Finding our way to The Way one situation at a time. I don't know how great it will be, but I expect it will be interesting, and I look forward to it going on past all reason because wonder is just that way. Are you coming or not?
Walking on a Country Road — Backroads North Carolina 01/17/2025
According to the Dollar Theory, Intuition is an intelligence at work within all sentient beings on a cellular level throughout the cosmos— a variation of psychic energy (which operates on its own frequency level), guiding/directing the flow of life and being, and works as a bridge between consciousness and unconsciousness in serving the good of life as a whole.
Living intentionally intuitively via "feeling/sensing" (on intuition's frequency level) by “turning on, tuning in, and coupling with” our intuition through "dropping into emptiness, stillness and silence" leads to a better life than one we might intellectually plan/plot/contrive into existence.
Beacon Heights 02 — Blue Ridge Parkway, Blowing Rock, North Carolina
What to do now/next is a problem when we aren't gripped by a compelling urgency to go and do. Between projects and compulsions, we are easy victims of ennui and boredom, looking for something to do.
Emptiness, stillness and silence (One thing not three) is always available as a refuge from boredom, although it doesn't sound much different from being bored with nothing to do.
Emptiness, etc. is a different kind of nothing. It is a nothing that is alive with potential and possibility, bubbling with live and energy, enthusiasm and excitement as we wait to see what will emerge out of the twilight with a call to action.
Time spent with the silence, etc. is time spent with the way to The Way by way of what is called for with the gifts we have to offer to the here and now of this moment thus come. It doesn't get better than this!
Beacon Heights 10/022017 — Blue Ridge Parkway, Blowing Rock, North Carolina
I have noticed a drop-off in available energy over the past few months. I am not up for doing much and recovery between activities is a necessary call to make.
I have reached the point of allowing others to make allowances for me, and minding not if I have to pass on invitations and going places.
Going places in particular is noxious, and I don't find anything anywhere that is the least bit attractive.
I'm tucking myself into my declining years, trusting that they will allow me to take my time.
Where do you find you solace? What comforts you in your old age? What is your consolation? Where do you go for peace and serenity?
"Rocking my soul in The bosom of Abraham" just doesn't do it for me.
The Buddhists seem to take comfort in "peaceful abiding, here, now," which would be fine if it weren't for the high level of denial required to ignore the injustices, anguish and agony found in the sources of pain and suffering in everyday life.
Peaceful abiding is denial full bore. Merely another addiction to go with Drugs, Alcohol, Sex and Money to take our mind off the heavy doses of reality that jolt our world throughout each day.
Solace and consolation are hard to come by. Writing keeps me afloat, and slow strolls through the natural world, weather permitting, "Where the Wild Things Are."
Having lunch in our favorite food outlet, with our children, grandchildren and great grandchildren is another balancing place helping to maintain flow and harmony.
Emptiness, stillness and silence remain the adamantine foundation for facing what is to be faced day in and day out.
I trust that you have found what it takes to take what comes in a regular way. Solace and comfort are crucial, and we must return to their consolations repeatedly in order to remain upright through time.
Giving myself the gift of the experience of the natural world is the accomplishment that I am most proud of-- never-minding the self-centered nature of the achievement.
I have walked the earth at the right time, in many of the right places, in the right way, and have shared the bounty of my endeavors-- the prize of the hero's journey by offering them to those who would like to share the wonder of their images, with a noble heart and no interest in garnering more than I have already received with making the travels and taking the photographs.
I have been incredibly graced, and I am grateful, and still enjoying the work of presenting the works to those who enjoy them as I do.
What a life! What a world! What a wonderful time for life in the world to do what I have done.
It has not been wasted on me, nor have I been wasted on it. What a treasure to realize, to know! I bow to all that contributed to it happening as it did! With gratitude and thanksgiving for it all!
Lake Chico Cypress Swamp — Lake Chico State Park, Ville Platt, Louisiana
It is no more difficult than recognizing what is called for in each situation as it arises and doing it where/when/how it is called for with the gifts of our original nature, our innate virtues (The things we do best and enjoy doing most), our inherent imagination and our intrinsic intuition.
We bring ourselves forth to meet the moment. And do there what needs to be done. How can that be hard?
Knowing what is called for in each situation as it arises and doing what needs to be done, by listening in the silence/emptiness/stillness for clarity and realization and offering what is needed with the gifts of our original nature, innate virtues (The things we do best and love to do most), inherent imagination and intrinsic intuition, is our basic plan for approaching what remains of time upon the earth.
There never has been more to it than this, and never will be.
This is the cover of the next book in the queue, coming out as soon as I'm done. The most recent book, "The Tao of Jesus" is in its second incarnation as "The Tao of Jesus II" due to a number of proof reading goofs and small additions and improvements. I'll let you know when "Buddha" is up and going on Kindle, and look forward to being able to do that.
Lewis River Valley — Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming
The Way is not across the impassable mountain ranges, nor beyond the heaving waves of the wine dark sea, nor over the deep divides of canyons and winding valleys, nor through the endless caves and caverns of lost ways and hopeless cliffs.
But it is right here at your very bedside and by your rocking chair by the window. All you have to do is listen to your dreams and follow your intuition in sync with your original nature and your innate virtues (The things you do best and enjoy doing most). So that you know what's what and what is called for in each situation as it arises simply by doing what needs to be done, when, where and how it needs to be done, with the gifts that are yours to serve and share for the joy of doing it and the satisfaction of having done it no matter what, day by day, just like a newborn baby would do, spontaneously, without an agenda or a plan, like one might eat when hungry, or rest when tired, out of your deepest, truest, best self dancing as one with the circumstances of your life throughout the time left for living.
"There's nothing to it but to do it" (Maya Angelo).