[I Heard God Laughing translated by Daniel Ladinsky, on my newly acquired Aztec calendar bed cover!]

1.29.10 An Invitation

 

I am

An invitation

Now each time I part my lips, or move through space

I invite the world into me

As I invite the world to receive me

I long to hear your need and make love to that

So you become with me

Filled, overflowing with the joy

That radiates from my eyes and now your lips

I am an invitation-

 

To love

And open up!

Like flowers

Like wine

Like good times

 

I keep opening

We keep opening

I keep breathing, saying

Come, come

To this new world we are loving into!

 

Let us watch how

All the whispering, all the hungry eyes

All the passion of the world! is squeezed into

One breath-

 

Come

Hazrat Inayat Khan brings life into focus....

[about to climb the Pyramid of the Sun, in one minute and thirty-seven seconds :)]

Hello everyone,

It's great to be back. A lot has happened. New relationships...to and with everything.

A new beginning :)

Here I'd like to share a fitness update with you.

I just did 20 one armed pushups. On my right arm. Beat my 2 week old record of 16.

How I got here:
1- took the hundred pushup challenge. failed with 82
2- read Pavel Tsatsouline's The Naked Warrior

Now I use a number of Pavel's powerful techniques (like tensing the fist, abs, and ass during workouts, breathing in and then out consciously to create force) utlizing the benchpress, pullup bar, one legged squat, one armed pushup, bicep curl.

I benched 210 last year at 137 lbs, I'm now about 142 and haven't maxed yet.

Goals for the Summer of 2010 (May 1st)

- Benchpress 250 lbs
- Weight ~150 lbs
- 30 One armed pushups on both arms

1.25.2010     When You Were First Ignited


A new night

New bewilderment

And all the flowers and eye-gazing

That come from

Such a moonlit canopy

I met a girl

I met a dance

And an inebriation

That sent rockets through my brain

What a flight!

What a night to remember!

When the body feels alive

It sings. Or dances. Or moans.

I heard them all. I felt them all.

I brought the heart's longing into focus

Then gave it away for joy

Joy in life. Joy in the curves of compassion

That make up the essence of being human

To be intimate

To be a lover-

Yet a stranger

I am bound to roam in and out of homes

In and out of worlds

Yet I will never leave them

For loving

Is remembering

And remembering

Is going back

 

Somehow,

Even if only in the mind

To say thank you

And to say bless you

And to kindle the fire of love

Deeper

 

Deeper than the way

You felt

When

You

Were

First

 

Ignited!

Hey Everyone,

Yesterday was my last day at Meltwater News.

15 months of almost-non-stop-work at a desk.

I'm free!!

To celebrate, here's a poem I wrote (while at work....oops).

Background: My dad is getting a divorce. It's amiable but still burns. I subsconsiously wrote this to him...

10.16.2009 Eyes of the Sun

 

And she walked away.

 

I turned around and saw the vines stretching into the sky, the jungle now redolent with the rich aroma of flowers, my vision bursting with newfound color.

 

And I took the first step- with grace, with ease, with open eyes and ears. 

 

Suddenly the earth had come alive- I could hear the whizzing and whirring sounds of a hidden world before so far away from my humanness, now nestling deeper within me more intimately than I had ever known.

 

My heart became the beating drum of nature- I felt the movement of every being and non being, of every rock and tree, every butterfly and coiled snake breathing in and out, being born and dying.

 

The world moved through me, and I was the world. Every footstep echoed through the fabric of the universe, every breath gave rise to the world and shook it apart. Every thought lived through my senses so that I became what I saw and touched and tasted- that space between became nothing.

 

So I became everything and nothing at once. All the ideas I had learned, all the philosophies, all the conversations, the arguments, the building up- burned in the fire of my new eyes.

 

I no longer needed an explanation; I was no longer searching, for anything. I looked back on my life in an instant- I saw the people, the stories, the ravines that carved such sadness and anger, and saw past all of it. I saw past the violence of trying to become something.

 

 

I divorced the economy of men and married the movement of being.

I broke free from the circle and became the drum.

I opened like the eyes of the sun.

I became light- like rays breathe through a nun.

I unfurled my wings and ripped the roots to one:

 

I am her walking away.

I am her muscles, her sadness, and her freedom. I am her unknowing.

I am her. There is no difference, only

A mirror.

Scientific Community Unfair to Dr. Rupert Sheldrake, Imperial College London Dissertation Asserts

Phillip Stevens of Imperial College London examines how normal scientific protocols are violated when controversial researchers publish their results.

Faced with choosing a prominent figure for his Science and Society Masters dissertation, Phillip Stevens avoided the obvious. Instead of Kepler, Newton, or Darwin, Stevens chose controversial British biologist, and Perrott-Warrick Scholar, Dr. Rupert Sheldrake. “I’d known about Rupert Sheldrake and I found him very interesting”, Phillips said. Although skeptical of Sheldrake’s theories, Phillips focused on how Sheldrake was being judged, “I wanted to be impartial as to whether he was right or wrong and instead go on and look at whether he’d been treated fairly.” What he discovered surprised him. Stevens found that despite an unblemished academic record and a research fellowship at the Royal Society, Sheldrake faced public scorn from colleagues for publishing his theory of morphic fields which suggests a living, developing universe with its own inherent memory. “There was a review in the journal, Nature in which the editor, John Maddox said that the book, A New Science of Life, should be burned”, Stevens said. “You’d think that that sort of attitude towards what was just a theory would be out of date and would be seen as you know, unscientific. But in fact, it damaged Sheldrake’s career, not John Maddox’s career.” But the biggest surprise came when Stevens looked at Sheldrake’s collaboration with skeptics like Dr. Richard Wiseman. According to Stevens Wiseman failed to follow normal procedures scientists use when collaborating and reporting their results. “Wiseman actually did repeats of Sheldrake’s results. He never denied this, but he only admitted it, I think, ten years later. I mean, in normal experiments, if you repeat someone’s results, you say it. And there didn’t seem to be any reason for him not to say, ‘I’ve repeated his results. These experiments work. Sheldrake wasn’t wrong.’ And you know what? Sheldrake was a Research Fellow at the Royal Society. I would hope that when he has some experiments and tests things he’d get it right because he’s from one of the best institutions of science in Britain and in the world. So I really don’t know why Wiseman took so long just to say, ‘Yes, the patterns in Sheldrake’s works were repeated in my own.’”, said Stevens. A free (audio and transcript) of the complete interview with Phillip Stevens is available at: http://www.skeptiko.com/88-scientific-community-unfair-to-rupert-sheldrake/ source: http://www.bignews.biz/?id=825988&keys=skeptiko-psi-parapsychology-sheldrake