April 16-A, 2023

Wu Wei is action without effort,
doing without thinking,
without striving,
without trying.

"Do or do not!" said Yoda,
"There is no TRY!"

That is Wu Wei,
doing or doing not
as required by the moment,
by the here/now.

That is how we live in every moment.
Being wholly "of the moment"
as one "thus come"
right here,
right now,
as though we were "plopped"
into the moment with no warning,
without being briefed,
without rehearsing,
practicing,
or planning 
without knowing what's what,
just seeing/hearing here/now
and responding without knowing
what we are doing,
yet doing exactly what needs to be done,
"out of nowhere." 

Being so attuned to the moment
that our response to the moment
is like a shortstop fielding 
a hard grounder
and turning a double play.

The right action at the right time
in the right place in the right way,
"of itself."

We do things like that all of the time.
The dishwasher goes on
while we are taking a shower
and we automatically adjust
the hot water accordingly,
without thinking,
just doing the right thing
at the right time in the right way.

Spontaneously,
in response to the moment.

We can do it,
and we can trust ourselves 
to do it.

Time after time.

We are made that way.

But we have to be like the spirit
that is like the wind
blowing where it will.

No contrivance.
No scheming.
No agenda.

Just seeing/hearing/doing.

In each situation as it arises.

Adjusting the hot water automatically
throughout the day.

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April 15-A, 2023

Blue Ridge Fall 10/15/2006 — Near Ashville, North Carolina
The three experiencess
traditionally,
historically,
classically,
universally 
recognized
as being "transparent to transcendence"
are
art,
music
and nature.

Transparency to transcendence
simply means that these experiences
are easily flipped,
like an optical illusion
might be flipped,
and serve as a doorway,
a threshold,
a portkey,
flipping us
from this world 
of normal, apparent, physical reality
to the world of invisible,
though always present,
always "right here,"
"right nowi,"
spiritual reality,
and exposing us to the wow,
of amazement,
wonder,
radiance,
bliss
of "the farther shore"
being here/now,
and then, of course,
it's gone again "like that,"
when we begin thinking about
our experience
rather than simply experiencing 
our experience
with a smile
and letting it be.

The vehicle of transportation
can be anything,
but it is not everything.

The odor of cookies baking in the oven
can do it.
The happy gurgling of a baby can do it.
It is everywhere at all times.

It is all "transparent to transcendence"
for eyes that see,
ears that hear,
hearts that understand.

But.

We no sooner experience it than we,
(Get this now,
the utter stupidity/ignorance of it),
begin to wonder how to profit from it,
how to package it,
how to sell it,
how to make it make money for us.

Money pays the bills
but it is no foundation for life,
running over,
pouring out.

And we sell our souls
for thirty pieces of silver
again and again.

Just "be still and know"
transcendent reality
on the other side of everything
for eyes that see,
ears that hear,
hearts that understand.

And find all that you need in that
to step into each day
and do there what needs to be done there
as companions of the Holy
within us all
and spread throughout the world,
reminding us of who we are
and where we belong,
being "transparent to transcendence"
ourselves.

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April 14-B, 2023

Sunwapta River Oil Paint Rendered — Jasper National Park, Canadian Rockies, Alberta
On a large enough scale,
nothing we do matters,
and on a small enough scale,
everything we do matters.

I recommend living small.
Live on the level
where our next breath
counts for something!

Live on the level
where what we think
determines,
or, at least, strongly influences,
what we do,
and where what we do
determines,
or strongly influences,
what happens next,
and where what happens next
determines,
or strongly influences,
our our present circumstances
impact the development
of the conditions and circumstances
that flow naturally,
spontaneously,
from the present conditions and circumstances,
and "For the want of a nail,
a horse was lost,
and for the want of a horse,
a rider was lost,
and for the want of a rider 
the battle was lost,
and for the want of the battle,
the war was lost,
all for the want of a nail."
(13th century proverb)

It matters how we live,
what we think,
what we do,
who and how we are.

It matters that we live
as though we are a nail--
and to realize that 
we are much more than that
in terms of our significance
to every situation as it arises.

Our place is to live as though it matters
in each situation as it arises.

If we are going to take anything on faith,
let it be this!

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April 14-A, 2023

The Tree on the Hill Oil Paint Rendered — Blue Ridge Parkway, Blowing Rock, North Carolina
Wanting,
desiring,
having to have.

Fearing,
dreading,
anxiety ridden.

Keep us off balance,
out of harmony
over the full course
of our life.

Upon what do balance and harmony depend?
What keeps us so far from 
that state of being?

Wanting,
desiring,
having to have.

Fearing,
dreading,
anxiety ridden.

Where is the confidence?
The certainty
and conviction
that things are fine as they are?

That nothing can unsettle us
because we can deal successfully
with all that comes our way?

Where is the adamantine source of assurance
and self-reliance
that doesn't need anything
it does not have
to manage the circumstances,
the catastrophes
the disasters
we imagine on the way?

Look where we have been as a species!
Where we have come from!
With nothing but our own resolve
and creativity to count on
at every turn!

We are special stock!
We have the resiliency
and the will
to see what's what
whatever it may be
and do what needs to be done 
about it
in each situation as it arises
day by day!

Let that be our balance pole
on the high wire
of the day to day!

Over the chasms and ravines
of the unheard of,
the unknown!

We have met the beasts of the nights
and the terrors of the days
and here we are!
Still going!
That's what we do!

Take heart!
Fare well!
Be well!
We have what we need!
To do what is needed!
To meet the day!
Day after day! 

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April 13-B, 2023

The Fence 02 07/12/2014 Oil Paint Rendered — 6-Mile Creek Road, Lancaster County, South Carolina
We live our way into the presence
of That Which Has Always Been Called God.

And no one can tell us exactly how to do that.
Those who know can tell us generally how to do it.
Joseph Campbell said,
"Follow your bliss."
That is as much as can be said.
Beyond that,
"The Tao that can be said/told/explained
is not the eternal Tao," (Lao Tzu).
"A path that can be discerned/designated
as The Path
is not a reliable path," (Martin Palmer).
"The path that is The Path/The Way
can only be recognized in hindsight," (Jim Dollar).

In other words,
we are on our own.
And,
"We get by with a little help
from our friends."

It helps to come together
with those who know what 
we are talking about
and talk of how it is going,
of what we know and don't know,
of what works for us 
and doesn't work for us,
etc.

A community of those seeking the way
can be helpful,
until someone thinks they know the way
and begins to tell others what they 
should be doing,
and should not be doing.

Those who know
know that they don't know.
And don't say more than,
"Try it and see what happens."

We are all different,
and we all have to live our way 
to the truth of who we are
and what is ours to do,
and no one can help us with that
beyond saying,
"I don't know your business!
Only you know your business!
Now empty yourself
and be still and quiet
until you know what you know!"

And I have a friend who likes
to say,
"Jim, I can't be empty/still/quiet
unless I'm playing the drums!"

We have to find our own way
even to emptiness, stillness and silence.

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April 13-A, 2023

Washed Ashore, A Merger of Photographs into Abstract Truth
Death and Dying is Forever New Birth, New Life
and The Beat Goes On and On…
If you want to keep up with my other probing of reality, I'm also to be found at:
04/13/2023 – A
and: https://www.clickasnap.com/jim-dollar

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The path to transcendence
is called the Tao.

It is that simple
and that complex.

Transcendence is the heart of the matter.
"The Tao that can be said 
is not the eternal Tao"
(Lao Tzu).

"The path that can be discerned as a path
is not a reliable path"
(Martin Palmer).

Which means that the path to transcendence/Tao
can only be discerned in hindsight
(Jim Dollar).

We cannot know beforehand
what we are doing,
we can only reflect 
on what we have done,
come to new realizations,
make adjustments and accommodations,
and press on
with our Sisyphean task
of making sense out of 
the entire experience of life,
in a "When I do this,
that happens," kind of way.

We do best, I think,
when we consciously take up
the path to transcendence/Tao
and live with our eyes open 
in each situation as it arises.

This living with our eyes open
is what the Buddha was talking about
with "Enlightenment."

Clarity,
realization,
awakening,
waking up,
turning the light around,
seeing/hearing/knowing/understanding,
etc.,
are all metaphors for the same experience.

And what we know when we know
what all who have known have known
is that we are walking the path
of transcendence/Tao.

It is an age-old path.
It has been around from the very first.
The Shamans of lore lead the way,
and their way was replaced by,
of course, the organized religion
of the day--
which was, of course, produced
by the organized priesthood 
of the day--
the same exact sequence of events
that were enacted between the death of Jesus
and the arising of the Holy Catholic Church,
with orthodoxy killing/burning at the stake/
torturing/hunting down/stamping out
the Gnostics with their gnosis  
which translates simply as
"the knowledge of spiritual mysteries" (Google),
not by way of theology,
but by way of the direct experience
of transcendence/Tao/The Holy/etc. in our life.

Orthodoxy cannot bear the competition
of Gnostics/gnosis/gnosticism 
because orthodoxy would have no basis
for existence
if everybody had the same access 
to direct transcendental experience,
and then what would the priests
do for a living?

The Gnostics/gnosis/gnosticism 
were driven underground,
where truth always goes
when the times are not safe for truth,
and here we are.

The times are calling for a resurrection
of gnosis/gnosticism
because of the failure of organized religion
(Orthodoxy) to provide anything substantive
to ground and direct us 
in our confrontation with the madness and insanity
of the day-to-day.

The path of transcendence/Tao
has been dealing in balance and harmony
from the first Shaman to right here, right now.
That's where life is to be found,
"New life, abundant life," as has been said,
"spilling over, pouring out, as living water
for all who are dying of thirst
for the grounding substance
for facing what is to be faced
and doing what needs to be done
in each situation as it arises
all our life long.

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April 12-A, 2023

The Perching Tree Oil Paint Rendered — Alligator Farm Rookery, St. Augustine, Florida
If it isn't yours to do,
don't do it.

Knowing what is yours to do 
and what isn't
is a function of awareness,
attention
and experience.

We have to live long enough
to know some things,
like where we belong
and where we have no business being.

Like what's what
and what needs to be done about it,
when,
where
and how.

We reduce our vulnerability
by limiting our exposure.

Old hermits get by fine
by staying home
and out of the way.

It takes time
to know what it is time for,
and not time for.

Time spent with our eyes open
is time well-spent.

It takes a lot of looking
to be able to see.

Inflation and deflation/depression
can interfere with our judgment 
and encourage responses
inappropriate to the situation.

Reading our own inner state of being
is essential to knowing 
what needs to be done,
when,
where
and how.

And when to step in,
and when to step out.

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April 11-A, 2023

Sundown at Pamlico Sound with a little help from Photoshop. The left half of the image is actual. I flipped it and manipulated the colors to make the right half.
We are being swept up in global fear
produced by the extreme right
who are always afraid of everything.

For sixty years or so, the members of the extreme right
have been filling the airways and media outlets
with their fear of The Complete Loss Of Everything,
and how Our Enemies Are Everywhere And Are Coming
To Take Our Guns Away!!!

That constant wailing and casting about takes its toll,
and the snowball gathers momentum.
Fear is a great self-perpetuating "See! See! They Are Coming!!!"
machine.
Once someone becomes afraid,
their fear is infective
and an epidemic/pandemic/plague of fear
steamrolls reason and logic
and the Lemmings rush to the sea
to get away from Gribbly Monster that is chasing them,
threatening their lives
(They would run forever if the sea did not get in their way).

The Far Right is a mass of Lemmings 
on their way to the sea,
carrying everyone with them worldwide.

Fear is self-destructive
and our best way of dealing with it
is to not be afraid of it,
or anything.

Here is the deep truth of existence spelled out clearly
for the Cosmos to recognize and embrace:

We are in control of very little,
and are at the mercy of merciless things
at every point of our way through our life.
Earthquake! Flood! Fire! Famine! Etc.!
come out of nowhere at any time to sweep us away.
The only thing we control
is our response to being out of control.

Don't let it bother you.
Anything can happen at any time, so what?
We are all going to die,
why let it matter?
What is the big F-ing Deal?

(The "F" in "F-ing," by the way,
stands for "Flick,
as in what we do when we flick a fly, say,
off our sleeve,
as if to say, "Get out of here! I have no time for you!
Go away! NOW!"
An "F-ing deal," is no deal at all,
because, "So what? Who cares? What difference does it make
anyway?
If they take our guns away?
When have our guns ever done anything for us?
Or ever will?"
Our guns only foster the illusion of control!
The only safe place is the heart and mind
of those who have no need of being in control,
but can be completely at peace and unperturbed
by anything
because they have learned the secret
of caring about not caring,
and know just when to not care about the things
they can't do anything about.

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April 10-B, 2023

The Other Lone Cypress 01 00/10/2011 Oil Paint Rendered — Reedy Fork, Lake Brandt, Greensboro, North Carolina
Who says so?
I do about my business,
you do about your business.

I do about my life,
you do about your life.

If we don't say so, who does?
Who has authority over us?
Who says so?

I do about my business, my life.
You do about your business, your life.
We say who our authorities are,
which makes us the authority over our authorities.

We acquiesce when the occasion requires it.
And we say when that is.

We are the authority governing 
all things pertaining to us.

All of us are our own authority
over all things pertinent to us.

So, why do we "bow and scrape"
and strive to be pleasing?
Why do we hand the reins of our life
over to someone else?

Our yes is Yes!
Our no is No!
We say so!

We need to be clear about that,
don't you think?
And take care of our own business,
and run our own life. 

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April 10-A, 2023

Wind Waves in the Sand Oil Paint Rendered — Pea Island Wildlife Refuge, Cape Hatteras National Seashore, Outer Banks, Nags Head, North Carolina
All bad religion is about theology 
and all theology comes down to opinion about hearsay.

All good religion is grounded on experience,
and comes down to what Harlan Howard said about country music:
"Three cords and the truth."

We don't have to believe anything in good religion.
We don't have to take anything on faith.
"Three cords and the truth" are just there,
as "One thus come,"
and cannot be denied.

Of course, truth is denied
all the time by those
who have eyes and don't see,
who have ears and don't hear,
and who cannot be shown or told the truth,
but have to live their way there,
though it take a thousand life times,
or longer.

When it is never more difficult than
turning the light around,
and making a slight shift in perspective
that allows us to see what has always been so,
as with the magic of optical illusions,
and the wonder of experiencing something
that is "transparent to transcendence."

Keep living.
Keep looking.
Keep listening.
Keep waiting for the shift
that turns the light around
and everything falls into place
as a radiant marvel unsurpassed
and everlasting
at last.

April 09-B, 2023

Dogwood on the West Prong of the Little Pigeon River Oil Paint Rendered —
Above Tremont, Great Smoky Mountains National Park, Townsend, Tennessee
Our life brings us forth
as we bring it forth.

It is the merry dance of life
with itself
throughout the time left for living.

We do not think our life into being,
as in "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
We live our life into being
by doing what needs us to do it
in each here/now that is packed 
into a lifetime.

What needs us to do it
needs something we have,
something to do with our original nature
and the innate virtues/specialties
that come with us from the womb.

We don't know what any of that is
by thinking about it.
We live it forth
by allowing it to come forth 
through us 
into the circumstances that 
play themselves out in our life.

It is all quite magical.
It is all "of the mystery"
that blesses all of us 
with its grace and mercy,
shocking us awake with things
we did not know we could do.
And cannot deny that we did.

We are a surprise to ourselves,
when we back off,
get out of the way,
and trust ourselves to meet our life
just as it comes to us every day.

Do that tomorrow.
You will be shocked at what you can do
in response to the call of life and living.

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April 09-A, 2023

Talking It Over Oil Paint Rendered — Pamlico Sound, Outer Banks, Ocracoke Island, Cape Hatteras National Seashore, North Carolina
Our life is bringing forth
what needs to be brought forth
into each situation as it arises.

What form does your creativity take?
How do you live to express who you are?
What do you have to say
that words cannot convey?

What is your art?
What do you serve
by the way you live?

Sand painting has been around 
for thousands of years.

Wood carving from the beginning of time.

The Inuit stacked rocks
into shapes of people
to comfort themselves
and fellow travelers
across the frozen tundra,
as if to remind themselves
they were not alone,
and drawing courage
from each other's work.

Dancing,
singing,
chanting,
drumming,
making/enjoying music
is a central feature
to life
in every generation
from the earliest days
of the species.

We need our art
the way we need air and water.

We are built to address
more than words can say.

It is who we are.

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