Higgledy Piggledy Life in infinities Expanding this one Self Forever through time Yet never repeating One's own unique being, Not one will ever be Like you in your prime. Walking the long road can Feel

Without calling, you come as the world to waking. Right in the middle of everything, you tell me the story of myself. Its not one I want to hear; All about me, and I, and how this is that. I've heard it

Hi Steemit! So my partner and I are going to start making some music; she being the melodious genius on the keys, and me...well maybe I'll put some words to it. But I've never written songs before, so

The picture is of Irina Tweedie, who had a Sufi Teacher in India. She wrote a memoir of the experience called Daughter of Fire, and there is an abridged version called Chasm of Fire. Moving to Australia

So I got some friends together today and went to float Pound Bend, near Warrandyte, Australia. Its this magical bend in the river where you can float and find some emptiness. Beautiful gum trees, stealthy

Image From Dappered Hi Steemit audiophiles! So I was hoping you've been listening to something awesome, and would like to share with me what it is? An album? A few songs? I'm sort of in the 'overcast Saturday

Its late enough here in Melbourne. A thunder storm is pouring, and I'm listening to Vashti Bunyan's 'Some Things Just Stick in Your Mind.' This album is like listening to heaven; mellifluous, transporting.

In my heart I'm a wanderer, pulled ever onward seemingly by the heavens and the earth. Some days I rise up to meet the firmaments and revel in the sun, but then low I come again when the hours pass too

After nearly two years of sitting in the holy heart of India, I knew I needed a teacher. I had become completely obsessed with enlightenment, and simultaneously had absolutely no idea what it was. I thought

Harada Tangen Roshi is a Zen master and retired teacher in Japan. This is an address he made to students at the beginning of a retreat. It is beautiful: When I was young, I went to war as a Kamikaze pilot.

joy abounds with ease causeless, uninterrupted the tide flows always

If you're first meeting the Reflections series, you can read the earlier posts on my blog, or here: Reflections 4 - Love and the North Wind, Reflections 3 - All the King's horses, and all the King's men,

On Marriage, from The Prophet by Khalil Gibran You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore. You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days. Ay, you shall be together

On Love, from Khalil Gibran's The Prophet When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions

I'll begin with the first stanza from Khalil Gibran's 'On Love' in The Prophet: When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though

After my first Ayahuasca session, I rather un-intelligently turned to 'mind-expanding' hallucinogens. I was 20, 21, going through my undergraduate degree, and still basically dumb. I guess I figured if

At 18, probably like most, I was a fabulous mess. Probably unlike most, though, my guidance counselor from middle school and I used to hang out. He was an old hippy who'd gone to Standford in the sixties.

My first thoughts about this journey go back to being totally ignorant and unconscious in my mid to late teens. Growing up had been very difficult, and I had become more like an animal operating out of

I've never written about the various stages of personal and spiritual journeying I've been through, but feel to do so now in short vignettes about different times in my life. They're intended to have a

Hello Steemit Universe! Glad to be here, and will be sharing all manner of insights, sins and stories. There will be much on meditation and the mind, crypto shenanigans, adventures, and treasure hunts.