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#4007 - Wednesday, September 8, 2010 - Editor: Jerry Katz
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Who am I?
It is okay to have fun with this august phrase. It’s older
than dirt. If
I tell you I don’t know who I am, what is the worst thing
that can
happen? I could be put into advaita jail and not allowed to pass
Go. I
could become stuck in the angelic realm like fly paper and made
to
endure countless past-life regressions. Innumerable wombs have
held me
and an equal number of tombs. Rock on.
The borders of the summerlands are crammed with astral tourists
this
time of year. The karmic vortex has called their name but they,
like me,
don’t know who they are. How in heaven’s name are
they gonna book a
room in Sedona? Since there is no doer and nobody there, who is
all the
tofu for? The flag is blowing; the wind is blowing; the mind is
moving.
Who knows what is happening within the heart of it all?
Chopping wood and carrying water for the khumba mela of the
unenlightened can be tiring work. Sit down, take a load
off. Your
headless head is nodding with sleep. And stop chewing those
caramels if
you have bad dental karma like I do. There is a coin-operated
karma
laundry down the street where you can get yourself purified while
reading all of the latest rags on awakening. Who is and who isn’t
and
who has gone off on a power trip taking countless students with
them.
If you like coffee enemas with your purgation, drop by Starbutts.
Shirley Maclaine is a regular. You can also get liposuction for
your
buddha-like thighs and drink green tea until it runs out your
nose. You
may not be perfectly ripe, but you are sure getting smelly in
those
tie-dyed T’s. I’m just sayin’....
--
Vicki Woodyard
Nurturing The Now, http://www.bobwoodyard.com