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  • Ego Math Quantum Soul

    Ego Mind Functions in Cause and Effect

    quantum_soulWhen it comes to life, the ego mind has ideas. Many of us spend most of our lives trying to get a life, we’re constantly busy trying to put it all together. Ego mind, functioning from the past, is always trying to add things up to get the perfect life:

    1+ 3 + 1 + 2 +5 + 9 =

    My Perfect Life

    And what are the components? Money? Attention? Love? Celebrity? Good Job?

    This mental orientation to an ego ideal (which includes our spiritual ideal) helps to sell a lot of books. Books like The Secret, The Science of Getting Rich, in fact, the whole self-help field works this ego mind thread. Don’t get me wrong – I don’t see this as a bad thing or a wrong thing – it is simply the way this mind functions.

    On the other hand, we have the quantum physics of the soul which can be reflected as 0 or 1 – depending on how true nature is orienting it in the moment.

    The soul isn’t trying to get a life, it is life. Developing the ability and capacity to reside in the nature of the soul – presence – means we are the life. There is no life to get, no formula needed for fulfillment, contentment, satisfaction, completeness, and meaning.

    Life unfolds in an organic way – with its challenges and pimples. It’s all good, it’s all you, it’s life happening – it’s a wonder!

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  • Trapdoor Gifts & Old Stories

    Letting Go of Control & the Known

    How about those times when something totally unexpected arises? We think we have an idea of where life is going and -whoosh – we’re standing in front of the unknown with the mind scurrying to understand, to get things back on track. We can watch with amazement and wonder to see how life will now manifest?

    I wonder about the ego mind’s need to know, to live in the delusion that it can actually control events. I wonder about the depth of that insecurity and fear.

    To that mind, the idea of going into that fear and insecurity makes no sense. Though I have ventured in there many, many times, I often sit on this threshold feeling the tears and apprehension. Is the scent of despair real or is the mind projecting that, trying to turn me away from what it sees as an abyss.

    This place always fascinates me. I am surprised once again as the heart swells with love and interest in this new state of affairs – something much bigger than all of my history and belief envelops me as I take that first step into ??????

    Here is an old poem that reflects part of the turning:

    The Same Old Story

    The story’s the same
    The story’s the same
    The heart ever hungers
    while mind hunts the game

    A heart once young as grass in the spring
    dries with the lessons a harsh world can bring
    Childhood’s innocence ran through the fields
    and suffered the trauma that judgment yields
    As I grew up and followed directions
    spontaneity died from others’ inspections

    The story’s the same
    The story’s the same
    The heart ever hungers
    while mind hunts the game

    Now that I’m molded like a lump of old clay
    my insides turn brittle as I bake day by day
    My face is chiseled in a permanent frown
    once green pastures have faded to brown
    The body’s a sieve full of old holes
    and life a collection of meaningless roles

    The story’s the same
    The story’s the same
    The heart ever hungers
    while mind hunts the game

    When life is a cup emptied by grief
    the heart is readied for famine relief
    A single tear falls on parched desert ground
    prompted by childhood’s shocking rebound
    Pain is a flood like rains in the spring
    swelling the heart as new life they bring

    The story’s the same
    The story’s the same
    The heart never hungers
    while mining its claim.

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