What do you intend to give/get? What do you intend to have given in the end? Already dead, looking back on this lifetime of yours, what do you actually see: What did you end up finally giving/getting?
Me? I guess am here to bring and receive good vibes—through art, intimacy and profession. I was here to witness all (perception of) pressure dissolve as I physiologically and psychologically opened and (en)lightened up.
Protecting your exclusive viewpoint. Your vantage, that presumed advantage. It feels safe up there, soaring. So reassuring. Looking in from without. Seeing the folly, detached form all of it. Alienated from others involved in it and alienating others, too, from you. Insular. Is that what you truly intend to have given/gotten? Or do you want to ’come down’ after all? Be honest. That is the question: To be you or to be true? To be or to love?
Every interaction is a sequence made up of moments of winces and moments of surrender. In other words you are either tripping or you are showing up. Make a habit of cultivating the latter while noticing instances of the former.
/Ht David Deida
Energetically you are either in the mode of conversing or conserving: the momentary fluctuation of which is natural but monitoring (thus checking) your prevailing tendency to do the latter (to the detriment of the former) is optional.
Guys, let me paraphrase David Deida: they are waiting for someone to stop them from their patterns to open as love, you are not being a bad person intervening in their life, they are waiting to be opened as love; they want to be seen; they want to be taken.
Take nothing at face value. See through the sur-face. See through the ripples. Rest with the truth of this moment. No matter the content it’s the context of your engagements that manifests in your experience. No matter their content it’s the context of your comments that determines the interpersonal trajectories involving you.
See through the bitchiness of women, see through the antagonism of colleagues, see through the heavy moods of loved ones, see through their trans-generational, trauma-induced compulsions to hurt and feel hurt, see through the ingratiating comments of your fans, see through your adverse and elated reactions—feel them, embrace them, fully, rest in them, struggle with ease—nothing’s a big deal.