Friday, October 31, 2008

Uh Yeah...

Okay so the title of this should be "WOW!" or "WOAH!!" . You decide after watching this and opening your eyes.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Happy Diwali!

The Goddess Lakshmi is one of the central figures of Hindu mythology associated with the festival of Divali. Legend states that Lakshmi emerged from the ocean of milk after the churning by the devas (gods) and the daanavas (demons). This event is a source of great joy because Lakshmi is considered to be the embodiment of loveliness, grace and prosperity. Another event associating Lakshmi with Divali is highlighted in the The Puranas (a series of Hindu religious text steeped in allegory). According to these texts, Divali represents the day Lord Vishnu (the Preserver) married Goddess Lakshmi (the Goddess of wealth and prosperity). The marriage of Lord Vishnu to Goddess Lakshmi denotes the connection between preservation and wealth.

The Philosophy

Whatever the story, Divali is a very special occasion for Hindus throughout the world. The many ceremonies signify one's journey and the qualities that should be fostered for Self-enlightenment. One is reminded to wake up from the slumber of ignorance and to pursue knowledge. As light dispels darkness, so should knowledge dispel ignorance. Through learning, man is expected to advance to the stage of enlightenment in which he realizes that God is the Light of lights, and that God brings warmth, love and illumination to all beings and therefore there can be no light greater than God.

The aim of Divali celebrations is to get man moving on the spiritual path and ultimately attain illumination by becoming one with God. As they light the lamps in their houses, those celebrating Divali are reminded to light the lamps of wisdom, goodness and God-consciousness in themselves. It is through this, that they can attain the “Light of Lights” - God.

Sunday, October 19, 2008


I searched the whole wide sky
Looking for you by and by
Seeking the love that was already within me

I saw it in the wing of the hawk
I heard it in the song of the dove
I felt it in the sweep of the lash
I knew it completely as love
Why be lost in that searching when
The finding is in the heart always and always?
So my heart flowered and sweet perfumes came forth Shadowed like the midnight sun of north werelongings and heartfelt songs,
As unto dreams that go on and on
into the forest,
Into the waves,
along the mountain tops, swept into storms.
The journey is the way, we are one.

Monday, October 13, 2008


Be the change that you wish to see in the world!

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Saturday, October 04, 2008

Friday, September 12, 2008

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

4, 3, 2, 1...

Actually the startup date is tomorrow, September 10th,2008. Lets pray it all goes well...The price tag is enormous.

Thursday, September 04, 2008

For You

look closely don't miss it...its in you to give...

Sunday, August 31, 2008

To You

thankful that you're here at last...

Saturday, August 30, 2008


Any truthful answer is always pointing to this method: Develop and practice compassion for others and oneself. This is the basis of the universe.

Friday, August 29, 2008

Give Up?

No we won't! Not even for a second so try your best, it won't make a dent in our resolve. This is the age of Pluto.

Canadian's beat Bill C-51 — but watch the back door!

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Truth Telling is risky

Yep at the risk of getting tossed off this site I have to show this information that is quickly disappearing from the net.

Trace Arsenic in Water May Be Linked With Diabetes

By Carla K. Johnson
The Associated Press
Wednesday, August 20, 2008; 1:23 AM

CHICAGO -- A new analysis of government data is the first to link low-level arsenic exposure, possibly from drinking water, with Type 2 diabetes, researchers say. The study's limitations make more research necessary. And public water systems were on their way to meeting tougher U.S. arsenic standards as the data were collected.

Still, the analysis of 788 adults' medical tests found a nearly fourfold increase in the risk of diabetes in people with low arsenic concentrations in their urine compared to people with even lower levels.

Previous research outside the United States has linked high levels of arsenic in drinking water with diabetes. It's the link at low levels that's new. The findings appear in Wednesday's Journal of the American Medical Association.

"The good news is, this is preventable," said lead author Dr. Ana Navas-Acien of Johns Hopkins Bloomberg School of Public Health in Baltimore.

New safe drinking water standards may be needed if the findings are duplicated in future studies, Navas-Acien said. She said they've begun a new study of 4,000 people.

Arsenic can get into drinking water naturally when minerals dissolve. It is also an industrial pollutant from coal burning and copper smelting. Utilities use filtration systems to get it out of drinking water.

Seafood also contains nontoxic organic arsenic. The researchers adjusted their analysis for signs of seafood intake and found that people with Type 2 diabetes had 26 percent higher inorganic arsenic levels than people without Type 2 diabetes.

How arsenic could contribute to diabetes is unknown, but prior studies have found impaired insulin secretion in pancreas cells treated with an arsenic compound.

The policy implications of the new findings are unclear, said Molly Kile, an environmental health research scientist at the Harvard School of Public Health. Kile wrote an accompanying editorial in the journal.

"Urinary arsenic reflects exposures from all routes _ air, water and food _ which makes it difficult to track the actual source of arsenic exposure let alone use the results from this study to establish drinking water standards," Kile said.

Also, the findings raise a chicken-and-egg problem, she said, since it's unknown whether diabetes changes the way people metabolize arsenic. It's possible that people with diabetes excrete more arsenic.

The United States lowered arsenic standards for public water systems to 10 parts per billion in 2001 because of known cancer risks. Compliance was required by 2006, years after the study data were collected in 2003 and 2004.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Saturday, August 09, 2008

Like this Like That

I painted a poem, written in the sand with driftwood curled, written by hand.
I left a message for the birds to see, the only passengers of that distant country.
A red petal fallen gently, a blue jewel in the rain, a green leaf on a branch of elm, a yellow umber crystal falling through the air never touching ground, magenta and violet stones tumbling in the ocean's waves onto the sand where my poem painted and written by hand lay, waiting, for you the reader of the signs to see it.
In a dream a long and elegant hand gives me a white white rose, it opens up to reveal a crystal liquid, I drink long and deep from the cup, the nectar fills me up and I am no more. Thus do I travel...between the veils of worlds to reach you.

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Map Quest

Meet me at 2º 16' W and 51º 27' N under the constellation of Lyra...on the Harvest Moon night...

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

With You

With all my heart, a dedication to the angel in my life, may we never part. May love of the highest kind shine on for you and keep you close and warm and safe.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

I'm really going to miss it

Yes its true...they microwave your brain cells! I'm going to miss having it around though even though I have found it to be aggravating. Long live the brain cells!!

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Lady in White

White Tara

She is distinguished by "her body ... white, as an autumn moon; clear as a stainless crystal gem, radiating light. She has one face, two hands, three eyes. She is described in manuals as having "the youth of 16 years" but is often depicted as more full-bodied than Green Tara. Her right hand makes the gift-bestowing gesture, and with the thumb and ring finger of her left hand she holds a branch of white utpala, its petals on the level of her ear.

There are three flowers in various stages of growth symbolizing the three times (past, present and future.) The first bloom that is in seed, usually on the right, stands for Buddha Kashyapa who lived in a past eon; the second in first bloom stands for the historical Buddha Shakyamuni, whose activity has brought you here today, and the bud on the left symbolizes future buddhas -- the expected one is Maitreya Buddha.

Her hair is dark blue, bound up at the back of her neck at the back with long tresses hanging down; her breasts are full; she is adorned with divers precious ornaments, her blouse is of vari-colored silk, and her robes are of red silk, the palms of her hand and the soles of her feet each have an eye, making up the seven eyes of knowledge; she sits straight and firm upon the circle of the moon, her legs crossed in the diamond posture."

[This description (Beyer 379) from the beginning of her sadhana is included as characteristic of the details in texts used as a basis for tantric visualizations. We remind the reader that in a Buddhist sadhana, the practitioner is not really worshipping a goddess since the image is his or her own self imagined as a deity.]

White Tara is referred to as "Mother of all the Buddhas." This is because she embodies the motivation that is compassion. Her whiteness "Radiant as the eternal snows in all their glory" is indicative of the selflessness -- the purity -- of this compassion but especially the undifferentiated Truth of the Dharma.

Her seven eyes stand for her perception of suffering that is apparent (the two we normally have,) that is psychological/spiritual (the one in her forehead,) and that is inherent in activity (in her palms,) and in what is usually considered as progress (in her soles.)

The mantra for White Tara is


Sunday, June 15, 2008

Spring Returns

Realization can be a flash of light within the darkness, or it can be slow dawning like the sun rising over the horizon. May it ever flash and dawn upon us who dwell in the darkness of ignorance.

Thursday, June 05, 2008


Misty Mist

Though I lay upon the hard and rocky earth,
the sky fell, embraced me, soft and sweet, drifted down to where was I ,
a billowing cloud

Enticing in its softness...

Enveloped in the fallen cloud my flesh raised in the cool
As though some creature had trod upon my spirit or
a hand so cold and chill touched my heart and,
my skin,
to shed it off arose with knives at ready.
Yet nothing could pierce this veil so thick and yet of no
substance still
its soupy deep appearance all but an illusion
of depth and breadth and scope.
I saw it swirl about me as though attempting a caress
and heard
the whisper near my ear
but ghosts from past or otherwise

were nothing that I fear,
so I ignored it knowing that the sun
would shine again
and dismiss these notions of the mist
and its illusions
of a kiss.

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

The Heart Sutra

Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, practicing deep prajna paramita,
clearly saw that all five skandhas are empty, transforming all suffering and distress.

Shariputra, form is no other than emptiness, emptiness no other than form.
Form is exactly emptiness, emptiness exactly form.
Sensation, thought, impulse, consciousness are also like this.

Shariputra, all things are marked by emptiness -
not born, not destroyed,
not stained, not pure,
without gain, without loss.
Therefore in emptiness there is no form, no sensation, thought, impulse, consciousness.
No eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, mind.
No color, sound, smell, taste, touch, object of thought.
No realm of sight to no realm of thought.
No ignorance and also no ending of ignorance to no old age and death and also no ending of old age and death.
No suffering, and also no source of suffering, no annihilation, no path.
No wisdom, also no attainment.
Having nothing to attain, Bodhisattvas live prajna paramita with no hindrance in the mind.
No hindrance, thus no fear.
Far beyond delusive thinking, they attain complete Nirvana.
All Buddhas past, present and future live prajna paramita and thus attain anuttara samyak sambodhi.

Therefore, know that prajna paramita is the great mantra, the wisdom mantra, the unsurpassed mantra, the supreme mantra, which completely removes all suffering. This is truth, not deception. Therefore set forth the prajna paramita mantra, set forth this mantra and say:


[Beyond, beyond, totally beyond, perfectly beyond: Awakening ....Yes!]

Monday, May 05, 2008

The Dance



We float on wings of present awareness in the dance of life and joy...

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Thoughts continued

Who would have thunk it? Me as sharp as a flash of light across the dawn sky. Rippling onward unto eternity's edges. I blaze sharply and then in the ever pattern I diminish to a flicker barely seen by fireflies on a warm June night. In this forever whirl, a fingerprint of awesome evolution, I am the breath moving in and out, increasing, diminishing yet shining to the reaches of an exultant being that floats and flows with you and all together. I'm letting go as was destined long ago and flowering in heaven's grasp. May we circle there together in bliss, in oneness, beyond the reach of thoughts.

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Sunset Bird

Robert Frost - Looking For a Sunset Bird in Winter

The west was getting out of gold,
The breath of air had died of cold,
When shoeing home across the white,
I thought I saw a bird alight.

In summer when I passed the place
I had to stop and lift my face;
A bird with an angelic gift
Was singing in it sweet and swift.

No bird was singing in it now.
A single leaf was on a bough,
And that was all there was to see
In going twice around the tree.

From my advantage on a hill
I judged that such a crystal chill
Was only adding frost to snow
As gilt to gold that wouldn't show.

A brush had left a crooked stroke
Of what was either cloud or smoke
From north to south across the blue;
A piercing little star was through.

Monday, March 03, 2008

Blue Green Jewel

Oh Great Mother,
you who sustains us with all that we need
to experience that which we call life, yet whom
we take for granted.

Oh Great Earth,
you who holds us safe within your belly, far
removed from the empty vacuum of space fields,
Yet whom we take for granted.

Oh Great Planetary Being,
you whom we pretend not to hear, nor feel,
who offers us shelter, life sustaining air and water and food,
who is always right beside us.
Yet whom we take for granted each moment of every day.

Hold us always in your compassionate motherly embrace until
we rise up and awaken from our dream of separateness.

Friday, February 29, 2008

Leap Year Day

In a day which is hidden away in time, emerging like a special bloom every four years, I dedicate this song and images to my hidden friends of the nature realm. To you who like hidden blossoms reveal your perfume only to those who have the merit to acknowledge your presence, whose eyes capture all the beauty and reverence that in our world lies, whose hearts sing with joy in moonlight and sunlight both because you are one with the wind, waves and know who you are. Peace, love and light always.


Below the Surface

Chris Zippel

Wednesday, February 27, 2008


I love you all the way to the edge of the universes....and back again. We'll never be apart really only in this dream we think is one life. Until we meet again in other forms for the sake of love...I vow never to forget that.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

The Birds!

I wonder what they are doing....

Sunday, February 17, 2008


The continuing interview, may it spread the news far and wide, may it stem the comming tide. May all those who see it become the view and enter into the one state.


Here's more of the previous interview. I do hope these don't "disappear" off the web.


This all makes sense don't you agree? Here follows Project Camelot's interview with Richard Hoagland. (

Friday, February 15, 2008

Love Beyond Time

A moment of happiness,

you and I sitting on the veranda,

apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.

We feel the flowing water of life here,

and the birds singing.

The stars will be watching us,

and we will show them

what it is to be a thin crescent moon.

You and I unselfed, will be together,

indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.

The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar

as we laugh together, you and I.

In one form upon this earth,

and in another form in a timeless sweet land. ~Rumi~

Monday, February 11, 2008


She kissed the flower and fell into his arms, he caught her against his heart and they tumbled together falling up towards the one they became the new star born from the heart of dark fire.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Timelessness Reborn

Sometimes images and music work just as well as words

Thursday, February 07, 2008

Thursday, January 24, 2008

When ever you feel that your problems in life are overwhelming this is a good film to watch to gain some "perspective" on the situation...

Wednesday, January 23, 2008



The Test of Time

Questions abound...

It appears that when we observe things, experiences and so on they are experiencing changes which we mark with measurements or increments of time. Yet exploring the notion of time we have yet to find that it exists beyond a relative framework. For that matter, all of what we term the world has no real existence beyond our conceptions of it. Examining each thing we encounter including our own thoughts will readily show us this. So if there is no time beyond our relative experience of it...and still it is a concept....the fading of a flower is only a comparison of our memory of that flower and its faded form in the moment of perception. Exploring the notion of the past we can see that the past does not exist anywhere in that it is not an arbitrary location that we can travel to except within the framework of our perceptions of it. Examine your experiences of the past. It is all memory. Even if you were to present me with a receipt stating the date and time of a purchase made a month ago, that is NOT the past, that is not the collection of moments in which I spent shopping for those items. Indeed, those moments and only a fraction of them are available to the conscious mind are trapped like flies in amber. Like the amber which has hardened from its once pliable form, these moments are still pictures or at best short vignettes of that experience. And the images, the thoughts are NOT that experience. Which brings me to a we truly experience time? Given that my impressions of it are that its nature is illusory and that I am told that I experience time by calendars, watches, clocks and so forth, can I truly say that time itself is fact, is truth? Yes I can, and have watched the movements of the stars, the sun and the moon. Their great slow procession across my perception of the sky. Yet in the moment of watching fully there is no movement, and yet much movement. I'm questioning a notion upon which civilizations are built and I realize that may be uncomfortable for some. Many are secure in the idea that the sun rises and sets even though its not really doing so. I am venturing to the cliffs though, in search of truth. The truth that the present moment is. That appearances are like bubbles or dreams. More musings later...

Saturday, January 19, 2008


You left our warm home one winter's night,
Venturing down to the icy water, silently drifting,
Flown there with the netherbirds which must roam.
You'd left faint prints in the snow, I thought,
To show me where I must go.
I tried to reach you, ran quite fast,
But you'd gone where I cannot follow:
The waves are deep and the boat long gone
From its roost in shoreline's shallows.
You floated away in the thin row boat,
Hardly a shelter on such a sea, no oars you took,
On Hades' bark, no look behind, you followed
Blythely some phantom empty shadow.
I called to you, but your eyes
Slid from mine to over yonder, what's
that he sees I wonder,and
as your mouth chattered some inane moonlit blather,
I realized you couldn't hear my cries.
Your giggles,far from happy, were
filled with the empty drifting on endless seas,
Alone and confused and without help,
with no land in sight for eternities.
Your line to here and now grew taught and thin
And snapped eventually so tight it pulled,
You venturing to that place where darkness
reigns supreme, the vast desert of no man's land,
that has no king nor queen.
My heart is heavy now with grief,
For I cannot help you nor even offer
Temporary relief for you who cannot hear me.
Like a beautiful silk tapestry that has come
undone, you've left me far behind and now
you've gone and lost your Mind.

Ruach Elohim