Sunday, April 20, 2014

Walk Into The Cave

You must walk into the cave unreluctant

And as you enter, your eyes momentarily entertain the vapid darkness, yet it is your heart that will see.  It is your heart that will beat with signals of illumination, shedding light for your yet-to-be steps.
You must walk into the cave unreluctant

And at first you doubt your ability to navigate the jagged twists and unknown turns that await, still, by the simple act of entering, your instincts reawaken and you are welcomed home to the ancient wisdom nestled patiently within your own mind.

You must walk into the cave unreluctant

And for those beginning moments you feel tense and fearful about the unknown losses awaiting you in this mystery. Do you turn around and go back to what is familiar or do you challenge that fearful impulse and align with the inward will that cannot cease its calling?

You must walk into the cave unreluctant

And in those beginning steps you revisit all of the life-long evidence you’ve built against yourself as to why you cannot succeed. But the deeper you travel into the cave the further removed those stories become.  A new story is established with each soldiering step and it reads of how you are far more capable than you’ve ever given yourself credit to be.

You must walk into the cave unreluctant

If for no other reason than the fact that you don’t want to.

You must walk into the resistance. You must walk into the discomfort.
You must lean into the darkness, the doubt, the mystery for this is where you come to find that the true realization of infinite life can never be realized in the communes of conformity where the asleep take shelter.

Real infinite life – your resurrection, only happens when you walk into the cave unreluctant.

Sunday, April 13, 2014


You run
and in your running you feel a temporary assurance that all this fear
will stay locked in some distant room
whose door you never have to open.

You fight
and in your fighting you feel that if you can just be louder,
stronger, more long-standing in your aggression that the
possibility of something or someone defeating you can be delayed.

You stay
and in your staying you uncover an internal creative power that has waited in anticipation for your recognition.

You are reminded that fear will travel with you regardless how far you run.
You are reminded that in your resistance and fighting, you only enlarge the force you choose to battle.
In your staying you bravely let go the crippling pattern of fearful avoidance and blaming others.
You dissolve the belief that anything outside may harm or diminish you.

And now you are clear;
Fear is a choice.
There is no us and them.
There is no problem. There is only our perception of the world waiting to be changed.

~ David Ault

Thursday, February 27, 2014

All My Life

"When it's over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
When it is over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.
I don't want to end up simply having visited this world."

~ Mary Oliver

Living large, behaving boldly – those are more than just motivational phrases reserved for some cheesy poster on a wall.  They are the words imprinted on your soul.
And wherever you go, there your soul is. 

Wherever you go there are the constant reminders of what boldness looks like - displayed through the actions of people, depicted  in stories we read, embedded in the lyrics of music and lived out by cultures and people who have measurably greater excuses to quit than we ever will.
When examined at its most raw and base rationale, the reason we don’t dance at the edge of our comfort zone is because we choose not to.

Indulge me a bit, but I am on this awareness kick about death.  Death is an invention of humans.  It speaks of finality.  Yet we are infinite – our forms change but the soul lives, grows, expands onward.  This body maybe a temporary shell,  yet housed within us is constant consciousness – the delicious, infinite playground that will respond to the very thoughts we endear ourselves to.

Why not endear yourself to amazement as the poet Mary Oliver writes?   

Why not endear yourself to the wonders that await when you simply choose peace over your drama, choose to recognize the good all around you rather than bemoaning what you have lost and what seems unreachable?  All it requires is for you to shed your allegiance to playing small.  All it requires is to love yourself in all your apparent imperfections rather than be imprisoned by them.  You are creating the environment by which your soul gets to manifest. 

Open up. Open up. Open up.

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Let Not Your Heart Be Troubled

We were memorably told, "Let not your heart be troubled..."

Every day on this fascinating journey of earthly life, we encounter situations that can trigger emotions of hurt, sorrow, and a host of fearful thoughts.

The above loving invitation from the master teacher Jesus is a strong reminder for us to not let our hearts or our focus of attention remain troubled by outer conditions - to not linger in these triggers. The reasoning is that our evolving  personal consciousness is paralleled with our belief in God as omniscient.
To be aware of the allness of Intelligence is to experience the allness of Intelligence.  To be aware of the allness of Love is to experience the allness of Love.
The acceptance of the Divine's omniscience will understandably dissolve any lingering pain-filled emotion and bring us back to an open-hearted state.

Why is this so vital and important?

The heart must be 'untroubled' in order for us to experience the kingdom that is God's great pleasure to give us.
When the mirrored reflection of our inner state becomes one with the unlimited divine nature of the Creator, the gift of the kingdom can at last be received.

Simply stated, we must lighten up to receive our good.  Lightening up is the perfect indicator that the world and all its fluctuating madness, conflict and disruption has no power over our internal knowing of what is true - the omniscient nature of God.  No-thing or no-one can diminish that.

What triggers/fears can you release?

Know that by being willing to do so, your kingdom of good may finally materialize and become real for you.

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Breathe In

Breathe in the particles of power that swarm and move in and around you.

Everything your heart desires can be breathed in through an acceptance of one who has no problem receiving.
What you crave is as readily available as air.
Would you deny air?
Why, then, deny the treasures that already have your name chiseled upon them?
Breath in the relief that comes through revisiting the porch of plenty.
Breath in your wholeness - the complete synchronicity that links one internal system to another.
Breathe in your yearning's long awaited relief, your creativity's acceptance and honoring.
Breathe in your eternal freedom that handholds you to an infallible awareness of worth.
Breathe in intimacy that beats equally in the heart of another and fulfils the connection that all deserve.
Breathe in aliveness - the thrill of an ever expanding arena of adventure and  growth that greets you at every willing step and every playful consent.
Breathe in your power - the power that swells in your veins and launches from your conscious mind the command for good towards an attentive army of willing soldiers of manifestation.
All this is possible right now in the next breath.
Breathe and be breathed  - in God, as God, through God.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

You Can't Hurry The Harvest

Private victories precede public victories. You can't invert that process any more than you can harvest a crop before you plant it. ~ Stephen Covey

I am reminded of the phrase, "You can't hurry the harvest."
In order to even have a harvest, one must plant the seed(s) to begin with. One must nurture, cultivate and tend to the care of the soil. The harvest comes in its right and proper time. 

When we each advance to that place where we know beyond all doubt that our prayers are answered - that our good is there, then absolutely nothing interferes with the harvest. The already-having- received consciousness delivers every time. That developed internal knowing is the private victory Covey speaks of.  Countless people have inspired ideas but do we all possess the devotion to nurture that idea wholeheartedly, surpassing all doubt and seeming negative setback?

In today's lightning fast, instantaneous society, we tend to forget about the beauty that is happening in the gestation period, the miraculous in-the-meantime where the desires we plant in mind are formulating, then arriving exactly when their suppose to. We become impatient, blaming, fearful, comparative and in so doing, pour kerosene on our soil and toss in a lighted match.

We destroy the very thing we say we wanted.

Let us go back to basics. Plant your seed. Honor its process. Act sane. Be kind to yourself and others. Be a dutiful and gracious mental farmer. Your harvest will come.

How can we achieve peace in the present moment and stop trying to hurry (control) our prayers arrival?

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

August Adventures - Kilimanjaro (The Descent)

"What goes up must come down."

You can thank Isaac Newton for those pearls of gravitational wisdom.

But, I'm saving all my thanks for second-in-command John.

That uphill terrain of scree described in the fifth day of ascending, well, it's equally maddening a surface to descend on.

Gravity grabs us and makes our strides swift, using an entirely different set of muscles and putting my knees through joint boot camp.  The slippery scree makes balancing an issue and within the first twenty minutes, I have fallen on my butt, toppled like a drunkard and rolled.

John, identical to Harold's gesture upon ascension, grabs my hand.  We are off - accelerating like tandem skiers, using a heel-toe rapid fire walk that requires equal parts balance and mobility.  It's rough on both knees and shins but I say a quick prayer of gratitude for my trainer Philippe back in Atlanta who made those mobility exercises our number one priority the past year.

In less than an hour we are back on solid terrain.

The entire descent to the bottom of the national park takes a day and a half.   We sleep at Millenium Camp after having traveled down to Barafu, gathering remains from the night before and continuing on for another two hours.  In total, that final summit day plus our beginning descent was around 13 hours.

Millenium Camp is beautiful, or is it the relief within me that makes it so?

It doesn't take much for any of us to collapse and sleep that evening.

The next morning, our last delivery of ginger tea arrives and tastes extra satisfying.

Drinking it, I stare off into the distance as the bright sun casts its rays off Mount Meru.  The porters gather around us and we are serenaded by a song - a long held tradition on the final day of the Kilimanjaro adventure.

A few more hours and we will have returned to the tropical rainforest area and then, finally, the final registration booth and state park exit where we receive our official certificate for mastering the illustrious mountain.

My mind wanders to a scripture from the book of Malachi in the Biblical text that contains the words prove me now.  The word prove was, I've come to believe, the great impetus for this entire adventure.  How can I prove philosophical principles that I profess to believe in - that I've built my whole life around, unless I do so through action?

I continue the descent, pondering - feeling the unparalleled satisfaction and quiet, internal joy that is birthed from such an action.  I now have a greater depth of experience for having applied the prove me now energy as an intention.  In those last hours, I feel I am physically capable of more than I can imagine, expect or hope for.  All of us are.

Now, to maintain that sense of invincibility in the everyday world.


(Here are more pictures provided by fellow climber Mark Wyrick, and the video of the closing song from our wonderful porter team.  Harold joins in the singing at the end, wearing the blue jersey with the number 8 on the back)