IN THE MORNING I GO OUT ON THE PORCH AND ALLOW MYSELF THE CHANCE TO READ AND MEDITATE AND PONDER.

SOMETIMES I FEEL INSPIRED TO WRITE, FOR WHICH I HAVE BUT A SIMPLE RULE; WRITE WHATEVER COMES FORTH AND FILL ONE PAGE COMPLETELY.

THESE ARE A FEW OF THOSE ENTRIES.

Number 7

Much is stirring within me.  Like the pull of the moon on the great bodies of water, so to do the tides of my curiosity fluctuate, but not upon a shoreline.  The metric to which I judge the ebb and flow is yet to be discovered. Like cloth in a washer, whirling and washing, it only knows its surroundings and that there is movement, but not up from down.

So too do the tides of my knowledge fluctuate but in a dimension beyond the traditional [five] senses.

A glimpse, a glimpse I have been given into my own duality.  So many before have spoken of it and although one can “know” something, it is a liberating feeling when that truth/knowledge becomes known on the intuitive level. When it actually sinks in.  The moment of clarity when thought and understanding line up like a golf ball, and struck blindfolded, still reaches the pin from a great distance in that single stroke.

Enlightenment in its purest form! Rejoice!!

This understanding for me is the greatest gift; it is the goose and the golden egg.  Having the cake and eating it too.

There is an “i” and there is a “me”, separate and yet connected.  “Me” is from where most operate, it is what defines them. “I” is what we all have but fail to recognize.  It is from here, the “I” that we can transcend the human experience and find the eternal love of TROG.

Number 8

To you I ask, keep me humble and allow me to become illuminated on the path of wisdom.  Demonstrate through my intuition the way for my heart to follow what is most important and not allow for the pride of my ego to seek its rewards.

Whatever is due in the name of TROG is done without the necessity for acknowledgement on the visual plane of our existence.  What the senses yearn for, the spirit dismisses as the pursuit from ignorance, since the effects of our actions are manifested in the planes beyond sight and smell and touch and taste.

 I desire to harness the words of that which is most profound in hopes to provide clarity and understanding for both myself and my fellow man.

 It is not a task of solitude for there require many hands to open many doors for the others who need direction; if only they knew their compass lay within.

 I ask again for humility and patience, knowing (yet requesting) that I learn before I know, and I know before I teach.

 The pursuit of karma Yoga is a sojourn of love and awareness that proceeds ad infinitum.

 Give me strength to continue and piety to accept.

 I am one with the All.