The Greatest Advice in the Entire Universe.

I don’t know.

No, really. I don’t know.

I don’t know is the final conclusion of all the ramblings and figuring out of the intellect, the climactic eschaton of thought.

I don’t know is the sweet bliss of liberation. It is surrender to True Wisdom which is beyond.

So the function of thought has been mis-handled, mis-assigned by most people for most of history.

The function of thought, or the intellect, which is our capacity to reason and figure, well this function is not really “where-its-at” so to speak.

The intellect’s most intelligent capacity lies in its ability to surrender to the Unknown and Unknowable. The “Great I Don’t Know”.

Therefore, the best advice I could ever give anyone, would be to arrive at the understanding that:

…you really don’t know a thing about anything,

…and that you as a thinker are actually totally limited and as a thinker you are caught in a spinning hampster wheel of delusion.

Thought is like a pinball just hitting and bouncing against bumbers and lights and whistles and never really accomplishing anything at all.

But…

…there’s something beyond thought, isn’t there? There is a Real Intelligence which is True Knowing and Understanding, and this Intelligence can only be found in…

…the silence beyond thought.

How do I stop thought and access this Intelligence then?

Sorry but…

…you can’t.

Why? Because “I” is a thought. A thought can’t stop a thought because it’s a thought. And this is where it gets really hard to talk about.

So, I’ll just say that it’s not a big deal.

You may experiment by indulging in the possibility that thoughts just may not be of any real intelligence or meaning.

Thoughts may seem like they are expressing solid truths and facts, but investigate for yourself if in fact they have any truth to them at all.

I have found that they are just distortions mostly and not worth paying much time or attention to.

Instead, look what is left after a thought dissolves under the light of your awareness. This means…

  1. look at the arising thought.
  2. Discover if its really even true at all.
  3. See what’s left as that thought disappears.

It’s as if thinking is a blanket cast before our eyes, or a blindfold. We focus on this obstruction and ooh and aah at it. But how about getting a peak beyond the blindfold, then what?

When the blindfold of thought is dropped we can then see what’s really in the room. 

We drop this blindfold when we notice gradually that that our thinking isn’t getting us anywhere and it in fact never has.

When we realize our dreams and aspirations and plans and futures and tie-ups with the past stories of our made-up selves are absolutely meaningless, then we FINALLY get to the eschaton of all thought:

“holy Shit…. I just don’t know. I actually can’t know. I don’t have the capacity to know.”

And this is a glorious moment indeed.

Because when I see that I don’t know, I begin to surrender to the Unknown and Unknowable Mystery which does not speak in words. This Mystery can more accurately be described as a frequency which can be accessed by tuning into the spaces between or beyond thought.

And to explore this realm is an adventure indeed. An adventure which trumps all adventures in this world of form. This is the inner adventure and you don’t have to go anywhere…. you just have to go away.

The Silent Beyond Unknowable Mystery Frequency is the Ultimate Medicine.

Touching this vastness just once can dissolve all problems, heal all disease, and transform any affliction.

This is why the first principle in A Course in Miracles states:

There is no order of difficulty in miracles.
One is not “harder” or “bigger” than another.
They are all the same.”

The “miracle” is the expression of the frequency of the Mystery, the beyond “I” and thought. It is what happens when thought is surrendered. It is what happens when we see that the best that thought can do for us is to help us get to “I don’t know”.

This essay was inspired to me as I laid in bed earlier this evening tossing and turning beneath the blind-fold of thought.

“What about this project and that person, what about what she’s doing, oh how horrible, and ooh, I’m so excited about doing this and that tomorrow, but urgh, I have to do that, and I might go to jail anyway, oh my GOD!”

The mechanism of thought finally became so blatantly dis-functional that I realized “I don’t know about any of it at all.”

I got up and began writing.

The “I don’t know” realization came like a cool breeze, a gentle shower of Grace, cooling and relaxing my tormented mind. Future disappears, along with past, and there’s just…

…a Frequency resonating that is Life itself.

So, try it!

That’s my gift to you. Entertain this silly idea that you may not actually have a clue about anything at all.

It just may lead you to the cool well you’ve been so thirsty for:)

 

The greatest gift I can give you…

doorway to spaceI AM…

…not interested in being another blogger out there who promises to make your life better.

I don’t want to promise you everlasting happiness and wealth and provide you with how-to ecourses and ebooks on how to step by step become something or other.
There’s nothing wrong with that stuff, but it’s not my interest at all.

My intention

…is that what you read and experience here will get you to become more aquainted with mystery of timelessness.

What good will that do? you may ask.

The reason I write this is the same reason you read this, is the same reason any of us do anything. All the things we do, the diets we try, the foods we eat, the relationships we stumble into, the Guru’s we follow, the movies we watch, the blogging, the drugs, the adventures… all of it is to get into timelessness.

Timelessness is relief

…from the addiction, the obsessing of future and past and doing and becoming. Timelessness is the relief we are trying to reach in orgasm, in addictions, in TV and movies, internet surfing, career success, meditation, you name it.

The reason we do it is to get relief from the incessant mental engagement of “past-ing” and “future-ing”.
When future is not the primary focus, there arises a great space. When you are no longer strategizing and planning about what you are going to do next, you can actually enjoy the infinite and overwhelming miracle that Life is.

When past is not the primary focus, there arises even more space to actually be alive.

What is left without the psychological neurotic impulse to constantly reject Life by giving it away to a mental dream?

Timelessness. What is left is a Mystery, a wonder, and the end result of all we have always been searching for. Wow.

This is what I offer…

I offer this reminder amidst the sea of wonderful and fascinating banner ads, and e-courses, and video, and how to anything and everything…

…that right here is what we have always been looking for. Right here.

We can act and move and navigate through this world from this knowing, from this remembering. Practicing this is the antidote to grasping and incesant “future-ing”. I can think of nothing that can help you more but this. This is the charm that removes the misery and suffering from life. This is the “pill” we have always been searching for. And it is so simple that it’s easy to pass by…

…after all, it’s just….

this….

Thanks for the image: Idea go

Set Goals, but don’t let Goals set You

Today was a tough one for me. Dear God, yes it was. And as I look back at my day from my current position in time being 10:32 pm, I have had to ask myself: “why in the hell was this day so hard for me? What did I do to create 4 fights with my wife, make my daughter cry, get myself depressed, overeat, and get so very little accomplished?”

The answer is obvious, and you should know so you may not make the same mistake as often as you may be making it already.

I woke up this morning feeling optimistic and enthused. Only, there was something very wrong. I was filled with a strict agenda, tyranical goals, a schedule, and plans. Recipe for disaster let me tell you.

The thing is, I love schedules and plans and goals and agendas. I actually think they are quite fun. It’s just when they are so strictly enforced and adhered to at the exclusion of the allowance of Life to flow, that they become monsters.

I was so head-bent on accomplishing this goal to work in my various garden jobs for 6 hours a day, that I rushed through my morning meditation, and completely skipped my morning blog-post – which is the activity that feeds me in a major way these days. I skipped right over the human-ness part of my day and went right for the marine corps -style-objective-final-goal. Result – frustration, misery, anger, depression.

At my first job after ignoring my human soul which was aching to express itself and receive guidance and inspiration from the daily blog post, I noticed that I was getting frustrated with the weeds for being in the way. I got frustrated with my puppy dog Charlie and threw him (not hard, but not nice). In fact I was frustrated with just about everything about everything.  I noticed that I just wanted to sit down and write, maybe write my blog post for the day,  and get my mind clear, maybe take a walk — but NO! I had to stay on schedule and accomplish my self-imposed hour quota.

After forcing myself through that job, I went home for lunch and got in a fight with my wife and made my daughter cry. Not cool. All because I was so stressed out to accomplish things I really didn’t want to be doing in the first place. The afternoon job involved digging a loooooooong ditch in the hot afternoon California sun. Also, not cool. Literally.

I got so upset doing this that I dropped the job after a couple of hours, failing at my goal, and feeling guilty and miserable. I went home and again fought with my family, after mack-ing down some ice-cream and coconut sweet bars.

Finally it all got so utterly ridiculous that I just had to laugh. I appologized profusely to my wife and daughter and just gave let the whole control obsession with forcing things to happen dissolve. A window opened up for me to use the family MacBook, and vwallah! Here I am FINALLY doing what I could have done earlier in the day which may have given me that dose of meaning, purpose, and fulfillment that I was craving… even more than ice-cream.

You see, there’s nothing wrong with getting things done. I love my new-found friend the Google Calendar. I love color-coding all the important things I’m going to do this week, and the next, and the next. I love doing my best, and giving my all to accomplish something, but I have to realize that I’m not a damn robot. I have an inner urge to write, to blog, to reach out to others and spread the good news of taking life to the next step of evolution and fulfillment, so ignoring that creates a lack and a bitterness in everything else I do in the day.

Same thing with my morning routine. If I skip meditation time, or rush through it (like I did today) it leaves that same bitterness.

So the message of this blog post is simple. Loosen up. Set goals but don’t let goals set you. Whether it’s writing or playing music, or yoga, or Brazilian JuJitsu, fill yourself first with the things that fill you with joy and purpose and aliveness. Then fulfilling tasks and to-do lists and goals and schedules will be more meaningful and effective.

If I am performing a task or a project with that bitterness and disdain, what good is it doing anybody? I mean really? What’s the point of grinding away with remorse and an unfilfilled desire to be doing something else which probably will be contributing in a more significant way to the world anyway. Even if that other thing doesn’t seem so significant, at least it’s going to be done with love and happiness.

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I enjoy setting goals while remembering that they are not allowed to set me.
My human-ness and soul stirrings are more important that my ego’s strict agenda.
Goals are an expression of the wholeness and fulfillment that I already am.

Namaste in the Wu Wei…