Sunday, December 30, 2018

Musings on trans-personal consciousness

Sitting on a ridge in the Mojave Desert, just north of Joshua Tree National Park, watching a rain storm blow in…

Like fronts of weather moving across a landscape, similarly, emotions and beliefs blow across human societies and through human consciousness, and we, without the “meteorological” tools to see, measure, track, or forecast those fronts of emotion, instead experience them as arisen from ourselves, individually, and thus with no capacity to prepare for and shelter ourselves from them, so that we might be able to remain largely unaffected and undamaged by the storms such fronts can bring on. Instead, we are overwhelmed by them, and blown like tumbleweeds across the emotional landscape; a society, a world of tumbleweeds blown about without shelter or stability.

We have yet to understand that...

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Tuesday, December 04, 2018

I just posted 2 short vignettes from the Atternen Juez Talen translated back into 'normal' English. You can find them at Filtered Lights, A Public Notebook. Here's the link:

And here's a little add-on, a picture from our front yard looking at the lit up house across the street, shopped up a bit, of course: