Even though the beginning seems dramatic, this story is a good one. It has a happy ending. There is growth and understanding. But I didn’t always know that. I could say that it all began the day I walked outside naked, but really that was the culmination. Maybe it began in January 2014, or back […]Read More The Journey Begins
One lesson that was really driven home during my dark night is that the stories we tell ourselves usually aren’t true. We all live our stories on a small level every day. Some one cuts us off in traffic and we tell the story that they’re an unskilled asshole that needs to learn to drive. They […]Read More The Stories We Tell
When I claim my Enlightenment I’m not trying to down play the severity of some of the pain and hatred that was released during the Awakening. When you’re in ‘psychosis’ you can be a danger, you can become violent, and thank god I wasn’t abused growing up or maybe I would have done worse. As […]Read More Clarification
During my dark night I just barely caressed the coattails of the divine. Now I try to translate the lessons. I wonder what more is out there. What else will I learn? I do believe there is an end to suffering, so why do I let my actions continue the pattern? Why do I lay […]Read More I’m on my way
Even as I integrate my dark night and begin to understand the divine unfolding, a small voice in my head still has to ask- “What about the bad stuff? What about that sticky dark tar at the bottom of your soul?” Because the lessons I learned didn’t come from walking slowly through the mud and […]Read More What about the bad stuff?
Before my Dark Night I equated Enlightenment to Godhood, much in the same way a child equates their parents to a hero. Rather than being an attainable goal, it moved further and further a way, until it was just a twinkling of hope. Like Heaven in the Christian tradition, it became something I suspected was […]Read More Redefining Enlightenment