Scooting homeless about the UK as I’ve been the past 5 weeks, recuperating from nearly dying recently, seeing the doctor, taking care of business, attending meetings connected to future projects, seeing family and friends, and experiencing various different parts of the country in more depth than I’ve had a chance to do before, my way has been to surrender fully to the Way, making like a leaf bowing in the wind or a pinball bouncing off the rubber stays in a pinball machine, without plans, allowing events to shape themselves, in an experiment of going deeper in the art of wu wei (the Taoist skill of effortlessly manifesting what you need, merely by intending it and letting go), hence finding myself only knowing where I’ll be one day ahead, I’m learning a lot more about letting go and relaxing into the unknown, trusting the Way to show me the way, trusting that all of it works to produce the highest good, no matter how it may sometimes appear to the contrary, come what may.
I’m not sure I’d recommend it or claim it would suit everyone. To the contrary, it's challenging and without years of preparation could lead to deep insecurity.
My own current vagabond state has been made possible by factors peculiar to me.
My three sons are all men in their own right, so I’m free, paternally speaking; the internet and my personal technology set-up frees me up geographically; having reduced all my worldly possessions, my chattels, to what can be carried in the boot (trunk) and back seat of my car (true mastery will be when it’s just the boot) leaves me fleet-footed; proficient kit-maintenance helps me stay organized on the move, and being blessed to have a lot of good friends dotted about the planet to stay with while I’m passing through, makes it heartwarming and fun.
And it’s been made possible by being willing to experience disorientation and feeling unsettled, if that’s what I’m feeling, breathing and relaxing into it, rather than fighting or resisting it.
Eternal life
Just now the journey brought me to meet with a truly lovely guy whose 28 year-old son just recently hanged himself and talking to him about it, I evidenced not even a microgram of self-pity. In fact he was so brave and dignified he smiled while talking of his grief – a smile of compassion, acceptance and love.
Been hearing of a higher number of suicides than usual lately. Not sure if this is widespread or just coincidence but reckon the former and wouldn’t be surprised if it’s so on account of the ferocious increase of generalized stress in the air we all seem to be experiencing these days.
Quickening
This is truly the quickening. We’re seeing it happening before our very eyes.
I don’t know where it’s leading – for me or the world – but have a sense that by allowing your fascination to pull you along step by step rather than attempting to rationalize or be overly sensible about everything, it’ll lead somewhere somehow splendid for all of us.
It’s strange nearly dying – it happened a few times over a two-week period in fact – it showed me or rather reminded me how the death state, which I personally experience as the eternal-life state, is there waiting all the time, hence how important it is to let go and play while we can, and in that playing each make as much of contribution with our love and care as we can.
Here’s to that.
With love, Supercharged
Surrender fully to the Way, making like a leaf bowing in the wind or a pinball bouncing off the rubber stays in a pinball machine, without plans, allowing events to shape themselves.
