My business is what sounds like the bare bones of literacy —
Only a very domesticated version of Buddha, sitting idly on the mantelpiece, would argue for mere peace.
We asked for this: the freedom to choose as sovereign beings, to create genuinely new basins of experience, to wake from the recurring nightmare.
Amid the global lockdown, it’s easy to lose heart. But what if the loss of faith is actually a sign that the new world has already been born?
When is revelation a form of intimacy, when is disclosure oversharing, and when is a personal story an invitation to collusion?
READINGS AND DIVINATION
Maps of consciousness
I am inspired by the tradition of divination used by the Q’ero of Peruvian Andes. They use readings as a means of determining where energy is flowing — and where it is blocked — on a full-spectrum map of consciousness. Reading the map itself facilitates realignment.
The world is in the midst of a polarity shakedown and wokeness, for better or worse, has gone mainstream. My writing speaks both to and past the conditoned mind to facilitate the withdrawal of our sovereignty from the broken matrix of belief.
Transmission not translation
WRITING AND EDITING
Just as fore-telling is a lower aspect of the forth-telling of prophecy, so is translation an echo of the power of direct transmission. As both a writer and editor, I am empassioned by the potential of language to throw off its linear yoke and engage directly with the mind beyond the scaffolding of conventional understanding.
From my perspective, it is extraordinarily important not to bring any preconceived ideas or biases into my readings and writing. It is also incumbent upon me to do my work: that is, be continuously committed to my own healing path of bringing the unconscious into consciousness. Fortunately, I have been shaped by life to walk softly on the Earth. My empathy and sensitivity have been transformed in the crucible of the medicine path from an unmanageable source of pain, to a gift with the potential to help others.
Through my own dark nights of the soul, I have arrived at a deeply felt, sincere aspiration to help others through similar passages. This follows walking the medicine wheel at The Four Winds Society; several pilgrimages across Spain and Italy; and numerous more to Peru (and elsewhere) to engage with plant-spirit healing in the indigenous Shipibo tradition of the Amazon and the Bwiti tradition of Gabon.
My own definition of spirituality or the spiritual path is simple: Remembering.
We’ve all been here before. We are all capable. I am an observer only, by invitation of the sovereign self and acutely sensitive to the power of language, its nuances and subtexts. I choose my words very mindfully, when, in our shared sacred space, semantics matter. The power is always yours, the choice is always yours, the destiny inalienably yours.