September 1, 2015 4:17 am
August 31, 2015, Prescott- I almost used the byline, The Universe. I have begun reading “Way of the Peaceful Warrior”, Dan Millman’s 1980 book which loosely describes his inner journey to a higher functioning self, using the anthropomorphoses of Agape and Eros, a spirit guide named Socrates and a whimsical, attractive spirit named Joy.
Like Dan, I have spent a lot of my life following the Prescribed Path- following, first, a maudlin, alcohol-and-marijuana-fueled series of efforts at fitting my square peg into society’s round hole. When I was 25, I encountered an eleven-year-old boy named Mickey, who got me to quit smoking dope; in exchange for which, he gave up smoking tobacco. Five years later, I met Penny, my own spiritual guide, who became my wife, and alcohol was cast aside. At age 58, after a roiling series of life setbacks, I gave up credit cards- and the habit I had developed of blaming others for our family’s ill fortune. At age 60, I saw my wife, my Heaven-on-Earth, transition into the spirit who guides me, day by day, no longer kept prisoner in a body that had been failing.
I have experienced beings, and phenomena, that are not easily explained in human terms: My maternal grandmother’s spirit visiting me, early one morning, when I was ten; my father’s angry spirit pushing my head into a tile wall, in response to a wayward thought I had, about a year after his passing; Penny’s spirit filling our bedroom, as her body lay dying in a hospice, ten miles away; a bright, multi-coloured light flashing frenetically, at a spot called Sipapu (Emergence Place), on the floor of Palo Duro Canyon, as I sat on a nearby bench; my maternal grandfather’s spirit, regarding me with a stern eye, when I stopped shy of climbing to the top ledge of Cathedral Rock, in Sedona. These are experiences that many would regard as hallucinations, but they all occurred during daylight, when I was awake, and I haven’t used mind-altering substances since 1981.
“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end”. So goes a line from the song, “Closing Time”, by SemiSonic. I see this, in terms of each day, week, month and year. I have seen my own transition from married caretaker to wandering widower. Now I am becoming a solitary seedsower, concentrating on helping to build a community. There will be other transitions ahead; other tides, rolling in, rolling out.
Posted by Sagittarian Seeker
Categories: Personal goals, Social
Tags: "Closing Time", Agape, Anthropomorphoses, Cathedral Rock, Eros, Palo Duro Canyon, Prescribed Path, Sipapu, The Universe
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Oh, my goodness, Gary — this post is strong confirmation that you belong in Arizona — that’s where your spirit connections are, I wish I could remember Sipapu and Palo Duro Canyon — we were there when I was an early teen, but there are other places as well where the spirits reside and are very strong.
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By slmret on September 1, 2015 at 4:46 am
For now, I belong in Arizona. There may be a change in 2017, depending on where my son is reassigned. If he stays in SoCal, or goes overseas, I will stay here. If he goes somewhere else stateside, I might move closer to where that is. There is a lot of time in between, though, of which to make the most.
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By righteousbruin9 on September 1, 2015 at 4:15 pm
life is quite a ride.
i’m awfully glad you connected with that boy, for his sake. too.
i like that quote.
school starts in 4 1/2 hours. that’s a new beginning that has to be good.
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By promisesunshine on September 1, 2015 at 7:55 am
From your posts, it sounds like school is starting none too soon. Having been in education, all my adult life, there was never a break from my son’s teachers, and their drama, which often included disrupting my own work. You are a trouper!
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By righteousbruin9 on September 1, 2015 at 4:13 pm
Hallucinations, I think not. John posted a poem that makes the point, the veil is thin.
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By jr cline on September 1, 2015 at 11:11 am
Indeed it is.
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By righteousbruin9 on September 1, 2015 at 4:13 pm
Wow. This is quite a blog entry. I hope you will make a special note to save it for inclusion in your travel diary.
Sipapu? This is in Palo Duro Canyon, or these are two different places?
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By theinfiniterally on September 1, 2015 at 6:18 pm
There is a sipapu at the bottom of the Grand Canyon, which is the Emergence Place of the Hopi. The sipapu at the bottom of Palo Duro is the Emergence Place of the Comanche.
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By righteousbruin9 on September 1, 2015 at 11:00 pm
Ah, I got you now. I had no idea about Palo Duro. Hard to believe, considering I grew up in Amarillo.
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By theinfiniterally on September 2, 2015 at 12:45 am