Wayne (Wirs)

The Wisdom of Your Heart

Wayne (Wirs) — Tue, 15 May 2012 21:11:36 +0000

Storrie Lake SP, NM---From Nonduality Highlights:

At the end of the talk someone from the audience asked the Dalai Lama, "Why didn't you fight back against the Chinese?" The Dalai Lama looked down, swung his feet just a bit, then looked back up at us and said with a gentle smile, "Well, war is obsolete, you know." Then, after a few moments, his face grave, he said, "Of course the mind can rationalize fighting back… but the heart, the heart would never understand. Then you would be divided in yourself, the heart and the mind, and the war would be inside you."

But the heart, the heart would never understand.

If your heart doesn't say "Yes," then just say "No."

You don't need to ponder it, or beat yourself up, or second guess yourself.

If asked to explain, just say, "My heart says 'No.'"

Who could argue with that?

Sunspots and Aliens

Wayne (Wirs) — Sun, 13 May 2012 23:17:48 +0000

Storrie Lake SP, NM---My Verizon MIFI (hotspot) has been acting up for the last three days---sun spots or aliens I'm sure---so I'll just post a photo while I've got the chance.

A Voice From The Past

Wayne (Wirs) — Thu, 10 May 2012 01:04:03 +0000

Storrie Lake SP, NM---The above is a photo from Fading Toward Enlightenment of Leticia. Hadn't heard from her in years until she commented on my birthday post yesterday. Hi Leticia!

Took me awhile to find the image in from my old blog. That was back when, if you blogged, you had to write your own website from scratch. No Facebook, no Wordpress, no Blogger. It's kind of a pain to navigate the site, but it was cool to see all the old photos and posts.

We've come a long way in 10 years.

Cloudy, Creative Days

Wayne (Wirs) — Mon, 07 May 2012 17:21:27 +0000

Sumner Lake SP, NM---I had every intention of breaking camp today---I've been here nearly four weeks---but the winds picked up and the clouds moved in and cloudy days tend to awaken my Muse.

So I stayed.

To live as a Soul is to live carefree.

When you live as a Soul, you don't take problems too seriously. You don't take people too seriously. Hell, you don't even take your own thoughts (let alone plans) too seriously.

To live as a Soul is to live in harmony with the Tao (Her by any other name).

I had planned to move camp today, but She said, "Stay."

So I stayed...

and ideas flowed.

Every Birthday

Wayne (Wirs) — Thu, 03 May 2012 20:25:31 +0000

Sumner Lake SP, NM---Every birthday, I like to contemplate my direction. Today, I looked at my bank balance and saw I have about a year's worth of savings and no real income. Oddly enough, that's pretty much been my situation for my last three birthdays.

I wrote on a sheet of paper:
A: Fight to survive.
B: Surrender and develop for your next life.
C: Both.

I decided on C: Both. "Fight" is way too strong a word though, so I figure I'll just continue working on the diet book, sell that via affiliates, then work on a spiritual book.

In my down time, I'll continue to de-condition my conditioning ("develop for your next life") while slowly roaming around the West.

When you live as a Soul, fear becomes irrelevant.

When you live as a Soul, your only option is to live True.

Life

Wayne (Wirs) — Mon, 30 Apr 2012 15:23:00 +0000

Sumner Lake SP, NM---When I hear the birds sing in the morning, when I gaze out at the juniper trees and cacti living so peacefully in the desert, when I see the flowers all having turned toward the sun, I sometimes think, "What is this thing called Life?"

From a rational point of view, life makes no sense. Shouldn't everything just be a bunch of sand and rocks? Isn't that where random events lead?

From a mystic's point of view, Life---the will that lies behind each organism, that drives each organism---is a powerful reminder of the Divine.

Blown Off The Hill

Wayne (Wirs) — Fri, 27 Apr 2012 01:57:32 +0000

Sumner Lake SP, NM---Because the winds kept blowing my chalks sideways away from the trailer wheels---chalks are little wedges designed to keep the trailer from rolling forward or back---I decided I didn't need the damn things anyway, since I had stabilizer jacks lowered on all four corners.

Big mistake.

Now remember, I (was) way up on the hill, exposed to winds from all sides---15 feet from the cliff edge.

Apparently, stabilizer jacks are only designed to stabilize from side to side, not front to back.

Suddenly, a huge gust of wind slammed my trailer with such force that it pushed the entire rig forward and plunged it off the---wait for it---tongue jack (you thought I was going to say "plunged it off the hill" didn't you?).

I jumped outside, hooked up the trailer to the truck and towed it down into a slightly more protected portion of the park. I'll have to leave it hooked up until I can get some new stabilizer jacks, since all four of them were damaged and the winds are just too high to risk unhooking without them.

Sadly, there doesn't seem to be an RV supply place within 100 miles of here, so---if I survive the night---I may just have to hunker down until the winds let up in a few days.

Newbie mistake. Chalk your wheels. Don't trust the stabilizers.

I guess my Fool on the Hill post was one of those dangerous, dark premonitions that I sometimes seem to have.

That Which Sees Out My Eyes…

Wayne (Wirs) — Tue, 24 Apr 2012 22:25:19 +0000

Sumner Lake SP, NM

Mortal is the skin of the Soul.

Soul is the skin of Radiance.

Radiance is the skin of Oneness.

Oneness is the Source.

It is the beginning---Oneness is the Alpha.

Oneness is manifested as Light and Love (Radiance).

Radiance is manifested as individual consciousness (Soul).

Soul is manifested as a living being (Mortal).

Mortal has no manifestation.

It is the end---the Omega.

Emptiness and Fullness. The Source and the Manifest. The Alpha and the Omega.

And everything in between.

There is no physical difference between Mortal and Soul and Radiance and Oneness.

It seems different only because of our thoughts---because of our perceived identity.

It is just an illusion of perspective.

That which sees out my eyes… sees out yours.

That which sees my thoughts… sees your thoughts.

Shift your perspective. It is simply an issue of identity.

The less there is of you, the more there is of Her.

God and the Anima

Wayne (Wirs) — Sun, 22 Apr 2012 15:26:05 +0000

Sumner Lake SP, NM---I received this email the other day from a long-time reader:

Carl Jung wrote of mistaking the anima for the Self. I recently went through some tough times and this concept was really helpful, the result of which is an ability to separate the two. When mistaking the anima for the Self there is a kind of delusion like being under a spell, in a mystic mood, drawn in by a compelling desire of some kind. Where as knowledge of the Self is more independent and realistic about things and of a higher more clarified order, seeing all aspects of one's experience with a discerning eye for truth. Something to ponder. I enjoy your posts.

I wasn't sure if he was suggesting that I'm confusing Her with the Anima, but that's the way I replied and I feel it is a great topic and worth sharing.

My reply to his email below the break (huh?).

The Feeling of “Me” and Her

Wayne (Wirs) — Thu, 19 Apr 2012 16:09:39 +0000

Sumner Lake SP, NM---To remind me when I'm taking Life---and my conditioning---too seriously, I have the following at the top of my Miracle Log:

Her	Me
Acceptance	Resistance
Flowing	Trying
Open	Contracted
Love	Want

The less there is of me, the more there is of Her.

Life on the Hill

Wayne (Wirs) — Tue, 17 Apr 2012 21:25:56 +0000

Sumner Lake SP, NM---On the lake, a fish leaps into the air, its yellow belly glistening, its tail slapping the water's surface before it splashes back into the depths.

A small white heron struts in the grass, darting forward erratically as it snaps at some invisible prey.

Down below, an old man struggles with his canoe by the boat ramp. He eventually slides it into the water, then gingerly steps inside, pushes off and paddles silently across the lake.

The heron, seeing the dock is clear, takes flight. He soars downward and alights on the ramp. He settles in for a moment, making sure the area is safe, then peers deeply into the water.

A squirrel pops her head above a rock at the edge of the cliff. Cautiously she comes forward, sniffing the ground, stopping, evaluating. Then she shuffles forward again. She pokes her nose in the grass and pulls forth a morsel. She sits back on her haunches and eats it, her black eyes like tiny shiny marbles. Finished, she stands up and looks at me. I point my camera, shoot her picture, and lean back into the chair just as a seagull floats by overhead.

I close my eyes.

The sun warms my face and I listen to the breeze and the waves lapping at the shore below.

Across the lake, the seagull caws.

To Live as a Soul

Wayne (Wirs) — Sun, 15 Apr 2012 17:06:18 +0000

Sumner Lake SP, NM

You are a little soul carrying around a corpse.
- Epictetus

There is ample evidence that you are a Soul. Ample evidence that you survive physical death and reincarnate into a new body and a new life.

There is literally zero evidence that you die at physical death. Zero evidence that consciousness "blinks out" when your body dies.

It is this unexamined belief which says we die at physical death---a belief, not a fact---which makes most people's lives miserable. They suffer constantly and needlessly because they take their lives---their only life they think---so seriously.

Think about being a Soul---about being eternal.

Live as a Soul (since you are).

I guarantee, this simple change in your belief about death, will change your whole attitude about Life.

The Fool On The Hill

Wayne (Wirs) — Fri, 13 Apr 2012 21:35:02 +0000

Sumner Lake SP, NM---The fool on the hill? That would be me.

High winds shaking the rig make it hard to sleep at night, but I've got lakefront on three sides, a great view, unlimited solar, Internet and the hill all to myself.

Gratefulness

Wayne (Wirs) — Wed, 11 Apr 2012 19:15:11 +0000

Sumner Lake SP, NM

"…and the only appropriate response is gratefulness."

Thanks for sharing Glenn.

Her Tests

Wayne (Wirs) — Wed, 11 Apr 2012 01:59:25 +0000

OASIS SP, NM—She often tests us. She tests us in order to help us learn how we are faring. She tests us in the "real world" to see how well we have taken to Her lessons.

Think about Your True Nature all you want. Inquire into Your Very Being until the cows come home. Ask "Who am I?" for twenty years and seek Your Ineffable Essence. Thinking and questioning and inquiring are useful, but until we face the challenges of Life, we are just playing mental games. We are just swirling around inside our own heads.

I'm no different from you. She tests me all the time too. More below the break (huh?).

Writing, Dieting and Belt Tightening

Wayne (Wirs) — Sun, 08 Apr 2012 21:53:52 +0000

OASIS SP, NM---With my belt tighter by three notches (and with some new holes drilled into it), I've started the actual writing part of writing a diet book. As I've mentioned previously, writing a book is a lot easier than you'd probably suspect.

Simply keep breaking it down until you've got a bunch of tiny little pieces.

I started with a mind map to gather and organize all my thoughts.
I then outlined the main subjects which would later become chapters.
I further broke each subject/chapter down into topics.
I then broke the topics down into individual points I wanted to cover.
I write a first draft of each point, which rapidly expands to a topic, which expands to a chapter.
I revise very little at this stage, just write and write and write.
When I realize I need to expand on a concept somewhere, I just add a node to the outline, attach a note with my thoughts, and get back to that later.

Little by little, it all starts to come together.

Pretty soon, you've got a first draft of an entire book.

The Secret to Happiness

Wayne (Wirs) — Wed, 04 Apr 2012 16:05:02 +0000

OASIS SP, NM---If you can find happiness in solitude, then you can find happiness anywhere.

In solitude, there are few distractions---only the noise of the mind.

In solitude, the attachment to the noise of the mind---not the noise itself---is readily seen as the barrier to happiness.

As my Frog Master taught me, the key piece of wisdom here is to recognize that the source of happiness---the living stillness that lies below the mind---never leaves you.

She never leaves you.

It is just that when you focus on the noise, it is impossible to hear Her whispers.

One of the benefits of living as a Soul is that you stop taking the noise of the mind so seriously.

The Whale and the Krill

Wayne (Wirs) — Mon, 02 Apr 2012 17:35:29 +0000

OASIS SP, NM---Last night's episode of Nature was about whales, and the last segment was about blue whales, the largest mammals on the planet.

Image: A huge blue whale arching downward, its tail rising high above the water as it dives deep into the ocean depths.

Image: A huge school of krill, tiny shrimp-like creatures, minding their own business, their red eyes looking outward into their watery world.

Image: The diving blue whale's mouth opening and its gut expanding as it sucks in thousands of krill to their deaths.

One moment, She is looking out through the eyes of a tiny krill. The next moment, She is released from Her host as the krill's body dies.

She is freed to take on a new life.

Bodies die—but Souls never do.

She is krill-consciousness.

She is whale-consciousness.

She is tree-consciousness.

She is you-consciousness.

She is Soul-consciousness.

Yesterday, I saw a bird, sitting on a fence post, chirping cheerfully to the vast blue sky. As I turned, I caught a glimpse of myself in the rearview mirror.

I was smiling.

And I suddenly realized my heart was filled with joy.

One Of Those Days

Wayne (Wirs) — Thu, 29 Mar 2012 21:31:23 +0000

OASIS SP, NM---Yesterday, I got the truck stuck in the sand. Anything I did just made it worse, just made the hole deeper.

There was no phone service.

There was no Internet.

But it was in a state park, so there was no danger either.

I used my truck jack to lift the trailer up so I could block it and level it (a large tilt will kill the refrigerator), and set up camp.

This morning, I went to the park's visitor center and called for a tow. He got my truck out, then got stuck himself. We managed to get him free but that left me with the problem of getting my trailer out of there without getting re-stuck.

The ranger then called a friend of hers who had a big four wheel drive and he just slid right in there, pulled the trailer out and set me up in a new site. He didn't even want anything for it (but I tipped him well).

The ranger, feeling guilty for all my troubles and not thinking of calling her friend first, upgraded my site (the NM park pass is free for no-hookups) and said I could stay as long as I wanted.

With the full hookup site, my A/C is keeping me cool in this really hot weather, and I even have Internet up here on the hill.

Still no phone, but I can live with that.

What did I learn from all this?

When you live as a Soul, strangers are really amazed at how carefree you are about "serious problems."
Everything has to work out (eventually).
When you start to get stuck: stop, turn off the engine, jack up the wheels, and put your RV leveling blocks under your tires for traction.
My next truck will have four wheel drive.

Watching and Waiting

Wayne (Wirs) — Sun, 25 Mar 2012 21:42:10 +0000

BRANTLEY LAKE SP, NM---In the morning, I set up my little shelter and table and laptop next to the lake and write a few hours. She's got me working on a diet book of all things. Either She wants me to lose weight or generate a steady source of income. Either would be nice.

I'm down 15 pounds.

It's been effortless.

So there's that.

Later the winds pick up and I take the shelter down and move inside.

The afternoons are starting to get hot and I consider moving northward.

Northward feels right---but not just yet.

I wait.

I've gotten good at waiting for Her guidance.

At waiting for Her whispers.

Higher Ground

Wayne (Wirs) — Fri, 23 Mar 2012 21:02:45 +0000

BRANTLEY LAKE SP, NM---I awoke this morning to the gentle lapping of water near my trailer---much closer than it was when I went to bed.

With the lake waters rising, I quickly hooked up and moved the rig to higher ground. I'm still lakeside, on a little cove, but with about a six foot elevation rather than the six inches of my last spot. The rangers told me later that they're allowing the water level to come up in preparation for the spring irrigations, and that I'll be fine where I'm at.

I would have moved onward to another park, but I want to see how long I can last with my water tank. One of the main reasons I bought this model travel trailer is because it has a large freshwater tank---50 gallons, as well as decent-sized black and grey tanks---35 gallons each.

It's been almost three weeks now, and I'm still holding out well. I've been drinking bottled water and showering at the campground restrooms, both of which have helped conserve my water supply dramatically.

I'm using the New Mexico Annual Camping Permit ($225) and pretty much after you spend three weeks camping, it's paid for. I bought mine in the beginning of March and it's good through March 31, 2013, so for the next 12 months my New Mexico camping (at any of their state parks) is free.

Free camping. Free water. Free showers. Free dump stations.

And plenty of sun means free electricity.

Soul Resources…

Wayne (Wirs) — Thu, 22 Mar 2012 21:33:18 +0000

BRANTLEY LAKE SP, NM---I've compiled a Resources page for the Soul Level (found on the sidebar to the right) and posted it online.

I was going to try to consolidate the two PDF documents that I had given to my former students (Mystical Oneness: A Brief Introduction to the Soul Level and Mystical Oneness: Adapting to the Soul Level), but realized I would have to re-work them a bit to make them flow coherently into an all-in-one document on the Soul level. So I'm just posting them as-is (they can be found on the Soul Resources Page). They are very useful guides and provide a "how-to" for making the leap of faith from Mortal to Soul.

I've also added a Student Info page to provide readers with more information on where I'm at in taking on new students and what I'll require of them.

Lastly, I'm researching a new project, but I need to keep it under wraps for now while I get a clearer vision of it.

When the World is Perfect

Wayne (Wirs) — Sun, 18 Mar 2012 23:57:22 +0000

BRANTLEY LAKE SP, NM

Both the bees and the scouts have left. Once again, the camp is empty.

Nothing has really changed. It is as if they were never here.

Each morning, and each evening, a group of ducks gather just offshore from my camp. One by one, each bird does a little hop/dive and disappears under the water only to surface again a few moments later---a blade grass in its mouth.

Upon surfacing, each duck shakes its head violently back and forth, as if it is trying to clear the water from its ears.

Sandpipers skitter along the shoreline, poking their beaks into the mud.

Sometimes I leave bread for them.

I sit in my chair, exhale, open up, and my boundaries vanish into Her.

I breathe in and out. The wind blows and the far shore caresses my skin.

In the Vastness, the One and the Many are transcended.

In the space between thoughts, the World is perfect.

Dual Infestations

Wayne (Wirs) — Thu, 15 Mar 2012 23:00:34 +0000

BRANTLEY LAKE SP, NM

Apparently, my "no neighbors" remark from yesterday's post was premature (or anti-precognitive?).

Today, my serene lakeside beach camp became infested---infested I tell you---not with cows (with horns), but with both boy scouts and bees in my air conditioner (the bees are in my air conditioner, not the boy scouts).

My Dark Side immediately pondered, "I'm sure there's a way to get these two forces to somehow negate each other…"

Toughing It Out

Wayne (Wirs) — Wed, 14 Mar 2012 22:56:36 +0000

BRANTLEY LAKE SP, NM

I explored the region the last few days. I drove north to see if Bottomless Lakes would be my next camp---it won't. I poked around Carlsbad to see if either my old spot, or a place on the reservoir would do---they don't.

When I asked the ranger here how long you can camp, he said, "For hook up sites, it's three weeks, but for where you're at, you can stay as long as you want."

Twenty feet from the lake, the aquamarine waters lapping at the shore, and no neighbors.

I guess I can put up with it a little longer.