Art

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be empty

in nothing,

see perfect black

in perfect white


no divide;

an empty cup

with space enough

to be filled by a beauty unknown,

with bliss,

a union

of silent echoes,

moments fit for something divine


to rise;

when everything stops

only to begin again;

I fade

to find

all as it was.

‘Entering the forest he moves not the grass;

Entering the water he makes not a ripple.’


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From Rock to Pebbles

Sunrise, The Ganges, Haridwar, 24/4/2011

A photo of some Kinnauri ladies triggered something here……….

If you travel to the Himalayas you will see many people, normally ladies, crouched by the side of the mountain roads bashing rocks with small hammers. They spend all day, many years, breaking larger rocks into smaller rocks. They then sell these rocks as rubble, earning a small amount of money per sack. They live by the sides of these roads, in magical places, under plastic roofs, breaking things down………

…..Life is controlled by our thoughts, they resemble shapes and form distinct patterns which fashion our behavior and subsequently our destiny.  But gather too many solid thoughts, become attached to one way of thinking, one groove, and our minds can become cluttered with piles of roadside rocks.

It seems wise to learn how to manage these odd, dusty forms that arise and crystallise; be it a thought, an opinion or a desire, maybe even an urge to take up golf!  Sit back and watch them for a while, see how they move, merge and block our way.  What a trickster!  This mind that would weigh us down.

These solid shapes are like great boulders that mark our path, separate us from nature and each other.  They are the gross forms interrupting our flow.  They divide.  The natural state of being is constantly hampered by an attachment to these fascinating, alluring lumps of nothingness.  What would we be without our opinions?  Who would we be?  We are drawn to them, deem them precious or integral to our being, when what we should really do is bash them up into little pieces and take up juggling!  Mix things up a little, try something new.  Break out of these ‘frames’ of mind and see the other side.

Our hammer is silence and peace, with a little focus and a lot of love, we can feel these lumps breaking down into manageable sizes and more fluid forms.  Their density becomes lower and finally, they melt away.   Like grains of salt dissolving into the ocean of our own consciousness, then real living can begin.

Mass means suffering, when it hits you, it hurts.  Mass seems so solid, no feeling there.  Mass is what the modern world seems obsessed by.  This material world that’s spinning out of control with no consideration for the rules of the game.  Many men, and women, wish to become more muscular.  Get massed up!  But why?  There are no nerves to be found in muscle.  Less sensation ensues.  Dullness is best avoided, not embraced.

Solid thoughts and emotions can be carried as unwanted baggage.  My Nana used to always say ‘Have you lost your marbles?’ when I did something slightly out of the ordinary.  I wish Nana!  I’ve been trying to get rid of them for years.  When we begin to let go of our grip on the physical world, of grey, mass-produced conformity (that is to say any notion of actually being in control of your life) people like my lovely Nana think you are losing your mind!  Truth is you probably are.  Good riddance.  Lets get mad.  John Lennon said that the ‘More real you get, the more unreal the world gets…..’

These ragged rocks will eventually scar our soul and pull us, then push us, towards states of confusion, despair, joy and fear.  Life feels like you’re trapped in a spinning washing machine full of bricks.  Who am I in this cage?  Am I the rock or the river?

We must whittle away.  Bit by bit; in a painstaking fashion with care and great love, using our inherent craftsmanship to make this boulder a smaller rock,  then an even smaller pebble and so on…..Then take that pebble and skim it into the perfectly still pond of the universe and watch the rainbow ripples flow.

The only thing is, we cannot free ourselves from the boulders and pebbles of life; just make them more manageable, lessen their impact.  After all, when you crack one stone, you make two!  We are stuck in a constant state of flux what a beautiful place to be!  In union with all things we are both the jagged rock and the ever flowing river and should wish for nothing more (or less).

“Be at one with the dust of the Earth.
This is primal union.”  Lao-tzu

This is the space of acceptance where I discovered some truths.  Let go for a while.  Felt free again to find my own understanding and power, there seemed no more boundaries left to cross, tuned to the energy which guides us through each moment towards faint memories of perfect harmony.   That time just before twilight and dawn, when the soul breathes and relieves life.  That witching hour where blues and oranges make love in the ever summer breeze.  Where we are free of burdens and pebbles in our shoes.

Find your love then follow it,

it leads to the heart of everythingX

Langcha Lady, Spiti Valley

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