Heading off to yoga.  I’ll be back.

The yoga instructor announced my talk after class and several people came up to me afterwards for flyers that I had brought with me.  I had been expecting this but somehow feel that I sort of over pushed into neutral space to have it happen.

My concern for the success of the talk and workshop are probably overblown and only coming from the small I space.  Have I been able to separate myself from the bigger picture… from the neutral view of ‘I’?  I doubt it.  But I must keep trying.

Ever better!

peace……….ag

Just do. Don’t think about it.  I know what should be done.  It works out or it doesn’t.  No matter. If it doesn’t work out… if it is not supposed to be… don’t let it be because I didn’t give it my best effort.

Go.

Okay. It’s end of day.  Edited and finalized flyer.  Sent out email invites to faculty, a writer, and a talk-show host.  Spoke with publisher of my first book, made hair stylist appointment, babysat kids, cooked dinner, took a nap, and worked on lecture.  A good day.

peace……..ag

So tomorrow it starts.  Two weeks to go.  It’s time I get into high gear.

Days will be spent in the business side of it.  Talking to people, raising interest, spreading the word… with the goal of filling the house.  Also, to share the vision with CIF.

There will be a lot of interaction with people.  My job is to make contact and have them bring this out into the world.   I must be in tune with the outside world as I am taking this idea from inside me to outside me.  This is not the time for David Silverman.

Nights will be more focused on the presentation, itself. Getting it together… practicing… insights… growing… playing… putting it out on stage.  This is the time for David Silverman.  Two weeks.  Solid.   I can do this.

peace…….ag

I am torn.  I am trying to walk the narrow narrow awareness between the two possible ways to be. The old me… I… the unique being in this body and mind… and the new me… ‘I’… the oneness looking through this unique body and mind from a distance.  So subtle… yet so different.

I can feel my body wanting to have a rest and my ‘I’ wondering why I want one. Conversely, I know things to be done before the talk in two weeks but ‘I’ know everything will be right on.  Going back and forth like this.  This is the New Consciousness.

I do have much to do.  But this is Saturday.  Enjoy the weekend.

peace….ag

Had a “lifetime best” experience yesterday.  That’s pretty darn special.  It was an avocado.  The one I had with dinner.  For starters, it was a perfect shape, had no blemishes, and that certain touch that says “I am ripe but not yet too ripe. When I cut it in half to share with my wife, the inside was that gentle transition from  yellow at the pit to green at the peel… and there were no dark spots.

We used teaspoons to  take it gently from the shell to our mouths. The flavor was delicate and familiar while the texture was absolutely perfect.  I sat there rolling it around in my mouth, trying not to bite it, trying to prolong the experience.

“This is fabulous”, said my wife.  Savoring the experience and paring it off with all my years of avocado life, I answered… not without careful reflection and awareness of what I was saying… “Best I’ve ever had.”  We both saved it for last bite.

Nice, yes. But important?  Maybe so.  What if it were the first of many to come as a result of the New Consciousness… changing my I to ‘I’.  Fun thought.

peace……..ag

Busy day. This was hospice counselor day.  I saw a number of clients on both sides of the Bay and I’m exhausted.  So I’ll keep this short.  One patient had just died and I was in her bedroom with her grown son and daughter as we looked at her body. Since the family was spiritual and knowing consciousness survives physical death, I spoke to her in spiritual rather than religious terms and closed by wishing her “peace in her new life”. Interesting.  She has entered the new consciousness. She is where we are all going at some point in time.  The key is to enter while still in the body. That’s the evolutionary part. Trust me. It can be done.

peace………….ag

I just received a brilliant comment on yesterday’s post which I have posted in an edited form.  Yes, my friend, you are right.  When I say “how sad”, I am spreading sadness.  When I ‘blame’ my sadness on the actions of another I am putting myself in opposition to them and becoming their enemy. It is empathy for those who are experiencing pain that causes my pain.  And that empathy  extends to those on both sides.  Happy, joyous people do not hurt others.

I honestly attempt to live my life in peace and joy and happiness and do my best… see the majority of my posts… to help others find those feelings within themselves.  Thank you for helping me see myself from another perspective.

peace………ag

How sad it is to wake up in the morning and hear on the news once again that there has been another random bombing in a European capital city.  That, once again, some person who believes that their view of the world is the only one that’s correct feels they have the right and the duty to kill others who believe differently.  In fact, since they have no idea whom they are killing, they might even be killing their own believers.  How sad.

How sad that after all these years and centuries and millennia of human development we still see ourselves as separate and apart and are unable to recognize that all people exist within the totality and that behind it all, at our very core, we are all One.

How sad, that after all this time, we are still such idiots.

peace…..ag

Another Monday. Slept late, put on shtunky jeans, decided not to go to the gym.  Got to clean up the kitchen, write s few emails, do this post, and… and… what else? Yes, I’ve got a big talk and workshop coming up, but I know what I’m going to say.  Yes, I want to get the word out to as many people as I can, but “I” will make sure the right people who have to be there are there.

So, accepting my relation to the big “I”, as ‘I’ look at the world from this point in my life… What do I really have to do…  other than be happy within myself and kind to others?  Everything else  simply builds off of them.  Getting older may be tough on the body, but it is easy on the tension of “what to do next”.

peace…..ag

It was a sudden realization. If, as our current mode of consciousness works, we think our I is generated from within our head, then we are a completely separate unit and when we die, all our thoughts and memories end with us.  If, as New Consciousness proposes, our ‘I’ is created outside of our head, then when we die, all our thoughts and memories are still out there, available for anyone else, in or out of a body to pick up on.  I’ve thought of this before, obviously. This time, however, it was a realization as opposed to a thinking. This is a good sign.  It means the concept is becoming even more visceral.  I am becoming ‘I’.  Woohoo.

peace………..ag