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Ouija? Oui! Ja! October 1, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Magick & Mystery, Spirit & Ego.
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As a kid, I loved playing with the Ouija board with the girl next door and her twin sisters.  I remember spooking ourselves on dark dreary days and during the wee small hours before dawn during weekend sleep overs.

It’s been years since I’ve seen a Ouija board . . . until I stumbled across this clip:

To read more:  What “Ouija” actually means and how the game has changed

Good luck.

Good fun.

Good bye.

Aah . . . that’s better!

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Well That Changes Everything! September 27, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Fiction, Mindfulness, People, Spirit & Ego.
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It’s awesome when gifts reveal that the giver “gets us.”

Especially since, unlike numbers, we don’t always add up.

We are not always easy to figure out.

We are conundrums.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

As it turns out, there’s a good reason for our internal inconsistencies.

On the one hand, we are the product of our experiences.

Every moment is a valuable link in an unbroken chain.

From first breath to last.

But . . .

Our memories are unreliable causing those “valuable links” to shift about like Hogwart’s staircases in an Escher print.

The “Real You” is a Myth.

A fabrication.

A self-styled creation.

An imaginary concoction cobbled together from snippets that may or may not be true.

“We constantly create false memories to help us achieve the identity we want.”

In short, we can’t rely on our memories to tell us who we are because the tangled collection of tangential and essential connections and choices that led to THIS door is mired in mystery.

So . . . where does that leave us?

Here.  Now.

Aah . . . that’s better!

To read more:  The “Real You” is a Myth (NeuroscienceNews.com)

Laughing Buddhas July 23, 2018

Posted by nrhatch in Happiness, Humor, Mindfulness, Spirit & Ego.
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“There is nothing left to you at this moment but to have a good laugh.” ~ Zen Master

Aah . . . that’s better!

Remaning Awake & Aware November 9, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Magick & Mystery, Mindfulness, Spirit & Ego.
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Val’s recent post Shifting Allegiances caused me to re-visit the events described in Fire & Rain.  Doing so, helped me see why what we did . . . and did not do . . . made so much sense to me at the time and hence:

Donald-Duck-BaseballBeing curious instead of fearful had something to do with why we didn’t run out of the building into the pouring rain when the fire alarm sounded . . .

Instead of trying to control the situation, we trusted that our collective intuition would encourage us to move in plenty of time if we were really in harm’s way . . .

Instead of being attached to the stories swirling in our head about what the alarm “might” mean, we let go of our prejudgments and stayed in the present moment . . .

Mickey-OKAnd when it proved to be a false alarm, we were grateful that we were warm and safe and dry . . .

Aah . . . That’s Better!

”What are you ~ a god, an angel, a saint?”

“No,” replied The Buddha, “I am A-W-A-K-E.”

Over And Out June 21, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Health & Wellness, Humor, Magick & Mystery, Spirit & Ego.
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Note to self:  Do NOT get in cars with old people.

Donald-Duck-DrivingI dreamt an elderly neighbor was driving me to the store.  Instead of stopping and parking, her foot stayed on the gas as the car crawled to the far edge of the parking lot.

Moving at slightly less than a snail’s pace.

Marilyn bumped into the bumper at a sensible 1-2 mph.  So slow that instead of bouncing back, the tires rose to the challenge and started climbing up and over the bumper.

Dreams being what they are, the scene transformed from a flat as a pancake parking lot in Florida to a parking lot abutting the top of a steep ravine.

Mountain-BikingAs the car kept climbing, I gauged that the gaping gorge was at least as deep as the Grand Canyon.

“STOP!  Marilyn, STOP.”

Too late.

The car went up and over the tire guard and landed on the other side.

Only one problem:  There wasn’t any land there to land on.

The car slipped toward the precipice.

Climbing out was no longer an option since the car was suspended in air, teetering on the abyss with nothing to climb out on to.

vanarsdel8I turned to get Marilyn’s reaction to our precarious situation and noticed she was already gone . . . with the dead weight of her right foot pressing on the accelerator instead of the brake.

The car continued to move forward and I felt the back tires begin their ascent over the bumper guard.

Realizing we were toast, I grabbed my cell phone and dialed.

“911 Operator.  What’s your emergency?”

“Our car is careening off the cliff behind the CVS.”

I heard her parroting into the radio:  “Dispatch ~ rescue vehicles needed at the top of the cliff behind the CVS.  Over.”

In real life, there is no cliff behind the CVS.  Just beach.  But reality never deters our dreams, does it?

She returned to the line with me: “Ma’am. Rescue vehicles are on the way. Hang on.”

“I would if I could.  But there’s nothing to hang on to.  Nothing to do at this point but relax and enjoy the ride down.  By the time help arrives, we’ll be at the bottom of the cliff, not the top.  Tell my husband . . .”

Tree-Frog-PerchedaAs soon as I realized I could do nothing to change the “what is,” calm acceptance flooded  my being.

Instead of being scared, I was curious.

Watching to see what would happen to “me” once my body ceased to be.

* * *

Of course, I didn’t even get a glimpse of what waits for us beyond the veil since I woke up mid-flight.

Scruffy-CatAs the car raced head over heels to the bottom of the ravine, I surfaced from sleep and found myself safe and sound in bed.

Instead of being happy to be alive, I felt cheated.

I wanted a sneak peek!

Aah . . . that’s better!

 

 

Cryonics April 5, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Magick & Mystery, Mindfulness, Nature, Spirit & Ego.
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300px-MortTim Urban (Wait But Why) wrote a terrific post about Cryonics ~ Why Cryonics Makes Sense.

After explaining what Cryonics is (and isn’t), Tim counters many of the moral, religious, and scientific objections people have raised to the experimental practice.

If you’re even remotely interested in the topic, his well-researched post is worth reading.

If you want to read it right now, go ahead.  Death waits for no man!

OK . . . let’s continue.

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By the end of the article, it’s clear that Tim sees no downside to pressing the “pause” button on death . . .

His conclusion doesn’t seem “silly, gullible, or selfish” to me . . . given his current beliefs about life and death.

But I don’t share his beliefs.

And I do see two downsides to Cryonics that he didn’t explore:

(1) Tim starts the post with an Either/Or scenario ~ Either stay on the plane and go down in flames OR grab the experimental parachute and cross your fingers that you land in a better place.

If those are only two options, grabbing the parachute might seem like a no brainer.

And, for an atheist, like Tim, those may be the only two options to consider.

250px-Astronaut-EVATim sees death as The End.

As a result, he’s satisfied that “being alive is a lot more interesting than being dead.”

But what if he’s wrong?
What if death is not The End?

What if being dead is a lot more interesting than being alive?

What if Cryonics means you’re pressing the pause button on what might be an amazing “after life” experience?

Cryonics means hanging around in suspended animation in a tub of liquid nitrogen for “eons” waiting for technology to advance far enough so that science can un-pause you so you can rejoin the living.

As amazing as that experience might be (assuming all goes as planned), maybe we don’t have to wait.

Maybe death is an immediate transition to something better.

Do you still want to grab that parachute?

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(2) Cryonics is about preserving and resurrecting the brain ~ based on the assumption that “who we are” is encapsulated there.

But what if that’s not where “we” are?

What if the preservation and resurrection of the brain is not synonymous with the continuation of “me”?

I’m convinced that we are not the thoughts that we think, the emotions that we feel, or the memories that we cherish.

I’m satisfied that there is more to “me” than that.

What if that “something more” (spirit) doesn’t cooperate when we press pause? What if our inner essence flies the coop before we land in the Cryonics tank?

What if “me” is M.I.A. once my brain is “brought back to life”?

What if I grab the experimental parachute, jump into the tank, hang around in suspended animation (with Tim) for eons waiting for the future to arrive, only to find that I’ve landed in a strange landscape with no friends, no money, no home, no job, no bank account, and no . . . “me”?

Donald-Duck-DivingEven though I don’t view Tim as being “silly, gullible, or selfish” in his decision to jump into the Cryonics pool, joining him in the vat just doesn’t appeal to “me.”

Then again, if “me” flees and flies off into the light to enjoy an amazing life after life experience . . . what do “I” have to lose?

Aah . . . that’s better!

You Are NOT “All That” March 9, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Mindfulness, People, Spirit & Ego.
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RWS_Tarot_01_MagicianMy nieces and nephews adored us when they were too little to know any better.

Now, with the utmost discernment, they let us know that we are NOT “all that” any more.

Should we be hurt?

Of course not.

Just because Ego enjoyed the adoration that flowed from their younger selves doesn’t mean that Ego is entitled to it for the duration.

* If Ego wants something, and gets it, Ego may be happy for a time. Until a new desire arises.

* If Ego wants something, and we withhold it, Ego may be unhappy for a time. Until a new distraction arises.

The cause of Ego’s happiness or unhappiness is the thoughts Ego chooses to think.

Donald-Duck-MadEgo is a toddler, often in the throes of the terrible twos.  Giving in to Ego’s incessant demands each time Ego insists it “needs” something, doesn’t help in the long run.

Once Ego’s current “needs” have been met, Ego will desire something else and something else and something else.

What Ego really needs is to grow up and realize that it makes no sense to put its happiness in someone else’s pocket.

Mickey-OKThe pain of rejection at the level of Ego is often the catalyst for spiritual growth.

Once Ego realizes that happiness lies within, it begins to see through the illusion that it “needs” anything other than what it already has.

With that shift in perspective, self-created suffering dissipates into the ether.

We realize that we ARE “all that” . . . and MORE!

Aah . . . that’s better!

A Brand New Day January 27, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Fiction, People, Spirit & Ego.
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Turtle-Underwater“When is the viewing?”

“No viewing.  He’s already been cremated.  All that’s left is ash.”

“WHAT?!  How could you do that?!  You knew we’d want to see him again.  And that we’d want to bury him in the family plot next to mom and dad.”

“Hmm . . . to be honest, I didn’t consider what you wanted.  HE wanted to be cremated.  I arranged for his cremation.”

“But you should have let us view him first!”

“Why?  That’s not what HE wanted.  HE didn’t want people admiring the work of a mortician, talking about how peaceful HE looked.”

Lotus“But we wanted to see him again!”

“Too bad. Too little. Too late.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means HIS wishes trumped yours.”

“That’s not good enough.  How could you ignore what WE wanted?!

“I’m sure you can figure it out.”

“Spell it out for me anyway.  I want to understand why you chose to disregard OUR wishes.”

“OK.  Here goes:  He called you. And called you. And called you. And YOU did not call back. YOU didn’t write. YOU didn’t visit. YOU ignored him while he was alive so I felt no need to accommodate YOUR egocentric desires once he died. HE asked to be cremated. I honored that request. Case closed.”

“But you had no right to cremate OUR brother!”

300px-Paradiso_Canto_31“Of course I did.  If I didn’t have the legal right to dispose of his remains, the funeral home would have refused my request.”

“That’s not what I meant! You should have called US to see what WE wanted.”

“I don’t see it that way. And, even if you could somehow convince me now, it’s too late.  It’s a done deal.  Deal with it.”

“He never should have married you!”

“But HE did.  And now he’s dead.  It’s a brand new day.”

Aah . . . that’s better!

When someone dies . . . should the wishes of the deceased trump the desires of the mourners?

What Does Green Mean? December 15, 2015

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Magick & Mystery, Mindfulness, Spirit & Ego.
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Frog-CircusIf we are busy thinking, analyzing, judging, comparing, contrasting, or ruminating on Rumi, we have stepped out of pure awareness.

Instead of experiencing “this moment” directly, we are filtering “this moment” through the cloudy lens of past experience and future expectation.

We lose touch with the Now.

As we SIFT through Sensations, Images, Feelings, and Thoughts, a ticker tape of memories broadcast from the cluttered storehouse of our monkey minds causes our consciousness of experience to SHIFT.

No longer fully present in the fullness of the present moment, we hurl through crowded mental corridors populated by echoes of the past.

Now, let’s mindfully shift gears.

Imagine trying to explain “green” to someone who is color blind and has never experienced any of the colors of the rainbow.

Wow!  That would be . . . challenging.

We’re apt to become “lost in space” as we consider what “green” might mean to Hueless Hugh.

It’s no wonder we get bogged down when we ask questions like, “Who Am I?”

Instead of experiencing “I” directly, by letting go of thought (perhaps while meditating on the mantra, “I am that I am”), we engage in amusing musings about what “I” might mean.

But if we can’t explain what something as simple as “green” might mean to someone who has never experienced it, how can we hope to comprehend what “I” might mean without first experiencing it?

Green-Yin-YangTo shift back to pure awareness, we might follow Lao Tzu’s thread instead:

Just remain in the center, watching.
And then forget that you are there.
~ Lao Tzu (c.604 – 531 B.C.)

Aah . . . that’s better!

Attempting to understand consciousness with your mind is like trying to illuminate the sun with a candle. ~ White Fire, Mooji

Related post:  Mindfulness is the Opposite of Neediness (Raptitude)

Plugged Into The Source December 3, 2015

Posted by nrhatch in Life Balance, Magick & Mystery, Mindfulness, Spirit & Ego.
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220px-TaleofPeterRabbit8Intuition.  Gut Instinct.

The Sixth Sense.

A little birdie.  God.

The Universal Internet.

Having a hunch.

The Still Silent Voice.

Call it what you will, intuition grabs what the conscious mind cannot grasp and clues us in.

Guided by intuitive impulse, I flow with effortless ease from where I am Now to where I am Now.

Unconcerned about veering off course, I “let go” and “go with the flow,” confident that intuition will speak up if a course correction is needed.

Instead of a white-knuckled death grip on the rudder, I allow myself to be steered . . . like a river, wave, cloud, or breath.

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In Practical Intuition, Laura Day describes 7 Steps to harnessing intuition ~> Opening, Noticing, Pretending, Trusting, Reporting, Interpreting, and Integrating.

Of course, intuition isn’t a horse to be harnessed.  Like a cat, our sixth sense arrives on silent paws at its bidding, not ours.

To encourage it:

  1. Be Open ~ Remain awake and aware.
  2. Notice ~ Pay attention.  Listen.  Observe.
  3. Trust ~ Accept that sometimes “we just know.”

If you hear a whisper in the wind, relax.  And give the Universe some room to work its magic.

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Aah . . . that’s better!