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Limits of Power: Andrew Bacevich

It's always resonated with me that I often know my self better by identifying what I am not... and that becomes becomes further clarified by my actions, when I am absolutely certain that no one will know what I'm doing...

Master Wang Li Ping delivered a paradigm shifting and very potent lesson prior to one of our sessions regarding the immortal fetus practice and the image he drew was identical, minus the small/fine details. Breath is inextricably linked to consciousness and body/mind process. What a great image. Thanks for the blazing reminder.

While I can't imagine doing anything on the order of these types of modifications to my self. I can't condemn it outright. I recall reading the advise and warnings of 'experts' when the first cars were being driven around about the inherent dangers to the human body of traveling over 30 mph and how it would surely lead to unimaginable and dire consequences. I'm not certain of much, but of this I'm fairly certain, we are an absolutely mind-bogglingly interesting and odd species.

Freakishly, Amazingly Awesome! Love it.

So much wonderful crazy shit to be freaked out by and scared of... Life would be so boring and peaceful without it.

I love routine... until I get bored. Then I long for excitement, until it gets overwhelming... then I long for routine again.

heavily concentrated laundry soap should be used sparingly...

mmm monkey peaches...

This reminds me of an insight I had while still embedded in the Christian world view I was given as a child. I was reading the bible intensely in my teens, in an attempt to get some answers to all the questions that folks in church were unwilling, or unable to give. I wasn't even reading the 10 commandments at the time, but it suddenly became apparent to me that the 10 commandments, weren't intended as actual orders, as they had always been offered as guilt and fear currency in church. They are not a list of 'should nots', rather they are indicators or Path Markers of embodiment of Metta, or Source Love of things that you would not do. When in the flow of Metta it is not possible to murder, or covet and theft becomes laughable. It's not a case of Thou shall not (or else), it's Thou will not, because in the state of such love, those actions just can't manifest. It's just not possible to engage in them while in the flow of such love.

I'm going to share the time while working with a tree, whom incidentally I consider a friend, when it became energetically and tangibly apparent in the midst of the form that she was playing Qi Gong along with me... This triggered a very gentle, but instantaneous and pervasive expansion of sense of self, into samadhi and a tangible awareness of the processes all interconnected through myself and the network of trees in the park around me. It also triggered a flooding rush of sense memories of my innate love of and core experiential connection to trees throughout my entire life. Like a flash of lightning in a clear blue sky... Unshakable and piercing to the core. Indeed, it is now an apparent truth for me that trees in general are engaged in a life process of Qi and Nei Gong and such is one of the cornerstones of their existence. I routinely high five their branches as I pass them by, caress their trunks and frequently chat with them and remind them that I am aware and grateful for what they embody and who they are...

I have found that good health, limber mobility and stabilized emotions are an unavoidable side effect of the work, which to me, falls under the category of slowing the aging process, if we define aging as the degeneration of mental/body function and quality of life. However I don't share the goal it seems many have in stretching out physical manifestation for centuries, or anything even remotely resembling immortality. It seems I'm just not that attached to this body and have never had a fear of death. While I thoroughly enjoy my body/mind and my life process, I have no desire to foster it indefinitely, nor am I interested in a yang energy body that lives for eons. What I am consumed by, is the exponential growth in compassionate love that results from the work.

On this topic, I have always operated on the premise that: Just because they don't have a body, doesn't mean they are helpful, smart, or nice.

Ling Bao Tong Zhi Neng Nei Gong Shu: Wang Li Ping Secret of the Golden Flower: Richard Wilhelm translator

One of my favorite creatures. Simply amazing.

That is the poster slogan for Naive Realism. Such a very seductive trap to believe that we perceive and interpret our perception of the world accurately, if we ever even become aware that we are interpreting our perceptions at all... I'll defer to Robert Anton Wilson when he echos the words of Husserl and many other philosophers over the last 2,500 years commenting on Naive Realism and Reality Tunnels. edit to fix link

For me it's "may all beings be released from suffering, or the illusion of suffering..."

not to forget... everything on and in our planet is reconstituted supernova stardust... edit: I typed that as if using what I imagine to be Brian's voice... echo... echo... echo...

limber elf

I try to chuckle at all this talk of various races of humans, if I don't I tend to drop into sadness over it and that is a waste of energy in my experience any longer. Save energy for what you love, not what you fear. There is one race of humans. Differentiation of race is little more to me than the expression of fear based insecurity usually due to a lack of experience and parroting of conditioned information/thought forms from culture and family.

Geodesic

Hexagon

For me, any longer, to release and let go, is vastly more potent and healing than to seek... anything. To seek is to become seeking and effort and strain and things naturally fall into a struggle for and against with duality. To release seems to foster mental quiet, clarity and simple being that resonates in a sense of flowing unity.

I won't say much, because the sleep meditations were among some of the most profound experiences of my life and words just don't encompass what took place. Paradigm shifting stuff. I will share some of the more blunt experiences/sensations though. The meditations were quite simple and required very little from the students, aside from laying in a specific posture and breathing in a simple pattern for a set count with focus on one, or more of the Dan Tien, depending where the work would be done. The effects seemed to manifest from the field generated by Master Wang, my being open and relaxed within it and following the instructions very carefully at the designated time... It really felt as if he (and one night, some of his teachers and past lineage holders) were expending the effort and working on me/with me/for me and the most effective thing I could do was try and not interfere, or resist. They ranged from one to four hours in length. The physical sensations included floating, prickling, water flowing, intense heat emanating, flowing and pulsing in, through and out of the body and outside the body in a mind boggling array of directions. Intense, spontaneous physical motions... to the point that I was laughing several times while wondering if I may just flop right out of bed. Being awakened at various points in the night and flowing in and out of sleep with magnetic pulsing in the heart, lungs and MDT. Pulsing in the liver and kidneys. Very potent and lucid dreams nightly. And one night in particular while he was working with the heart, spontaneously sitting up in bed from sleep hours later, into seated stillness form and being visited systematically for about three hours one by one, by nearly everyone whom I have ever had a strong connection with, friend, foe, animal, family, trees... all the way back to preschool... The effect of the spontaneous physical motion was one of having gone through a four hour physical therapy session that rendered my body and joints more physically relaxed than I can recall, which resulted in the meridians opening up and subsequent the mental/emotional clarity brought about by the heart work which is still manifesting when I sit. Profound. Deeply Compassionate. Loving. Grateful. Subtle and Deeply Pervasive. Lovingly Penetrative and Infusing. Opening and Releasing and Simultaneously Contracting and Expanding are all words and phrases that come to mind now to describe the process. It is ongoing. I still wake on occasion, to the magnetic affect in my lungs/heart.