As Above So Below

“Reality is the grand deceiver.”

Devil in the Details

Given we perceive 0.002% of what exists and transpires in the universe, it could be stated we understand even less.  Since the origins of humanity, we have been victims of revisionist history; distorting, exploiting and manipulating our intelligence, interpretation, observation, perception and vision.  In addition, social conditioning and programming has assimilated us into a virtuality, enslaved in a matrix of existential oblivion.  When we identify the impact and influence that egocentricity has on our experience, we begin to distinguish the devil in the details.  Especially now, as it is certainly evident in its extreme. 

From the Pulpit to the Pew

Before I knew or even understood faith; like millions of others, I was encouraged to attend church.  At the time, I could not comprehend my religious contempt.  My earliest memory was sitting in a pew, bored out of my mind and counting the moments until I could escape to the freedom of my Sunday afternoon.  All that appealed to me was the Book of Revelation.  During the services, everything seemed to move rapidly, until the Minister’s sermon, then my aggravation swelled to a fever pitch.  I encountered religious trauma until soon after High School.  My exodus from dogma occurred in adulthood, when I began my soul journey.

Between the Lines

One thing I found somewhat interesting about religion was the ancient manuscripts and texts written long before Secret Societies of men began distorting, exploiting and manipulating the message to control humanity and enforce their egocentricity.  In my mid-twenties into my early thirties, I experienced and explored several diverse cultural traditions.  When I was 30, I was introduced to Lakota Ceremony, which I have walked for the last 24 years.  In every path I encountered, I realized knowledge was something obtained through indoctrination, whereas understanding is the experience of universal relativity. 

Universal Experience

For the last 30 years, I have been walking an experiential expedition.  Whether it was the Fourth Way School, Meditation, Celtic Ritual, Kabbalah or Lakota Ceremony, I have always had one foot in the essential and the other in the terrestrial.  After countless encounters, I have slowly become more aware, centered, present, related and in flow with my soul.  Every morning, I choose to transcend the linear duality of causality and embody the quintessence of being.  By shifting my perception with keen observation, and streaming the energy currents both within and beyond, I transformed my social existence into a universal experience.

“Eternity is a mystery to humanity.”

The Greatest Story Never Told

When Source created the original Transcendent Being, it was one of the most powerful expressions of light in creation.  The first in a kindred of immortals, he was chosen as the intercessor of creation in the universe.  There was great vision, purpose and synergy in this ascended realm, emanating creativity, imagination, truth, universality and wisdom.  Dissidence occurred between the Kindred at the idea of sharing their universal understanding with the children of creation.  Many objected, while a few observed it as an essential evolutionary shift for humanity, empowering us with an awakened experience of being. 

The Fall

Many of these Beings cast out the few to preserve their divine hierarchy, which was the genesis of arrogance, entitlement, egocentricity and superiority; ultimately being inherited by humanity.  The leader of the few was Samael, the first Transcendent Being.  Later he would become known as Lucifer, the “Light Bringer,” “Shining One” and “Morning Star.”  After his exile from the ascended realms, his vanquishers decreed an ingenious deception that Samael’s benefaction to the children of creation would be acknowledged as an abomination, to ensure the continuum of dominion they possessed over humanity.

Origin of Evil

The advent of egocentricity in the ascended realms weaponized Creation into the singularity of God.  Mankind’s abuse of the divine provoked a global epidemic of fear, enslaving their subjects into the sociopathy of servitude, resulting in the oblivion of blind faith.  The notion of questioning the Bible was chastised as blasphemy, heresy and profanity.  As much as the Ascended Beings endorsed and enforced the propaganda of God, some who were cast out became equally influenced by their egocentricity, defying the deceit of their descent as a demonstration of their own divinity.  Thus, the concept of evil was born. 

Radical Empowerment

During the era of Christ, several priests observed the empowerment he shared with the disciples and those who sought to embody his message.  He was a radical who intended to raze the establishment and empower the people to lead themselves into their destiny of ascended being.  Whatsoever the New Testament illustrated as the fulfillment of Old Testament prophecy in relation to Jesus of Nazareth, eventually he was condemned to the cross in a brutal and futile message to a naive world.  The second book of the Bible was conceived by a group of men in a hostile takeover of faith, giving birth to Christianity

Transcendental Resonance

In the linear duality of virtual social reality, there is only dark and light.  Evil is signified with the fear of condemnation and exile into the void of oblivion.  Whereas Good is glorified with the promise of eternal bliss.  Beyond the dualistic paradigm into which we are indoctrinated, there is light in the darkness, and darkness in the light.  The greater the evil, the greater potential for the light; when its raw frequency is transformed.  Our projected fear is the personal power we sacrifice to all things we perceive as evil.  Yet, it is only a dense frequency of force, which simply empowers us with the opportunity to purify its primal energy into a transcendental resonance.    

As Above So Below

All through the history of humanity, the First Transcendent Being Lucifer has been demonized by religious propaganda designed to prey upon the unconscious fear and ignorance of its devout.  The gift of human ascension and evolution both Jesus and Lucifer offered in their own unique ways was forsaken with audacious egocentricity, resulting in the first being crucified, and the latter exiled from the celestial realm.  One is exalted with feigned idolization for being someone he was not, while the other remains excommunicated into infamy.  Both were willing to sacrifice themselves for the transcendence of humanity.  As it is above, so it is below, good is demonized by the evil we embody.  

“Truth is evil in the eyes of egocentricity.”

Crossing the Threshold

“Existence is the paradox of experience.”

Routine Oblivion

Beyond our common exposure to human indoctrination via education, heredity, media, politics, religion, science and society, our greatest conditioning comes from our selective programming.  We all subscribe to our personal agendas, deceptions, fantasies, narratives, propaganda, rhetoric and strategies in our quest to evade authenticity and integrity.  Given the reality in which we observe, identify and exist is an elaborate simulation, we design our personal delusion to interact with its illusion.  Our engagement in this paradigm establishes our routine oblivion, converting infinite universality into a vortex of virtuality.

The Mind’s Eye

We engage in the social reality of life, voluntarily sacrificing more than we can possibly imagine.  Our obligatory assimilation acquiesces the power of our soul to the causality of our environment.  We are programmed from an early age into social dependency, tethered to the immediate gratification of an elementary existence.  Many of us fail to understand who we truly are, until we encounter the inevitability of our mortality.  Yet death, as we have all been conditioned to fear, is a lie.  It is simply an evolutionary shift in our experience of being.  The institutionalization and manipulation of our mind’s eye destroys our universal destiny.    

Under the Sun

Every year I participate in an event.  It is not an occasion where I join a congregation, make a declaration to God, then return to my daily life.  Traditionally, it is a twelve-day commitment to purify, pray and relate with community.  After 22 years, my involvement has shifted into being of service to the people.  This year there were two events; in Germany and in Michigan.  Both ceremonies were very unique, which empowered and enhanced my vision in this lineage.  I observed how distinct the event is for each person.  However divergent our experiences may evolve, we are all together in prayer under the sun.

Artificial Power

Humanity is controlled by a matrix of hierarchy.  The elite are exalted for occupying privilege, while the majority are condemned to commonality.  Social reality is an exhibition of accumulation, competition, exploitation and manipulation.  This inevitably translates into ceremony, as some will enact an agenda and strategy to further their own personal advancement.  This diminishes and distorts their prayer into an individual quest for acknowledgement and importance, amplifying their deficiency of self-confidence, esteem, respect and worth.  Eventually, they abandon their soul and invest in the artificial power of their egocentricity.   

 

“Egocentricity is existential oblivion.”

All Our Relations

Being authentic in an inauthentic society is an impossible endeavor.  When we proclaim to know something, we habitually proselytize with people to establish that our wisdom is the endorsement of our authority.  This is merely a pageantry for our egocentricity.  I have observed this frequently in the last 24 years.  We may even weaponize our knowledge upon others, preventing the progression of the community’s evolution.  When we embody and empower understanding, we experience prayer as a multidimensional convergence of being; to synchronize, synergize and resonate with the universe, our soul and all our relations.

Contrary Forces

With every proactive intent we make when we pray, there is an equal and opposite force of reactive ego.  More often than not, many of us struggle to be in our prayer.  Our personal delusion distorts, exploits and negates our focus, purpose and vision to neutralize the energy of our universal relativity.  These contrary forces are unable to source their own power.  Therefore, they are condemned to seize and syphon whatever they can muster from the oblivion of humanity; preying upon the raw energy of our anxiety, egocentricity, insecurity and uncertainty.  Their energetic density manifests much as gravity in the simulation of social reality.

Sacred Space

Every ceremony creates a powerful relativity between the universe and the earth.  The key preparation for this event is establishing the space.  This is as important as the community and its prayer, which sets an essential boundary.  The circle is a sacred space, transformed into a spiritual field in which the people are protected from contrary forces that attempt to distort, exploit and manipulate the energy flow at its center.  As we may have observed in contemporary society, these entities have progressively become hyper-aggressive, extreme, malevolent and vicious, threatening the sacred space of our soul.

Being Present

Universal relativity is the remedy for the schism we all enable with our soul.  Our personal oblivion enslaves us into an abusive existence of traumatization, toxification and victimization, rendering us accessible and vulnerable to the social vortex provoking our universal extinction.  Consciousness is the omnipresence that establishes the equilibrium between our soul, intuition, heart, mind and body.  This synergy sources our evolution, transformation and transcendence, empowering our universal relativity and resonance.  Being present is the most vital aspiration we can embody in this remarkable age of awakening.

Experiential Drift

Every day, we exist in a social simulation, inundated with a plethora of abstractions, distractions, misinterpretations, misunderstandings, occupations, preoccupations, opinions and subjectivity.  These influences impose their impact upon us, distorting and disrupting our focus, intention, purpose and vision.  Many of us are frequently drifting from our prayer, even during ceremony; to the degree our experience feels incomplete.  Our ego will invent the illusion of achievement, yet our encounter remains a mystery within the deficiency of our soul relativity.  Occupying the center of our being is essential when we pray.

Crossing the Threshold

When we observe all the effort, energy, expense, preparation and time we invest into our prayer, being present in every moment is fundamental to the fulfillment of our experience.  Wherever we conduct our attention is where our energy flows.  When we are influenced by our ego, we become possessed by the contrary forces abiding in our peripheral environment.  We drift because our awareness is exploited, manipulated and transmuted to endorse the animosity of society.  Prayer is an opportunity to cross our personal threshold of enabling our virtual existence to empower our universal experience in the center of our soul.                                            

“In every breath…with every step…be every prayer.”

The Center of Experience

“Our ego is the filter of our existence.”

The Illusion of Reality

Before we establish our awareness or understanding, we are integrated into a social paradigm of explicit indoctrination.  Whether or not we observe this actuality as the truth is clarified by our personal awareness.  We either subscribe to the madness around us and select our routine delusion in the peripheral simulation of society; or we center our personal experience and stream our soul in resonance with the universe.  It is simple, yet our egocentricity weaves elaborate webs of complexity into the duality of our human existence.  We are all too eager to don rainbow-colored sunglasses and live in the illusion of reality.

Cult of Society

The first cult in which we enroll is family.  Lineage is often a bloodline enslavement of our genetic emulation, as inescapable as it is inevitable.  From this we adopt codependency, as the bonds of our engagement solidify into the virtuality of our familial lifestyle.  The majority of humanity resides in inauthentic relativity, rarely evolving beyond generational guilt, obligation and trauma.  As we mature, we are exposed to educational, political, religious, scientific and social propaganda.  Habitual stimulus conditions us into selective beliefs, fantasies, ideologies, narratives and thoughts, assimilating us into the cult of society.

Integration of Inversion

We exist in a paradigm that is upside-down, inside-out and inverted to the nth degree.  Even the most deluded person can observe this truth, as it is more apparent than it has ever been.  However, most of us live in a fantasy, callously shielding ourselves and our loved ones from probable peril, suffering, violence and death, while enabling them all with our denial, evasion, fear and insecurity.  No matter how much energy we expend, we pose false impressions of feigned achievement, confidence, contentment and wealth, conning ourselves into a mythical simulation, on a predestined course with our personal oblivion.

A Universal Destiny

For thirty years, I have been discovering and experiencing universality.  By no means would I ever claim I am any more spiritual than anyone else, as this would simply be an exhibition of my own egocentricity.  In the last three decades, my experiences have been exceptional, exponential and extraordinary.  In hindsight, fulfilling on this path within the gravity of social reality, and against the grain of humanity has been excruciating.  When I chose this journey, nothing I have observed in humanity is as essential as our soul.  Being at the center of our experience empowers the embodiment of our universal destiny.

“Knowing is the adversary of understanding.”

From Knowledge to Understanding

We are programmed to seek knowledge.  In our compulsive lust for information, we fail to understand.  When I began my quest 30 years ago, I was blinded by my ego and found myself believing that knowing was equated with wisdom.  The first six years of my path were corrupted by my egocentricity, striving to prove others wrong, even before they finished their sentiments.  In my humility, I was able to distinguish the trivial from the essential, learning to listen to others in a way that had them feel heard, even when I did not agree.  Within this listening, there is amity, clarity, empathy, insight, relativity, truth and understanding.    

Feigned Sanctimony

Inauthenticity is a viral behavior that has become our human nature; distorting our experience, listening and respect of others with our adversarial narratives. Therefore, weaponizing our beliefs, ideologies, politics, religion, spirituality and science.  We rarely have an intention of crossing the threshold of our positions to explore anything beyond our static dogmas.  We feign agreeability, flexibility, fluency and sincerity, while we deny, disregard and reject all we encounter.  Our arrogance may be the only enduring quality of our personality.  When nothing works in our lives, we defiantly cling to the fallacy of our egocentricity. 

Artificial Power

Exalted people in the world are the most fearful, insecure and psychotic.  One who holds a position of public standing is a sociopath who desires to command a hierarchy of dominion over a population of naive citizens.  Artificial power is enforced upon a constituency, imposed with control, exploitation, manipulation, reprisal and terror.  Whereas authentic power is inspired by the relativity we establish with our heart, intuition and soul, encouraging others to experience their vision, intent, purpose and being.  Authority intimidates people with their own projection of egocentricity.  Empowerment inspires a space for others to express their universality.

The Evil Within

Our social indoctrination desensitizes us and diminishes our empathy. We learn to brandish cruelty, exploitation, manipulation and toxicity.  Our callousness is a defense mechanism in our desperation for survival.  In essence, we emulate evil with every transgression we commit against others, yet the impacts are greatest upon ourselves.  When we attempt to profess our feigned virtues, our selective agendas occur as deceptions.  Our existence is a virtuality, echoing the vicious cycles of our forsaken revelations into the vortex of our egocentricity.  The horror we encounter is not the malevolence around us; it is the evil we enable within.   

Peripheral Paradigm

Society is rife with people who attempt to prove to others what they ought to be affirming for themselves.  Yet, we are programmed to depend exclusively on authoritarian institutions weaponized to confuse, control, divert, disempower, enslave and exploit us into our individual oblivion.  We exist in a hyper-reactive state, obsessed with simulated eventualities occurring in our social environments.  As we fail to exercise experiential practices of affinity, awareness, being, creativity, relativity, transformation and transcendence, we settle into a peripheral paradigm, subscribing to our personal delusion in the collective illusion of social reality. 

The Center of Experience

The social periphery is teeming with distractions, diversions, preoccupation, triviality and virtuality.  We are drawn to its artificial euphoria like a moth to a flame.  As most of us have a deficiency in energetic consciousness, we chase gratification in the chaos around us.  There is either dependency upon existential sociality, or the sovereignty of experiential universality.  Establishing the equilibrium of our soul, intuition, heart, mind and body shifts us into the essence of our being.  When we are in the center of our experience, society is transformed by our transcendence, and we become an expression of our soul.  

“Experience is the resonance of being.”

The Solar Shift

“We are in the zenith of the solstice.”

The Heart of It All

For 23 successive years I have been traveling to South Dakota for Ceremony.  I just returned from the annual journey a few days ago and once again am in transition between realities.  As I was driving, I reflected on all the encounters I have had in relation to my personal experiences.  Where we pray, it is truly a different world from everyday society and all its drama, distractions, ideologies, idiosyncrasies, nuances, politics, preoccupations and ordinary existence.  In the tradition we participate, South Dakota is the heart of it all; generations of ceremony, culture and prayer resonate within every dimension of our being.

For the People

In all the years I have walked these ways, I had always been actively engaged, rarely supporting others as many have in ceremony.  The last four years of going to South Dakota, my focus has been on holding a space for others on their journey; as essential as it is to participate.  During this time, I experienced a fulfillment in my relativity with those I supported; the ceremony, the prayer and the tradition.  Regardless of the roles to which I have committed, supporting others is the most vital.  Beyond how this may be perceived by the novice or experienced, it is all about being in service for the people.

Four Days

As it is during the advent of Winter, we are entering the four-day shift of the Summer Solstice.  Many cultural traditions acknowledge the Winter Solstice to be when the earth takes her breath, and the seeds of our intentions for the coming year are sown.  Likewise, at Midsommar she releases her breath, and the bounty of our purpose is harvested.  As we progress from the Winter to the Summer Solstices, the synergy between the universe and our soul empowers the equilibrium of our intuition, heart, mind and body.  We transform terrestrial existence into universal experience, establishing the foundation of our relativity.

Solstice Origins

My bloodline lineage is half Irish, and a quarter each of English and German.  Being of Celtic descent, the equinoxes and solstices have been significant times of the year in my personal experience.  Midsommar has been observed by my culture into antiquity as a celebration of renewal and the life-giving power of the sun.  It is when the earth’s pole is titled optimally at its vertical axis in the northern hemisphere, resulting in the longest day and shortest night of the year.  My ancestors connected with this annual milestone by commemorating the rhythm of the sun, the changing seasons and the empowerment of ceremonial energy.

“Humility is the cornerstone of prayer.”

Virtues of Prayer

For the first time in 12 years, our community will be in ceremony together in our home lodge during the Summer Solstice, as many of us are usually in South Dakota.  Many other communities in our area and around the world will be in prayer.  Given this word is interpreted variably by countless cultures, this tradition is not a fleeting devotion, exaltation, invocation or recitation.  It is the most difficult way in this world to pray.  In all my spiritual encounters, this tradition is the most immersive, powerful and profound lifestyle of courage, fortitude, generosity, humility and reverence for all life.

Community Flow

Many in our community establish their ceremonial intentions during the Winter Solstice, expressing them with their prayer through the Spring Equinox and embodying them at the Summer Solstice.  Our purpose is empowered and evolves in each ceremony we participate.  Every specific ceremony is unique, based on the state of our lives, the time of year, the need from the community and the observance of the tradition.  None are ever the same, often with different intentions, people, prayers and songs.  There is a progressive flow that transpires naturally, empowered by the collective energy of the community.  

The Way of Nature

Every morning I stand barefoot on the ground to connect with the earth.  Most of the ceremonies in which we participate occur in nature, as its presence is integral in how they evolve.  Last year, our community completed on an eight-year commitment with a ceremonial intention.  As we gathered around the lodge and fulfilled on the observance, a cloud front in the south turned and shifted to the west, moving over our space.  While sharing the purpose of what we were doing, soft thunder pealed across the sky with flashes of lightning.  During the ceremony, the thunder and lightning continued until our prayer was finished.

The Solar Shift

The Summer Solstice is a four-day transition of solar energy that shifts us into a new season.  During this powerful time, nature is at its zenith, and the light is the primary life force in the northern hemisphere.  The Sun is the center of our solar system, orbiting around the center of the Milky Way, otherwise known as the Ghost Road.  It is the path souls journey when leaving their bodies, in spirit travel or in the transition of death.  This time of year empowers our resonance as souls and our spiritual potential for universality.  From June 19th to the 22nd, we are in the solar shift of our awakening, transformation and transcendence.

“Solstice is the evolution of the soul.”

The Circle

“Loss is an opportunity to be found.”

In Our Time

My wife and I have been a part of a ceremonial community for over 24 years.  Its roots run from our local area, around the country and the world.  More than anything, it is a relation empowered by prayer.  Over the last quarter century, we have encountered infinite experiences from extraordinary highs to excruciating lows; and everything in between and beyond.  The community is a circle of committed people who give their all to make a difference in their lives, those of their families and all their relatives.  It is one of the most difficult ways in the world to pray.  However, for many of us, it is the only way to live.

Silent in the Mourning

I have never been anxious or fearful of death, as I feel it is just a shift into another dimension of being.  A few days ago, one of our community member’s wives passed away.  She had participated in ceremony and supported him in his commitment to the community.  What brings it home to me in a personal way is that she was my age.  Her passing sent shockwaves through our extended community, as she was related with several of our members before becoming a part of our ceremonial circle.  In these moments, I have attempted to be present to all that is arising from her passing, not in grief yet with prayer.

Ceremonial Progression

One of the things I have observed while walking this path, it is never the same, regardless of the ceremony in which we participate.  Most often, they are not planned events.  They evolve, progress and manifest in their own way, with only rudimentary need of human influence.  That is the tradition we are guided to practice.  In lieu of the common convenience, comfort, control and desire of the one, it is centered on the needs of all.  The ceremonial experience is empowered by eventualities that may arise in any given moment.  In each one, there is a unique flow of experiential momentum, which calls for the necessity to be present.    

Shift in Prayer

From the moment I heard about her passing, my life shifted into service for this special prayer, not fully understanding how it would develop over the last week leading up to the ceremony.  There are specific rites that are done in this tradition, yet part of holding the space for prayer is allowing essential phenomenon to evolve as they transpire.  There are actions and prayers I make every day of my life to be related with the community, many that occur in their own way.  It is not a declaration of knowing, it is an expression of understanding the how, what, where, why and most notably when to be in flow with a call for prayer.

“Control is the destroyer of prayer.”

A Calling

After I heard about her passing, I spoke with my friend, offering condolences and support in whatever way I could.  My wife suggested I take my pipe with me to work in case he needed to pray.  I reached out to him on my way home.  As I came closer to his house, a massive storm front was looming from the southwest.  I walked in and embraced him.  We smudged his house, then moved outside and prepared the pipe to make a prayer.  Thunder began to roll across the sky.  I sung a traditional song and we smoked out the pipe.  I will carry this for the rest of my life.

A Life of Its Own

The morning of her passing, I received several calls from community members requesting a ceremony.  Many were shocked with the loss of their dear friend and relative.  As the week progressed, several things transpired within the community to clarify what would happen when we prayed together in the lodge.  Many of us sprang into action, helping to clean, organize and prepare his house to receive family and friends for the difficult days ahead.  People planned to bring extra food to the ceremony for him to take home and feel the support of the community.  The prayer has a life of its own, we need only be in its flow.

Family Time

By Friday, things had settled and I became present to the impact of her passing.  The numbing feeling of bereavement and mortality dulled my commonly keen senses. Making ties, praying with the pipe and preparing for the coming ceremony helped break the cycle of my shock and awe.  Speaking with several members of the community also helped shake the sadness that hung as heavy as the impending storm that Tuesday at my friend’s house.  On Saturday, I travelled to Grand Rapids to see my father, stepmother, brother and nephew.  Being with family shifted me into a space of cheerful and essential relativity.

Beyond Imagination

Sunday morning, I packed the car for the ceremony and visited with my wife before my brother would arrive and we would head to Ypsilanti.  Living the ceremonial experience as a couple in all the ways we do is truly an extraordinary and experiential encounter.  I feel blessed to share these commitments with her and fulfill our relationship in ways beyond our imaginations.  However, it is also extremely challenging, humbling and at times overwhelming to live the prayer.  Given the circumstances of the last week, I have grown to appreciate our ceremonial kinship in all the diverse dimensions of our personal and mutual experiences.

New Life

My brother and I arrived at the lodge space and visited with my grieving friend.  Soon we were building the fire and setting the altar.  A torrential rain came and threatened to flood the fire.  Four of us built a circular moat around it and bailed the water.  In a half hour, the sun broke.  Later, we gathered as a community around the fireplace, sung a traditional song and had a wipe down with smudge.  The ladies gathered and gave our mourning friend a blanket, and the men gave him a star quilt for his son.  We all crawled into the lodge to offer our prayers as a community in support of our relative for his transition into a new life experience.

The Circle

Many of these ceremonial traditions occur in a circle, as no one person is more important than anyone else.  It is unnatural when a community is too dependent upon its leader(s), as ceremony becomes more about them and less about the people.  In my humble perspective, the term leadership is a social, hierarchical exploitation that can control, diminish and distort the space held for people to participate in the unique way they are called.  Community evolves and manifests as an empowerment of each soul on their personal path, unified in collective prayer.  It takes every person present in a ceremony to hold, live and fulfill the circle.

“Unity is the soul of community.”

From the Heart

“Love is a journey of the soul.”

Gender Duality

When we were young, masculinity and femininity were not in our awareness.  We distinguished a man from a woman, yet we did not place much credence upon the stereotypes we would levee with our selective gender personification.  Whether it is our education, environment, heredity, personality, religion or society, young boys were required to repress their feminine, while young girls were obliged to suppress their masculine.  This broadened the gender schism, conditioning us to avoid, disregard and escape our biological inverses. We became unbalanced human beings, cast into a duality of social relativity.

A Mother for All

A boy’s first love is his mother, and a girl’s her father.  My mom has always been outgoing, outlandish and outspoken, aging as gracefully as the finest wine.  Growing up with her was rarely a dull moment, as she would sing, play the piano, take us on adventures and encourage us to be who my brother and I would become.  She was the center of our world, shifting us through grief when divorce shattered the heart of our family.  She was our hero, bearing the gravity of our upbringing when our lives were falling apart.  When I trace the roots of my charity, creativity, emotionality and humanity, they were all inspired by my mother. 

First Kiss

When I was seven years old, I lived in Marysville, Michigan.  Every day I would walk four blocks back and forth to elementary school.  My mom was friends with a woman who lived on our street, and I would tag along with her on visits to play with the neighbor’s daughter.  One day, we were playacting like we were being married, reciting our vows, holding hands and kissing when the auspicious moment came.  At first, I engaged with curiosity and innocence, not entirely aware of what was happening.  Eventually, we would speed through our vows just to hold hands and kiss.  To this day, these are still essential intimacies for me.

Middle School Steady

A few years after my parents divorced, we moved to Leelanau County.  After a year there, I moved back to Marysville with my father.  As he was the Principal of the Middle School I attended, it caused social alienation and awkwardness in my teenage life.  This is when I began to notice the opposite sex.  During eighth grade, I went steady with a girl in my class, not even knowing what that meant.  I recall going to dances, talking on the phone, writing notes, holding hands and stealing kisses with her in the school hallways.  However, our young fling was as fleeting as a dream, given I would move back to Leelanau County for High School.     

“Onliness empowers relativity.”

High School Badlands

All though High School, I never had a girlfriend.  I did have hormones racing through me as a teenager, yet I was not drawn to anyone in particular.  There were a handful of girls in our class of 22, and half of them were spoken for, so I dove into friendship, music and nature, as we lived in one of the most beautiful places in Michigan.  During this time, there were brief relationships here and there, yet nothing that yielded fond memories.  This would empower my path toward introspection, transformation and understanding, preparing me for the extraordinary relationship I was to experience over the last 24 years.

Passing Ships

At an age when most were gravitating toward college, career, marriage and kids, I was more invested in celebration, friends, music and nature.  After a few brief encounters in my early twenties, I spent a year and a half during the prime of my musical experience in my first real relationship with a kind woman.  However, I was still too immature, intoxicated and insubordinate for it to last.  I ended the relationship, mainly for her benefit.  A year later, I shifted and transformed my life, beginning my journey of discovery, exploration and evolution.  Over the next ten years, I would have relationships, yet none endured longer than a few months.

Intimating the Muse

From my mid-to-late twenties, I spent a lot of time experimenting with spirituality, writing music, poems and short stories and being in nature.  My days were spent in solitary, intimating with myself, or who I thought I was at the time.  Years later, I realized I had been deprogramming from egocentricity, heredity, indoctrination and society, while building a foundation of being with my soul.  As I endeavored to relate with who I was, this experience empowered me to embody who I would become. Once I began discovering and expressing my truth, music was the muse that inspired me to create relativity with community.

Ceremonial Relativity

My spiritual journey began with the Fourth Way School in my mid-twenties, to my Celtic heritage and then Kabbalah when I turned thirty.  My sister invited me to a Pipe Ceremony around this time, and I fully shifted into the Lakota Tradition, marking my exodus from spirituality.  In Ceremony, I learned to listen, live and relate with beings beyond this world.  Soul relativity is omni dimensional; first universal, then intuitive, emotional, intellectual and finally physical.  During the last 24 years of walking this path, kinship evolved with myself and community, and established my ceremonial relativity in prayer. 

The True of all Trues

Around the time I began participating in Ceremony, I was taking courses on personal transformation.  One day I was walking down the hallway at the Center and came upon a beautiful woman speaking with her friends.  She had an aura of enchantment that expressed her inner radiance.  I was drawn to her with excitement, though she was taken aback by my exuberance.  Neither of us had known we had both signed up for the same course that was to begin in a week.  I showed up for the first class, and having been aware of the seating position-sharing partner format in all the courses, I quickly sat down next to her.  The rest is destiny.

From the Heart

For the last 24 years, my wife and I have had a universal relationship, sharing common ideologies, philosophies, revelations, transformations, visions, understandings and roles in Ceremonial Community.  We have learned together to be balanced, unique human beings who empower ourselves and each other to share in the fulfillment of our relativity.  Whether it is the elation when we are together, or the anticipation when we are apart, feeling is becoming.  When I reflect on the encounters I have had, each was an opportunity to evolve into the person I am, and empower and experience soul relativity.    

“Living from the heart is loving with the soul.”

Quest for Consciousness

“Vision is the origin of awareness.”

Adolescent Awakening

Until my late teens, I did not consider myself a conscious person.  As children, we are closest to our soul before we are indoctrinated into the societal matrix via our environment, education, heredity, media, politics and religion.  Halfway through High School, I began to observe there was something callous and sinister within the constitutions of humanity.  Being indifferent to the malevolent machinations of our collective enslavement, I felt dispirited by the social obsession for survival, superseding my personal opportunity to thrive.  I stood upon the precipice of adulthood, nearly selling my soul for a simulation.

Breaking the Spell

Had I not been present to predictive programming in High School, it certainly was evident at university.  After a year of educational conditioning, I liberated myself from a future of integration into the virtuality of social reality and began my unique quest for consciousness.  The element of learning that empowered me was the evolution of my personal awareness.  When I turned 20, it was evident I would never experience universal understanding in the domain of indoctrination.  My choice was to either migrate with the masses into social conformity or pioneer my unique journey into soul relativity.

The Entitlement of Ego

When I was 24, I had a transformational shift which brought me out of the oblivion of virtual existence into the revelation of universal experience.  This evolution took decades and continues to progress to this day.  As my clarity focused, so did my awareness to the tapestry of engineered authoritarian agendas, exploitations, policies, strategies and warfare, enslaving humanity into a deliberate and profitable state of fear.  As I became ever present to the infinite nuances of the global conspiracies, my ego grew, enabled by my entitled reactivity to its indifference, inequality, injustice and inhumanity.

Conspiracy Theorem

Twenty-three years ago, a friend of mine sent me a link to a documentary which featured an alternative scientific viewpoint detailing the attacks on September 11th, 2001.  This was the first tragedy in recorded history when the official report provided by government agencies was controversially contested, debated, debunked and denied.  Soon after, a totalitarian initiative was implemented to weaponize the cognitive dissonance of the people, discrediting all who refuted the official narrative, while stigmatizing them as conspiracy theorists.  A term invented by the very individuals who commit atrocities against humanity.

“Awareness is the foundation of consciousness.”

Spiritual Enigma

I always had an inclination toward the mystical since I was a child.  However, life in the simulation of social reality draws the oxygen out of the existential room.  When I made my exodus into sobriety at 25, it was not long before I found spirituality.  Yet, my ego was in lockstep with my evolution.  It took me over a decade to begin to sever the environmental, hereditary and involuntary egocentricity inhibiting my experience, perception and progression.  I observed the impacts my audacity and superiority inflicted upon others and eventually recognized there is very little difference between egocentricity and spirituality.

Media Inoculation

From my teens into my early 30’s, I paid no attention to broadcast news.  I did not know why I was tuned out; I was simply not engaged.  Until the advent of alternative media in the early 2000’s when I began my own research into what had initially disturbed me years ago in High School.  As I dove down the proverbial rabbit hole, what I discovered enraged yet empowered me at the same time.  This also ignited my ego, and I had many contentious encounters with family and friends in my futile attempts to share the truth.  After a few years of hammering my head against the wall of my arrogance, I chose to transcend and free myself from the vicious cycles of my pride.

The Mantra of Being

When I met my wife 24 years ago, our relationship began within the experience of meditation.  We both attended a local center that provided a practice in the Jain Tradition.  This became a daily ritual for both of us.  In the accelerated, intensified and weaponized toxicity of contemporary virtuality, it is an essential pathway to transformation and transcendence.  In practice, I have expanded my consciousness, written music, published articles, spirit journeyed, aligned with soul relativity and empowered my flow with universality.  Fulfillment of being resonates in the amity, serenity and silence of meditation.

Holding a Space

Another lifestyle my wife and I have shared since our beginning is Ceremony.  After 24 years of experiences, we share roles with our commitments in the community.  Of all the spiritual encounters we have had, prayer is the most meaningful, powerful and profound.  Our service thru ceremony has inspired our awareness for essential relativity with all.  It is an experience beyond connection, friendship, family and this world.  As challenging, difficult and excruciating as this path may be, it empowers acceptance, compassion, fortitude, generosity, humility, kinship and understanding.  In essence, it is all about holding a space for prayer.

The Daily Bread

Universality is a multidimensional encounter.  Therefore, it encourages us to empower an omni dimensional experience.  Consciousness resonates on the frequency of our soul relativity.  Every morning I pray, meditate, practice yoga, listen to the universe and set my energetic boundaries.  The prayer relates me with my soul and all my relatives, meditation aligns me with my center, yoga synergizes my body, mind and heart with the source. Establishing my sacred space balances the equilibrium I create in my practices.  Music, writing and relating with friends and family empowers my daily experience.

A Quest for Consciousness

Every day is an opportunity to be in flow with our soul and the universe, empowering our inner relativity, while transforming our environment.  The quest for consciousness begins with being observant, focused, present, grounded, centered and aligned.  Where we conduct our attention is where we direct our energy.  In these taxing, toxic and tumultuous times, our resonance, transformation and transcendence is essential in shifting our terrestrial existence into a universal experience.  As impossible as freedom may seem amidst the stratagems of global fuckery, our consciousness is embodied in our universality. 

“Consciousness is the resonance of our being.”

A History of Music

“Silence is the soul of music.”

The Key of Inspiration

I had my first encounter with music when I was seven or eight.  My mom sang in a choir and would play our piano when she practiced.  In my youthful curiosity, she gave me beginner lessons. This led to being taught by a graduate from the Julliard School of Music.  I have always had an awkward relationship with the piano, lasting to this day.  In my teens, I would occasionally play it in an improvisational way, which sounded much like schizophrenic jazz.  I was not interested in musical structures yet drawn to exploratory sound.  Instead of modern mimicry, I was inspired by the sonic journey of self-expression. 

Wood and Strings

We had an old, acoustic guitar in the house.  Once in a while I would pull it from our closet and pluck on the strings, given its mysticism to me as an instrument.  In grade school, I had brief stints with the recorder and trombone yet drifted from ensemble-based music.  When I was fifteen, I purchased a Lotus electric guitar and an amplifier, then retreated to my bedroom with excited abandon.  It enchanted me in ways distinct from the piano, though through the years I have grown to appreciate the keys.  At the time, I had a stereo system with a record player, and would play along to the Beatles, Bob Dylan, Pink Floyd and many others.

Theme from the Bottom

My brother picked up an old Gibson electric bass guitar.  We never played together, though I would take it from his room, plugging it into my guitar amplifier and playing along with several of my favorite groups.  I was mostly inspired by Paul McCartney, John Klingberg from Van Morrison’s band, Roger Waters and eventually Phil Lesh.  Though I loved the simplicity of the instrument in comparison to the guitar, I was more into its melodic and harmonic elements, discovering a polyrhythmic and tonal style.  All the while, I kept a solid footing with singing and rhythm and lead guitar, occasionally returning to the piano.

Fallen Flower © SoulSun 1998

High Time

My friend played drums in high school, and we would meet at his house in Leland to jam blues, rock and improvisation for hours.  After we graduated, a few of our friends joined us: one on bass, another on rhythm guitar and a second drummer.  We spent the Summers of 1991 and 1992 at our friend’s house, rehearsing on the deck overlooking Lake Leelanau.  We would also gather on Whaleback with our acoustic instruments and play into the wee hours of the morning.  My brother would occasionally join us on vocals, and the zenith of our experience was our first official gig at the Old Art Building in Leland on the 4th of July. 

“Our song is the signature of our soul.”

The Art of Inspiration

I began writing music when I was 19.  After a few years playing with the hometown group, I would move to the Metro-Detroit area and begin performing my original music as a solo artist in coffee shops.  I gravitated toward bluegrass, folk, jazz and improv.  I met a friend in Royal Oak who was a saxophonist and student at Wayne State University.  He had free time in their studio, and we spent our evenings learning how to engineer, produce and record.  I wrote my first musical suite around that time. This became the focus of our recording project.  We also performed together and networked with musicians from around the area.    

Faces of the Moon SoulSun © 1998

SoulSun

A few months later, I met a lead guitarist from a recently separated band.  He invited me to audition for a new group they were putting together.  We settled on the name “SoulSun,” and feverishly practiced for a weekly gig in Greektown, which was to begin in two weeks’ time.  Soon after our residency started, we added some of my music to our rep and in a matter of months, our setlists were built with our songs.  A few months later, we were filling venues and travelling, all while recording our original music.  We eventually disbanded yet came back together a couple of years after to finish the CD and perform at the release party. 

En Fuego

Near the end of SoulSun’s run, I met a percussionist who played Congas.  He would sit in with our group on occasion.  A couple of years later, I would run into him, and he invited me to join a local Latin Jazz Band.  My focus shifted to discovering a different style of music.  During this time, I was also learning traditional Afro-Cuban and Latin percussion, primarily Congas, Cajon and Guira.  After several performances with the Latin Jazz Band, they separated yet I continued to play these instruments, writing music inspired by Caribbean culture.  Over a decade later, I would record them for some of the songs on my CD “Lakshmi.”

The Mountain’s Crown The Pryde The Red Road © 2005

The Pryde

After the Latin Jazz group, I connected with another songwriter who was a graduate of music.  We established an all-original duo, recording multiple genres and performing in the coffee house circuit and art festivals.  Within a year, we recorded and released our first CD, all while feverishly writing new material and performing all around Michigan.  The musical evolution between our first and second offerings was extraordinary, as I learned to bring melody, harmony, structure and theory to my songwriting.  After our third CD was released and having performed on a weekly basis for three years, we parted ways.

Lakshmi

As The Pryde was ending, I began to write more intimate music with a universal message.  In essence, I found my voice, my sound and my truth.  My songwriting and performing became more multidimensional.  I returned to the studio to record the “Lakshmi” CD.  12 songs, featuring 15 diverse genres on which I performed 17 different instruments. I also assisted in the engineering and mixing process, as well as conducting most of the production.  Lakshmi shifted me into a new era of songwriting. In my honest observation, it is the best representation of my sonic artistry in my 36-year musical odyssey.     

Wake Iam Lakshmi © 2016

A History of Music

Music was never my endeavor for fame or fortune.  It is too sacred an experience to be defined by compensation, imposition or promotion.  Though I was surprised it did not become my personal destiny, I have learned that artistry is not a commodity for ego, but a soul expression.  Since “Lakshmi,” I have written enough material for another 2 albums and continue to compose music.  All through my musical history, there has been one common tone.  Music connects us with each other unlike anything else in the world.  Our creativity is what relates us with our soul, and the source of it all.

“Music is the voice of the universe.”

The Lakshmi Suite (composed for my wife Laura)

Lakshmi Part 1: The Rhythm of Light Iam Lakshmi © 2016
Lakshmi Part 2: The Breath of Life Iam Lakshmi © 2016
Lakshmi Part 3: Mandala Iam Lakshmi © 2016

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A Day in the Life

“Being in our flow is universal resonance.”

Upon Reflection

Recently, I observed the articles I publish about my personal life experiences resonate with many readers.  This has inspired me to write more about my universal encounters, which is something only I can share.  In essence, telling the unique tale of which I am truly experienced.  Many of these events seem enigmatic, unbelievable and unreasonable.  However, I am living proof of their veracity, given the resonance many may have felt between the words and lines of these intimate articles.  Besides, there are more than enough people spinning selective narratives on societal fuckery, upon which I would only squander my creativity.

The Shift

My life truly began in my mid-twenties, as I was not yet conscious, focused, grounded and present.  There were countless eventualities I had from birth to the advent of adulthood.  However, they were systemic routines, akin to watching arbitrary causality stream past my sensibilities.  I existed in vicious cycles of social simulations, enslaving, exploiting and transmuting my awareness with audial, empirical and visual virtuality.  Fortunately, I distinguished my human existence from my soul experience.  An opportunity to cross my personal threshold transpired when I was twenty-five, and I shifted into the empowerment of universality.   

Half of My Life

For almost thirty years, I have lived a universal experience within the paradigm of social existence.  Whatever the tradition; The Fourth Way School, Celtic Ritual, Kabbalah, Jain Meditation or Ceremony, I observe my unique progression occur in ways that are beyond my imagination.  In three decades, there is one commonality in all of these experiences.  The unique flow I am able to occupy in the midst of this social vortex of reality, which consumes human energy with the gravitational force of a black hole.  It is like standing in the eye of a hurricane, observing social annihilation mere inches from the source of creation.

A Son of the Sun

When I was twenty-six, I was invited to an East-Indian Healing Ceremony.  The practitioner applied a precise collection of essential oils to my temples, torso, arms, hands, legs and feet.  They created an intense energy that moved within and around me.  In moments, I shifted from my body and was walking down a glass corridor.  Brilliant, golden light waves swirled around the passage, like the rays on the surface of the sun.  Upon my approach, a door opened and I was in an eight-sided atrium, dimly lit with a fiery torch in the center of each wall.  The great hall was crafted with wood, as flames illuminated its grains like pulsing veins. 

Soul Birth

My vision moved to the middle of the hall. An upended, tree root system stretched its naked branches to the high ceiling, shimmering in the incandescent glow.  A dais stood at its center.  Encouraged by intuitive inspiration, I approached and laid down on the altar, focusing on my breath.  Instantly, I shifted again, traveling at a velocity beyond the concept of speed.  The vast expanse of the universe empowered my soul upon its journey.  A few months after this experience, I discovered this was the progression of my soul transitioning into becoming human.  They were fleeting moments that felt like a lifetime.

“Our flow is the momentum of our universality.”

A History of Mystery

For thirty-five years, I have encountered conscious transitory shifts, exploring various fields of being.  There are many distinct experiences that have transpired.  Astral, celestial and soul travel, omni-dimensional shifting though reality, space and time, journeying to the Akashic Realm, (Universal Archival Library), reuniting with deceased friends and relatives in existential domains of convergence and exploring and experiencing the synthesis of being.  All through my history of mystery, the constants have been ascension, creativity, empowerment, relativity, resonance, transformation and transcendence.

Ritual De Lo Habitual

Every day, I awaken around 5:30 am, put out some coffee and tobacco on the earth, pray with the intention for universal relativity, meditate for twenty minutes and practice yoga for an hour.  Prayer relates me with my soul and the universe; meditation focuses my mind and empowers me to be present; while yoga aligns my equilibrium for conscious action, thought, emotion and intuition. Before I begin each day, I set energetic boundaries around my being and our house, meditate in the afternoon, take a walk for almost an hour, then usually write articles and play music.  The fulfillment of each day ensures my renewal for optimal rest.

Drift While You’re Sleeping

One evening last year, I fell asleep and shifted into a diverse space of being.  I was conscious; floating above my body while pleading “please let me fly.”  I drifted outside of the bedroom and made my way to the staircase.  My vision was drawn downstairs, where I could see my wife reading on the couch.  I used the railing to proceed to the ground floor, still floating near the ceiling.  When I reached her, I asked if she saw me.  She replied with a nod.  There was a violet aura around her.  I asked her if I could touch her arm, and she raised it to me.  I held her arm and asked her if she felt my touch.  We both smiled, and I awakened.

Soul Ascension

After a ceremony a few years ago, I went to sleep and found myself in a unique, conscious state.  I was standing on the bed, and could see the environment of the room, yet my vision of it was omni dimensional.  Intuitively, I descended into a crouching position and sprang into the air.  The speed at which I travelled was beyond measure.  I felt a cascade of solfeggio frequencies so absolutely, they resonated all within and around my being.  I was enveloped by a radiance of technicolor patterns, weaving their vibrant streams as the portal for my soul ascension.  After my velocity peaked, I descended back into my body. 

A Day in the Life

My days are spirited with conscious moments of observation, creation, intention, manifestation and transformation.  As a universal being having a human encounter, my life is not an exhibition of existence yet the empowerment of experience.  Being is an evolution of expression, inspiration, purpose, relativity and transcendence.  Every day is my opportunity for convergence with the flow of my universal frequency.  The resonance from my soul to my intuition, into the centers of my being, within the torus of my heart, the neural pathways of my mind and every cell in my body is the realization of my universality.          

“Consciousness is the currency of being.”

In the Center

“Soul relativity is our universality.”

A Perfect Storm

I had the good fortune of spending my adolescence in Leelanau County in Northern Michigan.  This was a time in my life of great upheaval.  My parents divorced a few years prior and my mom, brother and I moved from the southeast region of the state.  Being the new kid, middle school was excruciating.  I was a target of ridicule, as well as emotional, mental and physical abuse from my stepfather at home.  It was the perfect storm.  In addition to the accelerated expansion of being a teenager, I was far removed from my element, peering over the precipice of adulthood.         

The Looking Glass

At 16, I had my first experience with hallucinogenics in the wilderness of Leelanau County.  I would drop LSD with friends and explore the profound mystery of the forests.  It makes me cringe when people associate hallucinogens with drugs, as it is something entirely diverse from the common stigmata.  For me, it was an awakening; a threshold of experience, imagination and understanding of all things beyond the visible world.  I appreciated the revelations of being, creativity, insight, transformation, transcendence and vision I encountered, aligning my body, mind and heart with my intuition and soul.  

Beyond the Boundaries

During this time, I had a High School Poetry and Writing teacher who encouraged me to expand my awareness and perception through meditation.  The first was a guided exploration into the inner wilderness.  At some point during the experience, I drifted from consciousness and shifted into a unique dimension of being.  It was so powerful, it took me hours to return.  I could not remember the experience, as I lacked the capacity to recall the encounter.  All I could feel was the energetic resonance of journeying beyond the boundaries of my relative existence.

Realm of Darkness

In my early 20s, I was in a musical group and living in the oblivion of inebriation.  I took a nap prior to a performance that evening.  As soon as I shifted from consciousness, I found myself in a dark space, much like a deep pit or well.  I could not see, yet I could feel the presence of three malicious entities encircling me, waiting to pounce upon my surrender.  A negative force inflicted my paralysis.  Just before they closed in, I expressed my willpower and broke the spell of their malevolent conquest.  It was then I realized where my current path was leading, inspiring me to shift my self-subscribed oblivion and embrace my soul.

“Transformation is universal empowerment.”

Introduction to Being

By the time I was 24, I had severed ties with addiction and transitioned into health and wellbeing.  Writing music, poems and short stories became my avenue for creative expression.  While working in a coffeehouse in Royal Oak, I found myself hosting a group of conscious individuals who met about metaphysics, at the advent of its entrance into the mainstream.  Soon I would join them and be initiated into the Fourth Way School.  Grounded in a conscious exploration of ourselves as we are, not as we imagine ourselves to be, it is an observational experience and expression of omnidimensional being in relativity with our humanity.  For me, it was an introduction into being in flow with the universe.

Universal Threshold

During this time, I visited my parents in Leelanau County.  One night, I went to bed and shifted from consciousness.  Immediately, I was standing before a vast wall of breathing energy that shimmered like flowing fire.  Everything else in this space was white.  I recall stepping into the barrier.  At that moment, my girlfriend came into the bedroom and roused me back to awareness.  As I relayed the experience to her, I could feel the familiar sensation of an energetic resonance pulsing through my being.  Years later, I would understand this to be the threshold we cross as our soul leaves our body when we travel the cosmos.       

Celtic Lineage

As my awakening progressed, I discovered our family’s’ Irish lineage. Eventually I would embrace our ancient traditions and participate in Celtic Ceremony.  I had a profound relativity to these rituals that expanded my experience in understanding our culture and its ways.  After one of these ceremonies, I recalled a life in the early 1300’s as a novice, serving with the Knights Templar.  The strongest memory was being roused from sleep by French soldiers on Friday the 13th in 1314.  On that fateful morning, I stood in bed clothes with my fellow knights as a soldier pierced each of us with a spear in an exhibition of mockery.

Paradigm Shift

Twenty-four years ago, I met my wife while taking a transformational course on being.  Soon after, I began attending meditations with her in the Jain Tradition at a local Center, focusing on ancient mantras associated with the seven chakras.  Even though many of my earliest experiences were in a group setting, it was the first time I encountered having an intimate and universal relativity, while being with others.  For over two decades, I have meditated in this tradition daily, as it has empowered and enhanced my creativity, consciousness and experience.  I feel the same resonance I felt as a teenager when I first meditated.     

The Sacred Rites

I had never been motivated by prayer, as I was led to believe it was a religious plea chanted to an imaginary deity as a request for guidance.  Twenty-four years ago, I attended a Pipe Ceremony for a healing.  That Spring, I experienced my first Inipi.  A couple of years later, I went on my first vision quest.  A couple of months after that, I walked into the Sundance Circle.  Two years later I would pick up the pipe and sit behind the bucket.  Thirteen years after that, I was given an altar.  In all my experiences, I learned to understand prayer is not a plea.  It is a commitment and intention to hold a space in service to the people. 

In the Center

The spiritual heart of Leelanau County is on Pyramid Point in a sand bowl carved by glacial activity during the Ice Age.  Reaching its summit requires a pilgrimage up steep sand dunes to its picturesque zenith.  Thirty years ago, I was drawn to this space, not really understanding why.  Until the first time I was put in the center of a Ceremony seven years ago.  I encountered the energy, silence, stillness and vision I experienced at the heart of the sand bowl three decades prior.  Whether in my first meditation as a teenager, upon returning from my soul travel, in my daily meditation or in a traditional ceremony, it is the signature resonance of my soul relativity.

“Our center is the essence of our soul.”