and then there is the butterfly
whose wings – if you can hear them –
laugh the most when they’re yellow,
a tiny light who giggles in the shadows,
against the stolid wood of ageless trees,
through the falling sorrows of an evening sun,
against the odds of such funny fluttering.
This blog is the documentation of journey, that started off with an intention, based on how I knew myself to think, live, and be. I also thought I knew what the future should be like, and what the past was. I thought I knew who I was: what my thoughts were, what was me and not me, and what I was capable of. Although I had a sense that there was something beyond space and time, something beyond what I thought was true and real, I still had more faith in the linear physical-mental world, the world that has so much energetic moment and density.
My journey, as reflected through this blog, is the journey from the known and familiar, to the unknown, the strange and the magical. I am discovering, day by day, that what I thought was love, is not; that what I thought was real, is not; that what I thought was wisdom, is not.
This is the true Socratic path, a path that I only learned about, during my days in university.
Plato called extra-sensory and or extra-mental perception phronesis. Phronesis is an inner knowing that is also an experiencing. It is the experience of the outer within the inner world at the same time. Phronesis is always experienced as connection and beauty, and it fills the observer with deep peace, faith, and awe. it is truly the experience that we are one, and that I AM.
This blog contains many aspects of my journey, many experiences and points of view that I often leave behind and must leave behind. Truly, my heart is silent, but I still write in order to help those on this path, which can be so difficult and painful. Because letting go of the familiar can be painful and challenging, triggering a dark night of the soul, and the feeling that we are dying.
But you are not dying. You are getting ready to be reborn. All along, we have been guiding you to this point, to this stage in your awakening, to this place that is, will be, and always has been your true nature.
Oracular Intelligence 
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nostalgia…my (now passed) Okinawa (Japan)-born wife loved the dragonfly equally with butterflies. She could “catch ’em” between her thumb and index finger as they fluttered, then gently allow them to resume their meandering, elegant flight patterns.
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