ReThinking ‘Mindfulness’

rethinking mindfulness

This is a very powerful article, and relevant to 3 decades of work on the Mereon Matrix.

The video at this link shows how the Mereon Matrix and the simplest form of connection, the Mereon Trefoil knot that is tied by both the complexly dynamic geometric spheres that define the Matrix, is generated by its ‘Prime Frequency’, less than 8Hz. An inaudible Theta brain wave frequency, our work has demonstrated that this precise Pattern is found in the electroencephalogram of meditators, present when  we cymatically image it in water. What’s more, it also occurs naturally in the sounds of a healthy human heart.

Clearly, this article supports our hypothesis that there is a strong relationship between life, and meditation, contemplation, creativity and innovation, and I dare to say, Love.

Rocks, knocking on wood and writing on paperless pages

madonna del sassoToday I am grateful for those of you who so generously write to me, sharing how words etched on paperless pages are meaningful. Please know that the method behind what your find meaningful, the Logic of Love defined by the Mereon Matrix, is what leads to measurable results. This Love and loving friends have nurtured and sustained me for 28-years, and is more than enough to keep me going until its time to go Home. Even so, just about every day I find myself asking if keeping my promise to write really makes a positive difference, especially when it’s only my self-imposed minimum of 111 words. Living and growing in the Flow requires me to consciously realise that words are not being carved in stone, rather, that the Source of Love is my reason for living, and loving is my dynamic cornerstone. Furthermore, my promise includes remembering that nothing and everything I write about isn’t about me but absolutely includes me. Thank you again for the encouragement that keeps tenacity alive and well.

For weeks my love of geometry, and respect for all things ‘sacred’ has been tugging at my heart and brain. The magnet was Madonna del Sasso, the Franciscan pilgrimage church constructed in 1487 above Locarno. While I could ‘wow’ you with amazing images of the inside, grand spaces, ceilings, and nooks and crannies that are rich with colours and forms, my choice is simply to offer instead this combined image of its stone floors and wooden doors and thoughts that arose in response to these elements.

Descending the stairs, hearing prayers, and watching people kneel drove home how sad it is that so many spend way so much time nag, nag, nagging on Heavens door, begging for a sign that Someone’s watching and is willing to give them a personal token of approval. Whether you profess a faith or not, taking time out to visit sacred spaces, especially one’s such as this, a cathedral built atop a spectacular outcropping of stone, are well worth the physical, emotional and mental challenges. Madonna del Sasso offers views that send your spirit soaring into the heavens. Gazing out over Lago Maggiore to alpine peaks and into wild deep valleys, I was reminded once more of Nature’s complex beauty and simple harmony, a paradox resolved that we often don’t pause long enough to fully appreciate. However, the solitude awaiting discovery inside places intentionally carved for this purpose, treasures found not in the building but in yourself, is what the experience is all about.

Serenity is rarely found in the frantic rushing pace so many of us keep. Fewer still experience it on a daily basis, unaware that it rides beside every breath. Too often, life is a relentless competition and we wake up on death’s door to find we’ve gone nowhere in a soulless quest for more, bigger and better that is about to disappear. Losing sight of the fact that we are merely stardust, and confusing material stuff as anything lasting and true is the fastest way I know to sicken the body, damage the heart, and stress the brain. All it accomplishes is the waste of a precious gift, a lifetime.

Thinking about sustainability my heart no longer defaults to ‘green’; instead it instantaneously flows and grows with that which is evergreen. Considering what has the power to endure change and change, perhaps you are willing to ask yourself the questions I ask myself on a daily basis about how to connect this moment with the eternal next…

  1. What will remain of my life when I have departed this life?
  2. When my ears no longer perceive the vibrations of this life, will others even notice that I am gone?
  3. When my feet no longer walk on the stones and my bones are reduced to ashes, will my dust be used as mortar to keep the Presence of Love on Earth?
  4. When my eyes have closed to this life what parts of my vision will remain for others to see?
  5. What am I doing with my life that will put bookmarks in space, milestones in time that can help guide those who follow?

When you love who you are, you are free to be and choose to love what and who you love. Better still is that such loving insures that you and what you do truly matter in light of eternity.

Emotional Sinkholes

Cultural diversity is a beautiful reflection of Mother Nature. Just as She continually shapes, uses, and recycles the energy that formed all matter, so too, our familial and communal traditions establish our identity. At equal effect are the shared value ‘norms’, which become the foundation that supports what matters in our lives.

12 july 2015 diablogue

One of the pains of being human happens when we stumble, or worse, let our bodies, hearts, heads or spirits be pulled into an emotional sink hole. These abysses form over time, doubt chiseling away at our soul just as dripping water turns a boulder into a grain of sand. Worse, is when Continue reading Emotional Sinkholes

Relationship: Emotional trials by water and fire

28 may 2015

When a friend shared how a pine cone is a metaphor for relationships this morning, young and closed vs older and open, it sent me time travelling backwards to one of ‘those’ moments, an instant where my being was flooded with insight. The event was an epiphany, so meaningful that it bridged lifetimes and longings as it instantaneously transformed my attitude towards relationships. In that moment, the most important seed of my destiny took root in my heart, engraving itself on my brain as if to insure that I remembered it. Alas, being human, I often failed to remember, and as a consequence know too well what it is to be ‘fluffed’, lied to and manipulated into ‘forgetfulness’. Sadder still is that this is something that, like most, I’ve too often done to myself, but on too many occasions I’ve allowed others to anesthesize my memory.

It happened shortly after my move to Nechung Dorje Drayang Ling, a jewel of a monastery sitting on the edge of the rain forest on the Big Island of Hawaii. After traversing some of the most difficult and dangerous terrain on earth, an hour after the sun set into the Pacific Ocean, a group of friends and I arrived at the edge of the world. We were standing where Kilauea, one of the world’s most active volcanoes, was sending lava into the sea. Only feet away molten rock flowing from Pele’s womb created a fury in the ocean. What was happening was as spectacular as it was terrifying as scalding water and shattering lava went flying in every direction as ghostly plumes of toxic steam roared into the night sky. Every few moments the ground beneath our feet shuddered sending an echo reverberating through every cell in my body. When the sand shifted beneath the stones and we suddenly had difficulty keeping our balance, we retreated quickly. An hour later, adrenaline raced through us as individuals and a group when we heard a rumble then watched as a huge chunk of land fractured and crashed into the sea about ten meters away. The illusion of intelligence instantly vanished as the sense of being stupid beyond belief seemed far more accurate. No doubt we had issued a cosmic dare to Pele by travelling to this place and frankly, I was concerned that she might just double down on the bet.

Realizing that in too many ways we were trespassing, it seemed that the little happy dance I’d done when we arrived had registered more than zero on Mother Nature’s Richter scale. Clearly, she was in control and suddenly it was clear that as magical as it was to watch the birth of some of the newest land mass on the planet, I was standing the cusp of certain death if the she decided to take a scratch. Before she could shift and move me in the ‘wrong’ direction, I turned and high tailed it well inland. There my cosmic musings continued, but this time without the fear of karmic retribution, my long held terror of dying by fire in water.

As my body relaxed, I surrendered to awe and my brain went into a deep meditative state. I know this because I ‘came to’ with an ‘ah ha’. It was a lucid instruction to ‘reconsider everything I thought I knew about relationship’. Unsure whether to laugh or cry, this was and wasn’t a gargantuan task. Why? I knew nothing about relationships that were real, the new word ‘REALationship’ instantly appearing in my head. The terms that followed were as meaningful as they were painful: I knew all about how it felt to put up with ‘relationsnits’; I knew how much it hurt to have someone take a ‘relationsnip’ out of my soul; and I’d been near death, deathly ill, and gone through two NDE’s in a state of ‘relationsick’ due to taking on too much ‘relationshit’.

That day I set out to understand the simple Pattern tied by the Mereon Matrix in terms of true and real relationships.

Tomorrow I’ll share some of those thoughts…

Whole and holes

whole heart
Remember that whole
is what you are.

Discover that living
in wholeness is ‘holiness’.

Loving awareness
is the only way
to pave the potholes
you encounter in the Path of Love.

Growing from the space of wholeness
is to breath consciously,
this the fastest way
to move every
emotional ‘boulder’
off the Path as well
as the irritating
mental grit
and the pebbles
that get stuck
in your shoes
and make you limp.

Living with an open heart
and open attitudes
is to walk wholly in Love,
Loving the only way
to consistently experience
loving kindness.