WHIP WORK
Receiving Reiki in-person in San Francisco or distance healing.
I’m back in the swing of things in the Bay. If you’d like to receive in person reiki, distance reiki, body work, or just to talk, hit me up. Most of the summer I will be here, most days, are open intentionally to spend time with you.
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Playing @ the Altar of Now: Celestial Reiki by Laraaji & Goldman
Currently Being Read @ the Altar Of Now: mumbo jumbo
For you I offer the translation
Bliss, bless, or bust
Who made the long highway lake part of the curriculum?
I repeat. Love it. Leave it.
Being critical of the eel you take umbrage with the sea
“I am without form without limit. I am beyond space. Beyond time. I am in everything. Everything is in me. Everywhere I am” Tao 14.
Gun shy enough to no longer collect the morning grass
Who will chart the long course olympic
Only the black clad spread to find what the light reveals
Keep the lights on and let all pass unmussed
Bird song
Sign text
Taxonomies
Listen.
Hear the swallows call before the water comes
That is it
This is it
Arcing shimmers of a moment immaculate.
Destined to be absorbed, evaporite.
This is it.
We are conduits conditioned.
Clean the channel.
Less.
Quiet.
Slow
Forget.
Don’t know.
Its whip work.
Shadow at a slant.
We desire and have
The long-range capacity to range long and far
Kept close by habit
Sun burnt from waiting so long.
A head turns at the right time even if it doesn’t help you
Who am I
Who are you
“You have to say it”
Its better if you don’t.
Or continue to slip through consecutive hoops
For a facsimile of what it is like to only be.
I know the white barn.
Across the green field.
I’ve seen the marshes end.
How does any of this work
What does each day bring
Chances to interpret signal thru given language
Nothin is what we’re told
Its only meant to mean it.
Fine tuned notations of What, or for what
Imagination.
Between Knowing and Not Knowing is a fulcrum
A perfect place for lunch.
We’re tilted towards knowing.
We have an addiction to knowing.
Knowing makes us feel safe.
Certainty as the false idol.
Awake from the deep sleep.
Sistrums ring out
It happens as your heart beats.
No controlling what is allowed.
Sitting in and finding it over and over again isn't a hassle.
Its not a punishment
its a gift.
Delineation is self harm, thats the devil.
“Sin” is separation.
Some people don’t have a word for it.
Couldn’t conceive of a world where all wasn’t connected.
No central control panel.
Everything is organized in relation, constantly.
Consistently.
Wide.
We hold on pretty hard to needing to know. To staying on the ground attached to figuring things out.
Air water plants animals exist all around us, showing us the way.
(Try) Give it up. See what its like to sit right on the FULCRUM between Knowing and Not Knowing. Climb the stairs to free fresh air.
That’s where Being lies.
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New rule is no rule,
Bholenath