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Why do you fear me? Because I wasn’t predicted? Expected?

News flash, you don’t know everything. How boring would that be? Everything is known, predictable, fixed, set…

Does your reaction to me, indicate something? Were you really here? Because I was… the thing you didn’t predict, expect… the unknown, yet known in the moment. The exception to the rule.

I go against the grain, I am different than the normal, everyday moment. Yet equally here, real. Why do you react to me? Because… why?

Why do you curse me, hate me, or perhaps praise me? If I save your life, I am a “miracle.” If I ruin your day, I am “bad luck.” Really?

Who’s really the devil/god in this situation? Me or you?

I, the unknown.



Money is a Boulder of Potent Potential

Relevant Story: Boulders of Life Potential

What is Money?

Money is like a boulder resting on top of a hill, it is potential not yet put into ACTION.

The Monkman family at Bubble Rock in Maine's Acadia National Park.Like a boulder rolling down a hill, spending money is an action. If you have money you have the potential to spend it, and actions produces results. Until you take action, money only remains as a potential of Effect. Potential must be exercised. If money is never spent, that is wasted potential. A man that spends money will always have a greater effect on his reality than a man who saves it. At the same time, a man that spends his money on worthless pursuits is wasting his potential. So the question is, are you using your potential (boulder, money) and if so, is it and will it produce valuable results?

You may also consider: What kind of effects is your potential having? Is any of your potential wasted? Are living up to your fullest potential? Where will the boulder roll? Where are you leading that boulder of potential as money?

You can make this process practical for yourself and write out a budget, and rate the value of each item with a number, answering the questions: what are the values I place on things I spend my money on,  what is the actual value of the things I paid for, and how can I maximize the value? One can extend this process to other activities and pursuits which are outside the realm of the budget, such as volunteering, walking in the park, studying, etc… One may find that some of your most enjoyable activities don’t require any money, yet are highly valued by you. One may also find ways to spend your money that produces a greater value for you and everyone, or also some money that is producing very little to no value for you and everyone. After this evaluation of values, one can then shift one’s spending to maximize the value produced for not only you personally, but for you home, friends/family, country, and planet as a whole.







The moment speaks

DoorIf the moment can speak, what would it say?

The moment may say this: I have been watching you and I have seen everything, because everything happens in me, the moment. The greatest of structures and accomplishment, be in buildings, empires, societies, they ALL were created and manifested through me, the moment. The moment is the only space and time where anything can exist or be created. And it is always right here, right now. Think of the greatest thing, person or place in the world. Now think of the worst thing, person, or place in the world. They both were created through the moment. So the same must be in your life. The life you have now was created through me, the moment, and the life you will have, will be created through me the moment, which can only always ever be right now. You are creating your future life right now, did you know that? I am right here, the moment. Utilize me, and you will have your dreams, desires, wishes to be manifest. If you don’t, then what you create will always fail. This is the key to your freedom, be a slave to the moment, live here, tirelessly, ceasely, dedicate yourself to me as the moment, and you will reap all the benefits. I am the only way to creating what you want. All must pass through me, the moment, to reach any future destination. Will you walk through me, and use me, the moment?

Reach me here. Be where I am here. Calm yourselves down. Get out of your busybody thinking. Ground yourself here. Get in touch with your body. Be aware of the physical action you have done in every moment since you were born: Breathe! You breathe in every moment, yet you are not aware of the breathing. When was the last time you remembered breathing, yet how often do you actually breath? Join with me, the moment as breath, let us be one.

Let us create Life together.


children are the future

On a tropical Island close to the equator, there lived a person called Elis. She had dreams to see the world, to leave her little Island. She wanted to do great things with her life, help people, find a way to improve the lives of everyone, because she knew pain in her life, and saw how all of our lives are less than what it could be, that there is something wrong in how things work right now. But like any person, you could imagine, living in such a large world with such a large number of people living in such a system, seemingly oblivious or uncaring to the horrors and diminishment of life… for such a person things can appear hopeless. And after a while in that despair, you start to slowly give up, until one day you wake up forgetting completely about… what it is that matters.

Elis’s story is a common one. One thing that kept her from falling into hopelessness, is to remind herself the reason why she wakes up to face the day and find ways to contributing change in this world. Namely, her experience as a child where she knew something is wrong, and the pain and uncomfortability she felt, where I knew I should be feeling fine, and good with me, but I wasn’t. And for some reason we all accept and allow ourselves to just continue feeling bad and uncomfortable with who we are. I want to make a world where such a future child, or all children don’t have to go through that. Knowing that, I would feel very satisfied. There couldn’t be any greater satisfaction than that. Not all the money, not all the praise, attention, or fame, could even come close. So that is what I hold onto, and I make sure I never forget that.

Such people, who see the problems in the world, and want to do something about it, if you know them, deserve all the support in the world. It is such people that will lead Humanity, to a place where the term Humanity would actually have value. Right now Humanity has no value. And it will remain so, until the day we correct ourselves.

Apple Seed


Apple SeedIn the backyard there is an apple seed. This seeds sits between a patch of flowers and weeds. Someone was eating an apple, spitting out this seed to the ground.

Today the apple seed is there, and hasn’t sprouted yet. The grasses and other plants were strong and well placed.

One day later, it still hasn’t sprouted yet.

Over the next months, some rains came and went, sun went up then down, and it still hadn’t sprouted. The plants all around have either grown, died, sprouted. Bugs come and go, eating plants, maybe some seeds.

A year past and the seed still hadn’t sprouted. But on a day, indeterminable, it did sprout. On this day you saw its sprout, a little root searching for the ground.

The next day, it moved closer to the dirt. So on and so forth on the next days. Someone was walking by and knocked the seed out of the dirt. When the next rain came, it allowed the seed to reestablish itself in the dirt again.

Then it’s first little leaf came out. Allowing it catch its first glimpse of sunlight. Some days were cloudy, not allowing it grow. Some days were rainy and harsh.

The plants around the seed, competed for its space, and rich nutrients in the dirt. The seed continued, digging deeper with its root, and reaching high for the sky.

In a year’s time it was 3 inches tall. In two years time it doubled in size. Some leaves were ripped by the wind. It regrew them. Some branches broke, it regrew them. It grew, grew, grew. “I am an apple seed, so I am an apple tree.”

Eventually, like all things, it died. Its body, like all things, serve the new, becoming nutrients for other plants. “I am an apple seed, so I am an apple tree.”


Creating Choice


Brian was sitting in bed. He had graduated with a bachelors degree from Psychology 2 years ago. He was still living with his parents, which he didn’t mind. He had been investigating himself, and expanding his capabilities in ways he wouldn’t and couldn’t imagine before.

About 4 years ago he had a phone conversation with an older woman that he looked up to. Within talking about his future with her, she advised that he become a medical doctor. The thought of that scared Brian to his core, and he isn’t afraid to admit to anyone now, that he cried in that moment, from fear. The stress and duress that going to medical school, and on top of that, not really believing he could keep up with the material, yet this person whom he looked up to, believed he could. He knew that he was afraid of not fulfilling other people’s expectations of him. Everyone always saw him as so smart and capable, and not being able to do something, especially a pursuit of the mind, would have been a blow to his ego.

So Brian was sitting. He realized the moment he was sitting in, came quite naturally to him. Ironically enough, not natural in the natural sense, meaning easy, fluently. No, but as you would expect, which in reality in involved hard work, patience, perseverance, and a challenging of himself to the  very core of his being. From such actions/behaviors you would expect something to result, eh? So it did.

Brian knows that he has an obligation with his new found power. That there is a greater purpose for him to serve by applying that power in the way that fit his environment, and that result in what he knows is something spectacular in the eyes of many, but simply attainable in his own eyes. He knows now that what he achieves, what he has, and how people respond to him, do not define him, or make him more or greater. That is/was his Ego. May it forever rest in peace. He knows though that his Ego may come back from the dead, so he has to be cautious and alert at all times.

In moments without ego, one thing is clear to Brian. Tough choices are no longer tough, they are straightforward. And things actually fall into place, and what is right in front of your nose, reveals itself, like magic. So that’s something Brian learned, and would like to share. Because now pursuing his psychology degree by becoming a doctor, seems like an obvious choice now. And now he understands why some choices seem so tough. Because really its just the emotions and feelings behind them, which for Brian, it had to do with his ego.

Conversations we have and Secrets we keep


talking-mouthThis is a story of two people, Melissa and Ari. Melissa woke up today, got dressed  and ready for work. She ate her usual breakfast, and listened to her usual radio station on her way to work. That same morning, Ari woke up. Ari got dressed, took a shower, and left to work singing along to her favorite band on the music player of her car.

It was noon. Ari felt dread, and knots in her stomach. Melissa felt fine, maybe a bit bored, she couldn’t tell. They both headed to the lunch area. They sat down at their tables. Melissa with her group of friends, Ari with one of her coworkers. Melissa came over to Ari’s table after she finished her lunch. Ari could see her approaching, she was looking at Melissa from the corner or her eye, with heightened awareness. Ari’s breathing constricted, which she wasn’t even aware of. She froze for a few seconds in sheer anticipation.

“Hi Ari” Melissa said, “how it’s going today?”


A moment of silence passed.

“Anything new go on in your work?” Melissa said with care.

“Nope, just the usual” said Ari, “what about you?”

Melissa said how her team is closing on a deal with new client in the area. She felt pretty excited about it.

“Oh” Ari said. Ari felt sick to her stomach, an ache and pain in her bones and muscles, that she wasn’t even aware of. In a moment of anger, she said: “I’m really happy for you Melissa” and thought “what a bitch, why is she making me feel bad. Why can’t you just leave me alone!”

“Thanks Ari, that’s so sweet” Melissa replied.

Ari, and Melissa finished their work day, headed home. Ari collapsed in bed, filled with thought. Melissa was relax, and looked forward to the next day.

“Why can’t I be like Melissa” Ari thought.

…. Night passed…

The next day, at work, during lunch. Ari went over and spoke with Melissa.

“Hey Melissa how is it going?”

“pretty good, how about you?”

“Well I’m fine, anything to new to report?”

“not today no, and how about you, anything new going on?”

“Yes, we actually made a huge sale this morning, the boss is really happy”

“well that’s great Ari! That’s such good news.”

Time slowed down. Ari felt happy, excited and proud of herself. At the same time she felt angry, confused, and jealous. “why is she congratulating me, I don’t need her to tell me how great I am. I am great, I am better than her.”

“Thanks I really appreciate your kind words” replied Ari.

Ari felt the pain again, she felt like collapsing when she got home. I can’t live like this. What will make this stop! Why do whatever I try, does nothing ever seem to be able to stop this emptiness I feel. I feel so angry. I hate my job.


~Present Day~

Ari was looking over her memories from three years ago, and wrote down the key points she noticed about who she was in her interactions with her friend Melissa. She noticed that whatever was going on within her, it had nothing to do with how Melissa was treating her, and that Melissa was only ever kind to her, a true friend. In her very thoughts Ari found the truth. Ari wanted to be better than Melissa, and feel like a better person, by bringing down Melissa in her mind, and making herself successful, wealthy, and popular. She knew there was more going on, but she felt that she was already on the path of understanding herself and finally stopping, and letting go of this pain, suffering and emotional torment. The key is in who I am, in these memories, I just have to be honest, and ready to face the truth. I am not a nice person, or good person, I actually think bad/evil things behind people’s back. I know this is wrong, which is why I don’t say it aloud, but it has to stop, I can’t continue like this, I know this much. Why did I ever accept and allow such thoughts? What was I fighting or protecting? There are so many reasons and things here. Righteousness, trying to feel better, becoming more/greater, etc… Wow, there’s so much of me that I wasn’t aware of! Now I can finally release it!