I dedicate this monoluge to Frédéric for his ongoing support and his enthusiasm for taking responsibility for his own development and for his efforts to be a better father, partner and human being ! I also dedicate this monologue to Astrid for her ongoing kindness and her continuous efforts (despite her own illness) to help others living and dead, to be free of their suffering !
In today's stroll through the land, I explore the process that some have called Direct Knowing. There are several interpretations of this concept and in this monologue I explore what you might think of as a lower level form of DK, that I believe has greater value to us in our ordinary life. I provide you with working examples of how to develop DK through all the senses and then through the collective 5 senses.
Expect to hear lots of talkative sheep !
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We're all waiting for something ? But what is waiting ? Why should we wait and when should we move ? Waiting may well be the one great virtue we must all learn to master.
Well, this monologue is different ! Stay focused, as you endure my cat meowing incessantly and the wind blowing against my iPod.
In this monologue I attempt to lead you through a discussion about the nature of thought - touching on such subjects as simple and discursive thought, thought forms, process fields, thought and the 5 senses, memory, emotional feelings, felt sense in the body, beliefs, values and action. This is probably a monologue worth doing again under quiet conditions, with a more detailed exploration of the link between thoughts, ideas, projection and reactivity - which I didn't really touch on in this monologue.
This monologue sketches out the way that the human mind works - weaving thoughts out of silence and how thought can take us out of the present moment.
Hi folks, TSM19 is still being edited, so I thought I’d post TSM20 first. In this evening monologue, I talk a little about my experience of Christianity and my feelings and thoughts about Christianity and Jesus and then I introduce you to the poetry of one of my heroes Karol Wojtyla (Pope John Paul 2). I am not very good at reading poetry out loud when I’m tired but I’m optimistic you’ll get a feel for how beautiful and powerful these poems really are. They say as much about Karol’s understanding of god, as his experience of being a man who feels separate from god, who yearns for total communion.
Some of you might be surprised at who I consider to be my heroes. But such is the mystery of man, that none of us ever really understands another !
It was a sad day for me when the fisherman’s ring was broken.
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The sound of foot steps, wind, birds, silence, and a brief conversation with an Aboriginal man who’s mother (who I once knew), was born under a gum tree. I had to edit most of that conversation out to protect his privacy. Waste time at your own peril.