by Swami Don

There's a story circulating about a Master who took his student to the cliff edge, pushed him off, and he flew.   A nice concept but I wouldn't recommend it literally or rush to take any flights either.  It's a teaching story that notes timing is everything but fails to point out that the Universe holds the watch.

Karma brings needed lessons and the task before everyone is to be open to it.  Awakening is the gift of sight and consciousness is the gift of life, and more importantly, the foundation built in the space between these two waypoints becomes the template for the Journey that follows.       

'Ask and ye shall receive' but "ask for what" is always the question.  Most Seekers tend to be careful about what they ask for because more might come than is bargained for and with a twist at the end too.  Reality is often not what it appears and neither are human desires as sometimes the opposite of a thing is more true. 

First to crawl, then to walk, and then to run and there are no short cuts for the hard work of sowing today in hope of reaping big tomorrow.   'Seek and ye shall find'  and therefore studying Dead Masters for the essence of their philosophy is a good place to start.  Many flights have been launched from their backs.

For the Birds?  Sure, you bet, but the variety whose strength grows with flight ever nearer to the Light and becomes more powerful than an Eagle but resembles a Phoenix too, repeatedly consumed by fire and reborn many times on the way to the Source of Truths that brings the freedom that makes flight possible. 

Awakening is a personal story and mine is a classic tale of a 'last call' effort by a pissed off Spirit that boxed me in with no escape after an accident that was neither accident nor coincidence when examined in retrospect of fingerprints of Karma, Fate and Destiny so clearly evident.

But the End is not seen in the Beginning and Enlightenment is proven only by the pain, suffering and tears that mark its trail.   13 years it took me but I admit to giving up on the whole idea in the 11th year and leaving India to wander the world, still a Warrior Priest but without the former 24/7/365 intensity.

I've always been lucky and metaphorically could fall into a pile Holy Cow shit and expect to come up smelling like a rose.   But luck is the Grace that proves Spirit World is close although hidden behind Veils, but calls to me went unheard and even two Near Death Experiences didn't break through.

I was a tough nut to crack:  hard of hearing and distracted by life but also a survivor, and give the Matrix credit, well prepared to tangle with the material world and rack up more wins than losses.  But never a second thought for my Soul until it lost patience and got my attention with more direct action.

Few could foresee the potential Karma of major disasters that turn into the best thing that could ever have happened, and being beaten down wasn't so great in the beginning either, but the events that stripped away my life went unrecognized at the time but were the price of admission to unknown realms.

No need to mince words.  My Spirit tricked me onto the Spiritual Path and didn't care whether I was on-board or not, and then guided me to a Magic Theater filled with Teachers and dramas unbidden to introduce a mysterious new world where I knew less than nothing and everybody else knew more.

Or at least appeared knowledgeable to a rube like me and every New Age Charlatan with dreams of a new car or vacation home had his hand in my pocket while I floundered along in the shallows of New Age nitwitism.   Until Fate brought me an old Jungian Master and a Path hidden in plain sight.

Change happened quickly with his meditations and mental techniques and rude Awakenings brought new realities and a new life that demanded fresh programs and a real education.  With the right guidance despair eventually found opportunity and a growing curiosity about what might be.      

Life in the opposite direction means thinking new thoughts and extending horizons to places well beyond human imagination or ability to plan, thus my Spirit planned the trip and I was merely along for the ride on a Journey designed and guided by Powers more significant than me.

Clearly a seemingly impossible Quest requires help from the Gods so attracting their attention is necessary... but they are fickle and an audience is earned only through satisfied Gatekeepers and crossed Thresholds and humans best tread very carefully on those Playing Fields.  

                                              ---------     Work in Progress  To Be Continued     ---------



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    Swami Don is an Enlightened Spiritual Teacher, former Airline Pilot,  Vietnam Vet, Green Beret: Purple Hearts, Bronze Star, Silver Star.  A traveling Monk recently returned after 20 years in India/Asia, now based in Tucson at offering Seminars and Specialty Counseling with the goal of bringing a mid-life 180 degree course change that moves from Awakening to full Consciousness and fulfills the promise of 'Two Lives for the Price of One' and provides true Existential Meaning in the last half (where it counts).


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