Frequency Conduction

Why resign yourself to weakness? Is there not power flowing through you? Are you not literally the embodiment of electrical energy? Stop a moment in your acquiescence, and consider the minuscule feeling inside. A force that when focused on, flourishes. Know it as pure power, the potential energy that becomes. Use it against itself to induce weakness, and it will.

But allow creative frequencies to flow, and a world is born. A world comprised of wavelengths, bands of energy waiting to be conducted. You hold the antenna in your hand, orchestrating a composition of your own design. Lead and it follows. Become derelict in your duty: cacophony the consequence. Your world awaits its conductor.

Though you see yourself as pawn, a pawn reaching an end rank becomes whatever it wants. A piece initially constrained, yet full of potential. If you begin as slave, persevere to become master. The constraints you find yourself contained within, are of your own invention. Everything you see is the fantasy you’ve fabricated. You cannot not-create.

But you’ve created a dissonance unpleasant to your own ears. Know that emptiness is the stage upon which creation commences. Clear the mind to begin anew. Start with what you know, which is nothing. Silence springs forth successful seeds. Potential-energy unleashes upon the infinite. Parts then align in harmony forming the symphonic whole, dawning the sound of something you love.

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Becoming Present

Anything worth doing, is worth doing while aware. In other words, whatever you’re doing in the moment while fully present is STILL better than getting lost in thought and subject to the whims of the wandering mind. Whether it’s showering, or tidying up, or walking up stairs, or just sitting around — even a seemingly mundane activity beats stress-inducing thought.

Or so I’ve heard. I’ll be experimenting with staying in the now for now, and see how it goes. I don’t think staying in the now is totally obvious though. For example, imagine you’re running and you’re trying to remain present — so you focus on the pounding of your feet, the shortness of your breath, the twinge of pain in your left knee — that can’t be right.

So instead of all that, you’d probably want to experience the movement and the rushing air, perhaps the beauty in the surrounding scenery. I think the goal is: NOT to get lost in thought — THEN let the circumstance happen however it will. You’re not trying to specifically focus on anything — or direct a particular outcome — you’re just letting the scene unfold, unhindered by thought.

Additionally, throughout the day I keep asking myself “How are you?”. Whenever I do this, I notice that there’s a bit of tension in my body, usually in my chest area, so I relax and stop thinking about whatever I was thinking about. I come back to now and reset my tension to zero. I’m then aware of the activity I’m currently involved in, experiencing it from a first-hand perspective.

Consider it this way: say your friend made an animated-short-film and wanted you to see it. You sit down to watch. The film starts playing and you’re already lost in thought. “Hm, I wonder what I’ll have for lunch today. Maybe some tacos! Yeah! Oh, I just remembered it’s laundry day, gotta get that done later.” The film ends and your friend asks you if you liked it.

But of course you were too busy being lost-in-thought to experience the short-film that your friend made. She’s actually upset now, because it turned out that she made the film as a celebration of your friendship — it was a gift to you. You apologize and ask if you can watch it again, but this time while fully present, with your attention ready to receive whatever’s happening right in front of you.

Now apply that to life. Say there’s this awesome extravaganza called life going on all around you. There’s sights, sounds — sensations of all sorts — a buffet of experiences — all ready for the experiencing. Are you present, engaging with the world before you? Or are you lost-in-thought? Not actually participating? When it’s over, what are you gonna say? Oops my bad, can I see that again?

Crafting Intentions

Cultivating a good attitude by composing a list of enjoyable reasons underlying the things I experience.

Waking Up

Bad: I wake up because I have to. I’m tired, sleepy, and I just wanna stay in bed all day.

Good: I wake up everyday in order to experience the delightful surprises that spring forth from existence. What will happen next!? I enjoy it when long-suspected secrets are revealed as well as when brand-new things pop into my radar. I also wake up in order to spend time with my family, to see what they’re up to and have some fun. And of course I wake up to enjoy delicious treats to eat — yum!

Running

Bad: Running is a burdensome chore that’s necessary for making my flabby body less flabby.

Good: Running is as an early morning adventure, a chance to see the streets from a different angle, unpopulated and dawn-lit. Through running, I’m playing my part as a suburban dad, I’m having fun with fitness, and I’m setting the tone for the day: an early-bird ready to catch the worm.

Breakfast

Bad: I eat breakfast while feeling like a filthy little piggy stuffing my fat face.

Good: I eat breakfast with the attitude that I’m starting my day off right, I feel as though I’m consuming wholesome ingredients, the building-blocks for my body (a vehicle that’s now well-prepared for traveling through its daily journey). Plus, I love the savory flavors that dance across my palate each morning.

Showering

Bad: I shower everyday to wash the filth from my dirty body.

Good: Every morning I ritualistically prepare myself, rinsing away the previous day to start anew — a baptism to purify, regenerate, and initiate into the sacred experience of existence. Afterwards, I’m fresh and ready to explore the unfolding narrative of today.

Writing

Bad: I write to pass the time, what else am I gonna do.

Good: Writing is the means by which I effortlessly express myself. Every artist has his medium, his method of expressing creativity, and mine is the written word. Words flow from my thoughts into my fingers and onto a screen — imagination made manifest. But it’s even more than that: the ideas that swim as thoughts through my mind seem to originate from a source beyond me — I sense a connection to a greater well-of-knowledge from which I merely transcribe. And by this connection, I derive comfort, power, and a sense of belonging.

Aches and pains

Bad: I guess this is it — I’m a goner. Goodbye cruel world.

Good: The distrust I still harbor towards life is manifesting again. I don’t like when I’m so untrusting, so I’m going to reject this feeling of pain. It’s not a sign of something nefarious, simply my fearful immaturity flaring up. On the plus side, it serves as a simple reminder for me to love and appreciate life, like the pulsating beep of an alarm clock. I’ve been asleep, unloving and unappreciative, but now I’m aware.

Meditation

Bad: I need something to fix myself, so I meditate to calm my anxious mind.

Good: Through meditation, I still my surface thoughts, allowing me to connect to the deeper part of who I am. When I return I’m centered, in the middle, balanced between the superficiality of the physical world and the spiritual depths that lie beyond.

Difficulties in relationships

Bad: I’m having a difficult moment in my relationship: my companion is mean. What a jerk.

Good: What I experience throughout life is based on my perception and frame-of-mind. If I allow negative thoughts to swirl within my head, I develop a bad mood, I see the world pessimistically, I behave poorly, I contribute negativity and therefore receive the appropriate result: the sum of all this negativity. I will use this moment as an opportunity to remove the weeds that are clearly overrunning my mental garden. In addition, I’ll apply focus to the thoughts and ideas that produce delight.

Hangin’ out

Bad: I’m going clothes-shopping with my friend — a waste of time that’s cutting into my oh-so-important schedule, plus it’s just an exercise in wasteful consumerism.

Good: I’m going clothes-shopping with my friend — it’ll be a fine opportunity to experience the feeling of togetherness with my delightful pal, plus it’s a chance to get out and engage with the world in a lighthearted way.

Sleeping

Bad: I sleep because I eventually pass out, that’s pretty much the only option I’m offered.

Good: I rest to reset for each upcoming day. It’s like a break between shows, a chance to begin each day’s narrative like it’s new. For instance, even though I eat everyday, it’s like a completely new experience as I consume a different meal, as if I’ve never eaten before. All these fresh feelings are possible because of the nightly gap that resets the stage.

Goin OM

Buddy: Hey bro wanna hang out?
You: Sure, but first I have to meditate.
Buddy: Huh!? Haha! Do you float off the floor too!
You: Nah, I just sit there and breathe.
Buddy: Lol! I didn’t know you were a guru now!
You: Nope, just a meditator.
Buddy: Ha, okay, you do you! Catch ya later!
You: Well, we can chill after I’m done.
Buddy: I’m headin out, see YA!

How many times has this happened to you? You mention to your pals that you meditate, and they just don’t get it? Well now there’s a new phrase to keep you in the cool, it’s called: Goin OM! (just say “home”, but without the “h”).

When you tell your friends that you’re “Goin OM”, they’ll know you’re ridin the next trending tidal wave. Heck, they’re gonna wanna Go-Om too! By steering away from elitist-sounding spiritual jargon, you can use a hip new way of sayin something people have been doin for centuries, if not millennia (that’s a really long time!).

What exactly IS “Goin OM”? Why it’s just a slick way of sayin you’re takin a small bit of time to still the mind — just sittin silently for twenty minutes taming your thoughts all while repeating the sacred sound of the universe: OM.

So the next time you have to tell a buddy that it’s time to meditate, just say: I’ll see ya in a few, but first I’m goin OM!

You can even hashtag it!! — #GoOm #goinOM

Lessons from Mom

These are some lessons I learned from my seventy-plus-year-old mother. That means these lessons are time-tested throughout an entire lifetime’s worth of livin’.

1. When in doubt, turn to drugs. Her drugs of choice have always been nicotine, caffeine, alcohol, and ibuprofen. Mind you, she consumes most of those in moderation, at least most of the time. If you notice, these are all performance-enhancing drugs, at least for her. The nicotine calms her nerves, the caffeine gets her goin’, the alcohol takes the edge off, and the ibuprofen puts her back in the game. So if not abused, and utilized effectively, do drugs.

2. Shop till you drop. Money can’t buy happiness? Bullsh*t, according to my mom. Money buys clothes, knickknacks, furniture, food, presents-for-people, cars, even houses — basically, it buys a good-time. But there’s a caveat here: buying on credit leads to a bad time. Credit is something my mother used and abused and it’s something that always caused her problems. For her the money was typically there, but not quite enough, so she turned to credit — which invited stress.

3. Spend unabashedly. My mother would spend all the money she could get her hands on and then feel guilty about it. Basically it was the family’s money, the money her husband generated from his business. So the lesson here is: spend the money while believing yourself justified in doing so — don’t waver like she did. She couldn’t stop herself from spending, so why tack on the guilt? She eventually found a life-hack, in that she felt less guilty if she worked a part-time job.

4. Kids come first — right after mom. My mother was both selfless and selfish at the same time. In other words, she always put the happiness of her children first, right after her own happiness. We went on family vacations to Disney World because of HER dream to go to Disneyland when she was a kid. We had great Christmases because SHE lacked great Christmases growing up. Despite their constant fighting, she stayed with our dad because SHE grew up without one. So the lesson here is: if mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy. If you must believe yourself a martyr, at least make sure that cross is comfortable.

My overly conservative way of living and lack-minded thinking have gotten me nowhere in life. Whereas my mom lives an abundant life — she has her dream home, has plenty of spending money, worked her dream job (part-time at Disney) — she’d even admit that she lived a great life. So why fight the obvious? Existence on Earth isn’t sneaking-by as a fuddy-duddy — it’s unrepentant carefree frolicking through the funhouse. In other words, don’t bother trying to save it up till the end, the good stuff is now — Enjoy!

Bad Days

I had a bad day yesterday that also bled into today. In this instance, a bad day is defined as a day in which a series of unpleasant circumstances occur — and in many cases, these circumstances are clearly outside of the experiencer’s control (for example, a scheduled package never arrives or a website goes down).

I’d liken it to a roller coaster ride. Once you get on, there’s no getting off, and the intensity is too high to see anything but the particular scene that’s playing right in front of you — there’s no time for reflection.

And even though experiencing all those uncomfortable scenes in a row is an obvious tip-off to the artificiality of it all — it’s still hard to break out of it. For instance, I was drowsy and had a headache all morning — making it difficult to concentrate.

From past experience I know the roller coaster ride eventually comes to an end — then I’m so glad it’s over, I forget everything that just happened and go along my merry way.

A bad day serves as actual evidence that the things we’re experiencing within this world are manufactured. And if the circumstances are fake, then a world so-malleable must be too.

The question becomes: did I unwittingly write this stupid tangent — or is something external punishing me for some reason — or is this a scheduled hardship in my greater narrative? And the questioning continues: is there anything I can do to short-cut this nonsense or prevent it from occuring?

I know it’s fake but my mind gets so cloudy and keeps reverting back to the discomfort I’m feeling. Perhaps it’s part of a Harrison Bergeron style handicap placed on characters — without which, we’d be playing in god-mode, but as we know from video-games, god-mode gets boring fast.

I suppose the conclusion always comes back to this: if given the option of an easy time on Earth, we wouldn’t take it as evidenced by the fact that we don’t have an easy time. In other words, if we’re truly an infinite-being playing as a virtual character, we at some point chose to play the game exactly how it’s currently set-up.

Being it’s creator, we could have played ANY way possible, but we selected THIS option. That means THIS is the most engaging scenario we could devise. That means the discomfort we experience is part of the fun. After all, overcoming obstacles is the very foundation of every game we play, is it not?

All About Belief

I’ve been receiving this message lately: it’s not what you say or do — it’s how much you believe-in what you say or do. For example, if I say I love you but don’t really believe it, then so what, it’s just words wasting time. Whereas if I really mean it, then there’s a power issuing forth: love from my heart into yours — transcending mere words. You’re not reacting to simple sounds, but to an energy flowing through, from me to you.

Another example. If I type up a blog post and simply publish it with no greater belief behind it, then the post stops there. Done. But if I press publish with a greater intention behind it, all of a sudden ears are perking up, it’s reaching people, it’s finding and tickling their inner being. “Likes” and “Follows” light-up like the sun. I wasn’t just wasting-time rambling away, I was communicating with likeminded souls crying for connection.

This all implies a dream-like magical world by the way. A world ruled by intention not action — just like in the story books. For example, if I simply say “Lumos!”, so what — nothing happens. But if I’m a student of wizarding and I intend for my wand to start glowing, then it glows. For magic to happen, a wizard’s words must be backed by intent. And from what I’m sensing, that’s the same way it works in this world as well.

Think of a comedian for instance, he says something mundane and the audience erupts with laughter. If said by anyone else, no one cares — but because it was backed by intent, it had more power than just the sound waves carrying it along. Or think of any great performance where the audience was wowed, transfixed by the power of the performer — why was that performance any better than another? There’s something more than rote procedure at work here.

Another example: What if I’m attempting to start a business, going step by step without much passion behind it, just trying to get by. Are people going to say: “Wow look at him methodically following along that prescribed path! Just going-through-the-motions is a sure sign of success!” No. When someone is doing it right, people say: “Look at his determination! He’s got drive and passion! He really believes in what he’s doing — and by golly I bet he’s gonna get it!!”

Our society is built around intent-of-action, not blindly following recipes. In other words, the path to success is not comprised of a sequence of steps, it’s comprised of strong belief underlying an intended outcome. For example, if you want to learn the guitar, you don’t just follow some steps, after which you’re successfully playing the guitar. No. You have to believe in the outcome “I’m a guitar player!” and then the pathway fills in before you.

“WHAT!!?? Now you’ve gone too far! This is crazy-talk!!” Listen, I’ve been there, I actually tried to learn guitar through a methodical method — it didn’t work. Whereas my friend, who is all about belief and optimism-of-outcome is a much better guitar-player than I am even though we started at the same time. It’s like that old saying, “it’s not the gift, it’s the thought that counts.” Well the same goes for everything else apparently, it’s not what you specifically say or do, it’s your underlying intent that counts.

Okay, here’s another example: haiku. How is it possible that a poem so short could evoke emotion? It’s not saying nearly enough, yet some reader somewhere is affected by those few words. So perhaps it wasn’t the words or their arrangement, but something else that’s being transmitted — perhaps the author had the intent to evoke a response from whoever read his haiku. And maybe some reader had the intent to receive meaning from something he read. That’s where the magic happens.

And if you’re like me, and this is news to you, then guess what? You and success probably aren’t best buddies. But here’s the good news: success is a really great guy and he’s inviting you to the party. How do you get in? Belief, baby! You have to believe your way in. Believe in an outcome and the pathway to success manifests before your eyes. That’s it — and it’s the ONLY way in. Hey don’t forget to enjoy yourself… it’s a party after all.