Category Archives: Spiritual Teachers

anger is repressed fear

I’ve come to see anger as fear that is repressed. If you doubt that, watch the resistance and denial that comes up from that statement. Resistance is a way to know what is buried deep within the story of you.

Awareness of this allowed me to go inward in openness, to really look at what it was I was so angry (afraid) of. What did the dynamic that was occurring represent to me on a core (identity) level… safety, non-relevance, lack of love? What exactly did it mean to my story?

Non-relevance was particularly significant in that it forced me to look at WHAT exactly was it that feared irrelevance, thoughts?

Holding onto stories is the way in which the mind builds its identity and (apparent) relevance.

You have to WANT to see, even if it’s fearful.

Even if your mind says you have a “right” to your anger.

Once I accepted this it changed the way I saw anger, both my own and another’s.

I recognized the mind superimposes onto EVERYTHING what it “thinks” something means based on conditioning.

That doesn’t mean it’s real.

Being aware of this changed the way I looked at things, which in turn changed what I was looking at.

Unconditional compassion occurred when I no longer shared the fears of those I was compassionate towards.

~Rita Friedman

this should not be!

“This should not be!” is the battle cry of all humanity. Shouted from rooftops, whispered in bedrooms, hospitals and alleyways. Discussed in a million different ways over coffee, tea or cocktails. Plastered across various media outlets. Humans have been living by this creed for millennia. It takes the form of “stamping out inequality and injustices,” “fighting for a cure” for cancer and intending to “beat to odds” of various other diseases, and “doing the right thing!”

It’s certainly in full vocalized force these days, post election. No surprise, really. Activists are howling rejection and rebellion. But if activism is rooted in “This should not be!” then it’s rooted in resistance and is, therefore, no different than that which it intends to rectify. Donald Trump is not the enemy. Nor are his projected policies. He is a prime example of someone – and a mirror for all who remain – trapped in the egoic sense of a separate self who has control. Cancer is also not the enemy. It’s a label that completely obscures the lived, moment-to-moment reality that is beyond such a simple label, beyond all description.

There is no such thing as separation, to say nothing of a separate self that has control. When this is seen, well, all problems cease to be problems – including who is president and the symptoms of cancer. What is, is. Period. End of story. The thinking mind – the one that thinks it has control, or can at least figure out the solution to life’s problems – will never understand this. It will go on screaming its battle cry, “This should not be!” until the last breath is taken and the body becomes lifeless. That the body becomes lifeless doesn’t mean that you die… quite the contrary: You were never born; you never die. Only the thought of ‘you’ (the one who has control) dies. Even this isn’t accurate. The thought of ‘you’ is seen for what it has been… a kind of hypnotic trance, a movement.

It’s best to just give up trying to understand any of this and see, instead, that you misunderstand. Then, at least, there is a chance that the thought of ‘you’ will die before the body becomes lifeless. And if that happens, let the trumpets sound “Hallelujah!”

Do Not Misunderstand

you are not what you believe yourself to be

“There is no such thing as a person. There are only restrictions and limitations. The sum total of these defines the person. You think you know yourself when you know what you are. But you never know who you are. The person merely appears to be, like the space within the pot appears to have the shape and volume and smell of the pot. See that you are not what you believe yourself to be. Fight with all the strength at your disposal against the idea that you are nameable and describable. You are not. Refuse to think of yourself in terms of this or that. There is no other way out of misery, which you have created for yourself through blind acceptance without investigation. Suffering is a call for enquiry, all pain needs investigation. Don’t be too lazy to think.”

― Nisargadatta Maharaj

the only price

Life without a reason, a purpose, a position… the mind is frightened of this because then “my life” is over with, and life lives itself and moves from itself in a totally different dimension. This way of living is just life moving. That’s all.

As soon as the mind pulls out an agenda and decides what needs to change, that’s unreality. Life doesn’t need to decide who’s right and who’s wrong. Life doesn’t need to know the “right” way to go because it’s going there anyway. Then you start to get a hint of why the mind, in a deep sense of liberation, tends to get very quiet. It doesn’t have its job anymore. It has its usefulness, but it doesn’t have its full-time occupation of sustaining an intricately fabricated house of cards.

This stillness of awareness is all there is. It’s all one. This awareness and life are one thing, one movement, one happening, in this moment — unfolding without reason, without goal, without direction. The ultimate state is ever present and always now. The only thing that makes it difficult to find that state and remain in that state is people wanting to retain their position in space and time. “I want to know where I’m going. I want to know if I’ve arrived. I want to know who to love and hate. I want to know. I don’t really want to be; I want to know. Isn’t enlightenment the ultimate state of knowing?” No. It’s the ultimate state of being. The price is knowing.

This is the beautiful thing about the truth: ever-present, always here, totally free, given freely. It’s already there. That which is ever-presently awake is free, free for the “being.” But the only way that there’s total and final absolute homecoming is when the humanness presents itself with the same unconditionality. Every time a human being touches into that unconditionality, it’s such peace and fulfillment.

In your humanity, there’s the natural expression of joy and love and compassion and caring and total unattachment. Those qualities instantly transmute into humanness when you touch into emptiness. Emptiness becomes love. That’s the human experience of emptiness, that source, that ever-present awakeness. For the humanness to lay itself down — your mind, your body, your hopes, your dreams, everything — to lay itself down in the same unconditional manner in which awareness is ever present, only then is there the direct experience of unity, that you and the highest truth are really one thing. It expresses itself through your humanity, through openness, through love. The divine becomes human and the human becomes divine — not in any “high and mighty” sense, but just in the sense of reality. That’s the way it is.

The only price is all of our positions. The only price is that you stop paying a price.

~Adyansanti, (c) 2004


May we hold all mothers in our hearts on this day, beholding the infinite forms that mother will take to reach us, in order to remind us of how much we are loved. Though it may appear otherwise, she has never given up on you, and never will. In this way, mother is not a person, but is the activity of love itself.

Through the offering of her essence and her womb, she becomes a vessel through which life is made possible. And through her, the most outrageous, rare, heartbreaking, raw, tender, precious opportunity is given, to make the embodied human journey, in a world where love is alive.

Whether or not you are able to speak with mother and thank her for this gift, you can thank life everywhere by no longer postponing your participation here. By not waiting for another moment to remember what is most important. By not waiting another moment to offer your heart and your gifts to a world that has forgotten. And to be the mother of all beings in whatever way you can:

To slow way down in their presence, to look them in the eye, to take a moment to listen to how they are making meaning of this crazy world, to become astonished at their unique brilliance, to hold them, to allow them to matter to you, to speak kind words to them, to allow them to be the miracle that they are, to care deeply as to how they are organizing their experience, to do whatever you can so that their utter majesty is reflected back to them in infinite ways. To offer them a womb of warmth, space, and love in which they can come to rest in what they are. Perhaps in this way we can all express our gratitude for this precious gift of life.

No matter what your relationship has been or is now with your mother in the physical world, a doorway is appearing – through which you can connect with her through an umbilical cord of pure light. For the bond with her is beyond time and space. In just one moment of aliveness and of presence, the heart of the mother and your little heart are one.
As the Tibetans believe, each being we encounter has at one time been our mother, and has shown us the most profound kindness, care, and compassion; willing to give her life so that we may come into being.

May all mother-beings everywhere receive an outpouring of blessings on this day. May their hearts and their bodies be bathed in love, and may they come to know directly, even for a moment, how precious they truly are.

~Matt Licata
A Loving Healing Space

radically transient

“However astute or compassionate the observations of the mind, they are at a necessary distance, at a discerning remove, from life itself. When you feel yourself be, because you are laughing with a friend, or feeling really sick, or engaged with a little child who’s telling you a story, or you’re running full tilt, or sitting in the sun, or painting a wall, or digging in the earth, or singing a song that is breaking your heart — when you are, in short, really alive, feeling that you are here, this moment, having this very experience, this form that life is taking right now — that is reality, your reality, all you have (or ever will have) of life itself. Whatever else there is — all the rest of it, every scrap of remembered or anticipated life — is of a different order of things. It does not exist except when you think it into being. However much pleasure it may bring, or however much worry it has the power to generate, it remains the case that it has no independent existence outside the mind.

You (as you are used to thinking of yourself) do not exist except when you think yourself into being.”

~Jan Frazier