Legend of the 33rd Sage Part 2

The sage made the journey from the Forest of K'an to the village of his birth. It had taken him twenty long days and yet he did not feel tired. There were days when he was offered food by the farmers or those he met on the path and there were days when he either met no one or was offered nothing. It was neither good nor bad for it was just as it was. He slipped into the town in the dead of night and rolled out his sleeping bag in the village square and went to sleep.

During the night without his knowledge he was surrounded by ruffians who were about to attack him and steal what provisions he had. If it had happened it was not good or bad, it just was. I say if it happened because the most amazing thing occurred. As they came closer to him animals came from the forest and surrounded the old sage. The ruffians had never seen the like of it before. The leader ordered his men to attack, but no sooner had they moved forward than the wolves growled and the water buffalo pounded their hooves ready for a charge. It was weird, mortal enemies, the wolf and the water buffalo were standing side by side defending the old sage. The closer they ruffians came the more the animals growled and stamped their feet. In the end it was too much for the ruffians and they ran away leaving their leader to either fight or run. Of course he ran, as something you fear holds no power when you can go beyond it.

The old sage smiled to himself and continued his deep sleep. In his deep sleep he was more aware than when he was fully awake. It was in those moments when he was closer to his higher self and his higher self knew everything and was even connected with the animals in the forest who came to protect him.
The old sage knew there was a child who had been watching him from behind the barn;  a child he would meet in the morning.

As the sun came up over the village the old sage woke to find himself surrounded by many of the villagers. He smiled to himself. How people feared what they did not understand. As he stood all the villagers took a pace back, while at the same time they held out swords, axes, wooden staffs and anything else they could find for protection.
"Why is it that you fear me," the old man asked?

At first there was no reply as the villagers took another step back. Then the crowd separated and from the crowd ventured a young boy. When people looked at the young boy the villagers could only see his disfigurement. When the old sage looked at the boy he did not see the scars on the boy's face or the slight crippling of his left arm; what he saw was the beauty of the spirit in the boys heart.  As the villagers turned their eyes away from the boy he spoke, "Old man they are scared of you because they think that you are a magician who will trick them out of all their money and possessions."

"What about you young man; what do you think?"
The boy looked at the old man for a few seconds. He rubbed his chin as if pondering on the question. "I would think that you would be a traveler, who slept here overnight and are just passing through. You have no carriage or animals so even if you were after our possessions you would have no way of carrying them. Your robes are not those of a great magician but the robes of a monk." The boy smiled and moved closer to the old sage and sat down next to the old man. As he did so two dragon flies flew from the forest and landed on the young boys shoulders.

The old sage looked down at the young boy and smiled. He was the one he had come to find. "How is that you know such things my son?"
"My mother, before she died in the fire," he said a tear escaping from his left eye, "would tell me great stories about travelers like you who wandered from town to town and country to country teaching people the most wondrous things. When I saw you in the square last night surrounded by all the animals I knew it to be true. I was going to come to you then but you looked so peaceful when you slept that I did not want to wake you."
The old sage sat down next to the young boy with the dragon flies on his shoulders and for a few minutes they just stared into each others eyes. The villagers moved closer, still holding their weapons, still not sure whether the old man would harm them or trick them.
It was looking into the young man's eyes that the old sage began to recognize who the young man really was and who he had been in lives long past.  A tear escaped from the old man's eye. The young boy had suffered greatly in his life but it was because of that suffering that the young boy could show such tenderness to people and the animals around him. The old sage felt like he had truly come home and he was blessed by the great Tao to find the student he had been looking for all his life; a student who would eventually take over his teachings and share them with the world. This was not the time to share such a great burden with the young boy, for it it would be the young boy's decision to become his apprentice and follow the way of initiation. We all have free will and it has to be our choice to follow the inner journey of the Initiate. The old sage remembered back to when he was a young boy and how the old sage had come into his village and asked him did he want to be his apprentice. For some reason he did not even need to think about it. He knew even before being asked that he would follow the old sage; for he had seen the old sage in his dreams and he knew when the sage arrived in the village that the dreams were true and he had already packed up his small pack and told his uncle that he would be going with the sage.

What of the young boy? What was he thinking? The old sage looked again into the young boy's eyes. "When do we leave," asked the young boy?
"What about your parents; your family will they not miss you?"
"I have no family, they both died in the fire, which for many years I wish had taken me as well." More tears escaped from the young boys eyes; tears that were half, tears of sadness and yet tears of joy. He was sad to be leaving the village, not because of the villagers who for the most part would be happy to see the end of the little disfigured boy who reminded them of their own pain when the fire had killed many in the village. For many the sight of the young boy and his scars was too hard to bare because it just kept bringing back the grief of that night years ago. He was sad to be leaving the place of his birth for it had good memories as well; memories of his childhood before his parents died when everything had seemed perfect. The tragic loss had taught the young boy many good lessons, but the most important was to live in the moment and things that happened were not good or bad they just happened.

The villagers pretended to fight to keep the young boy in the village but in reality they were happy to see the back of him and so after a few half hearted attempts to talk him out of it, the young boy and the old sage, both with packs on the end of long sticks left the village never to be see again. Well that is not quite true as the young boy returned many years later, but that is a story for another time.

Chapter One - I am that I am

After a long walk the Sage and his new apprentice stopped to make camp by a river. As the sun was beginning to set, the air around them began to cool rapidly, as it was the night before the Winter Solstice. They set about creating a fire to warm themselves. The crackling of the fire was a good sound that highlighted the beauty of the element of Fire. In a balance it could keep you warm and provide life but out of a balance it could destroy as the young boy had already experienced those many years ago. In their time together the old sage would teach the boy many things but the most important teaching would be to understand and work with the power of the Elements.

They had not talked at all during the day both preferring to keep to their own counsel, which for a young boy would normally be very difficult but this young boy was different. On their journey he watched the forest coming to life as they left the village in the morning and how the different animals and insects appeared at different times during the day. Each of the creatures of the forest seem to have their own cycle of when to be active and when to rest. The dragon flies that had landed on his shoulders in the village had seemed to follow him throughout the day and every now and again they would appear in tandem to keep up his spirits. The long walk had been tiring but on an emotional level he had felt a joy he had not felt in years. He did not want to dwell on it as it would have made him remember his parents and the pain of losing them was still very much alive. Better he enjoyed what the day and the forest had to offer.
The old sage prepared them a simple meal of rice and the few vegetables they were given by the people of the village. It was enough food to last them a few days, but the old sage was not worried, nature always seemed to provide what was needed.

They were eating in silence when it was broken by the gentle tones of the young boy's voice. "What do I call you?"

The old man smiled, he was not used to having company and had never really thought about introducing himself. "My Name is Chung Fu, it was the name given by my old master when I was about your age. It is the 61st hexagram of the I Ching and means Inner Truth. I suppose we will have to give you a new name, a name that will represent this new journey that you are on. I have thought long and hard about what we should call you and the same name or picture kept appearing to me all day. It was a picture of a fire; a fire that was here to warm the world. From this day forward you will be known as Huo shi wennuan - 'The Fire that Warms.'

The young boy nodded to the sage as he could not speak as his eyes had filled up with tears. Although it was great honor to be given a name by an old sage; the name itself brought back memories of that fateful day when his parents died in the fire. He sat with his head bowed reliving the horrible event and further tears escaped from his eyes. They came in ever increasing volume and then there were the sighs of grief as he knew he would never see his parents again.

The old sage who had the gift of inner sight understood what the boy was feeling, he could see it in the astral field that surrounded his body. "Nothing ever dies," he said with such gentleness and tenderness that the boy could not help but to look up into the eyes of the old sage who was also crying. He could feel the young boy's pain and he wished he could just wish it away, but as in everything there is and was a teaching.

"What do you mean nothing ever dies," said the young man as we wiped the tears and snot from his face?

"Tell me about you parents; can you describe them?"
The tears flowed again as the young boy described his parents. He described in such detail and with such emotion that the old sage could see that they were still alive in his heart. They were the sort of memories that would never die; memories filled with emotion; memories that lived forever.

"That is good, the memories you have will be with you always, but just like your memories the energy that is your parents will never die. Their physical bodies may no longer exist but their eternal, immortal spirit will live on forever." The boy looked a little confused so the sage changed tack. "Put your hand up in front of your face, now move it away from your face, slowly, so that you are still looking at it as it moves away from your face. Now I won't you to soften your sight, don't look at your hand directly but almost look at it out the corner of your eye. What do you see?"

The boy did as the sage told him. First he held the hand in from of his face and then as he began to move it away from his face, he softened his look and turned his head slightly as if trying to perceive without his direct vision. At first he saw nothing, but then his focus changed to the point where he was not concentrating too hard or too little. Then it happened. At first it scared him and then it disappeared. He tried again, but in the trying nothing appeared. Without really knowing what he was really doing or why he was doing it, he released the need to see and of course the moment he released it was the moment it reappeared. Watching his hand and moving it ever so slightly he could see the aura as it wrapped itself around his hand. Even as he moved his hand the aura changed shaped but stayed with him.

"That is the energy that some called God, others call it the Tao. It is the energy that gives life to all things and when our physical bodies die this energy moves on." He picked up a rock and held it out to the boy. "Even this rock has the same energy running through it. Once you realize that this energy is a part of all things is the moment that you will begin to realize that you are a part of all things. You will realize that the great Tao and you are one. It will also be the moment when you realize that the word Tao is only a pale rendition for the energy itself; for the Tao is unknowable and indescribable. It is everything and again it is nothing; it is the highest and then the lowest. It is the 'I am that I am.'

"Now lift both your hands up and put them in front of your eyes. Put your pointer fingers a couple of inches apart, hold it there for a moment and then move them a little closer. Use the same soft vision that you used when you were looking at your hand. Relax and allow the magic to happen."

They young boy did as he was told. For a moment nothing seemed to happen and then almost voluntarily he took a deep breath, held it for a moment and then breathed out. A smile lit up his face as first he saw the the energy envelop each of his fingers and then the energy shot from the finger on his right hand and connected with the energy in his left hand. For the next couple of minutes he played with the energy, watching it dance between his hands. The more he played with it the stronger the energy became.
The dragon flies that had followed the young boy on his journey moved closer to the light and became part of the game. Seeming to sense the energy passing between Huo's fingers the dragon flies played their own game spiraling in and out of the energy that connected his hands. There was a moment when the aura of the dragon flies connected with Huo's aura. It lasted only a few seconds, but in those seconds Huo felt a strong connection with the dragon flies; so strong was the connection that it not only enveloped the boy and the dragon flies, but the fire, the old sage and everything within a hundred metres.

The old sage smiled to himself; he had chosen well. Huo was the one who would eventually take over his role as the 33rd Sage; already he was connected at a deeper level with the Tao or Godforce than any other child he had ever seen. His biggest challenge was to go beyond the ego and see the death of his parent's for what it really was, but there was plenty of time for that. It would not be easy but there would become a point in the teaching where Huo would be able to pull back from the ego's view of the world and see his and his parent's life from an infinite view; by being able to detach he could allow the healing process to occur.

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The Legend of the 33rd Sage and the Initiate's Way

Over the next month or so I would like to share with you some of the Legend of the 33rd Sage and the Initiate's Way or Way of the Initiate. As I share each of the stories I would love your feedback on what you liked; what you didn't and what you would like to hear more of. Much of the story will done in a parable format - please remember that this is only a first draft and so as it grows and develops the overall story will change and the quality of the writing should improve and tighten up. I would love to have my readers on this journey. In my second novel The 33rd sage and the Initiate (published this October 2012) I was luck enough to have a number of friends come along for the journey during the writing process and it was very rewarding and it gave me sense of belonging to something bigger. Anyway I hope you enjoy.

The Legend of the 33rd Sage and the Initiate's Way

The 33 Sages of the Plum Red Robes were an order of Old Chinese Taoist monks who lived over 2500 years ago. The Taoist sages revered the Winter Solstice as their most sacred day of the year. The Winter Solstice marked the longest night of the year, where the sun is then reborn, bringing in a new energy.

They travelled the countryside, walking from village to village teaching and healing people, helping in whatever way they could. They had great wisdom. They had reached that elusive point in their knowledge that many on the inner journey strive for; an ego less state of spirituality and consciousness where one's sense of self and the eternal nature of things are one. The sages were greatly revered.

It was their tradition to go out and travel the land and teach; they all knew that it was important for them to live with the Elements. Some taught agriculture and animal husbandry, others taught writing, painting and literature; still others were knowledgable in matters of science and astronomy and there were those like the 33rd Sage who were healers and spiritual teachers. Each travelled and taught what they knew, but all taught their students about the inner journey.

It was their tradition for all 33 Sages to return to the monastery in time for the Winter Solstice, which was the most spiritual and sacred time of the year. It marked the lowest ebb of the old sun and it heralded in the birth of the new.

Legend has it that when it was time for the 33rd Sage to give up his position and move on to other dimensions, he chose to stay and walk the earth and teach students about the power of nature and the infinite self.

The old sage put on his plume red robe and cinched up his plum red belt. Walking through the forest, tears escaped from the old man's eyes as he knew this would be the last time how would ever see his beloved Forest of K'an. It was not like he was dying, for in many ways that would have been easier to deal with. It had been his own choice; a choice he had made after many years of contemplation. It had been time for a new sage to take his place. As the 33rd Sage he could have stayed in the Forest of K'an, by the lake of Li for the rest of his life. But the time had come when he realized that there was still more he had to do and it was to be done in the world of real people, not in the protected world of the brotherhood.

He had come from the people of the land and to the people of the land he would return. It had been over fifty five years since he had been taken in by the Brotherhood as a young student. It was now time for him to take this teaching out into the world. There were some amongst the Brotherhood who were against him going back into the world of people. There was much he could teach them that would change their evolution and some of the other sages believed man was not ready to hear these teachings. The sages of the plum robe, suggested that he should stay with them, even though he had relinquished his position as the 33rd sage and only go out amongst the people in short spells where his energy would lift them, but still allow their evolution to take place at a slower rate.
The old sage had seen the future and he understood the need for the quickening. Man was coming towards the end of a world cycle and without the quickening there would a great cataclysm. There was still time but man had to learn a new way, they had to learn to reconnect with nature and the higher spirit in themselves. The other members of the White Brotherhood, as they were also known, wanted man to take responsibility for what they had created. But the 33rd Sage was different, he was human, unlike many of the brotherhood who had incarnated in from other dimensions. He loved his fellow humans and saw beyond their fear, frustration, anger and judgement. He could their true potential in the heart of each one of them. It was a hard decision to leave the brotherhood, but his kind, his people, his beloved fellow men and women were at stake.

'It was three days before the solstice and the sage must prepare them.' It was a saying that was well known. It was a saying he used on many occasions although most times it was used in conjunction with preparing one student. Now time was short; he would have to find many students and then after teaching them they would go out into the world and teach others. He stopped by the lake of Li for one last look and could not help but sit, once again, upon the old rock he had used when he had taught his students, but there would be no teaching today, in the Forest of K'an by the Lake of Li, for this was the last time he would ever look on the lands that been his home for fifty five years.
Sitting by the lake of Li, in the Forest of K'an the old sage started to daydream back to a time when he first came here with the previous 33rd Sage to learn about the seasons within man and mankind. It seemed so long ago, but in his minds eye it was as fresh as yesterday. 'Where has the time gone,' he asked himself?  But as the sun went down over the Lake of Li in the Forest of K'an the old man began to remember other lives and other dimensions. The Lake of Li had always been his touchstone, whenever he gazed into her lapping waters he could always look into a deeper part of himself. He used the lake like many of the magicians used crystal balls. He would just sit and stare and then his focus went within. All at once his awareness seemed to change and there would be pictures forming in his mind. He wondered whether he would be able to still have these moments when he left the Lake of Li, in the Forest of K'an. With that thought tears began to stream from his eyes. There would have a time, once, when he would have chastised himself for such emotion, but now it was what it was. There was no longer any need to deny who or what he was.

The rest of his life; and it would be an extremely long life would be spent walking the earth meeting students by accident and sharing his teachings and changing their lives forever.

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A special for all my followers, friends and blog readers. My publisher has offered a special either through my website or amazon of the ebook version of The 33rd Sage at $3.99. Take advantage of the offer. Apart from being a modern fable it is filled with teachings that you or your family can use for the rest of your life. Who knows if you are open to the possibilities an old Chinese Sage might just wander into your life?

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The Concept of Flow

The concept of flow is fascinating; right throughout the universe there is a conscious energy that is to connected to all things. It is this concept that allows faster speeds than the speed of light or the ability to remote view through time and over amazing distances. Some have called this non local. I would prefer to see it as a local effect because everything we do and are is connected to the great flow that occurs within this and other universes. Even the concept of an expanding universe which occurred after a big bang is a scientific understanding of something far greater. The difficulty for scientists is that they try and reduce things and it is only the genius of an Einstein who has the ability to step back and see what is really there. Have you ever thought of the idea that the universe is not so much expanding but is in the breathing out process. Having breathed in over fourteen billion years ago and then then started to breath out. From our limited perspective we would see an expanding universe. Do this, stop for a moment and take a deep breath and then breathe all that air into a ballon and what you will see is what is happening to the universe. The universe is a living thing and it expresses itself in the breathing in and out of its own energy. This cycle continues over and over and from our limited ego selves we cannot see the truth that lies before us. If human beings are so smart then what of the energy of the universe; surely it's consciousness would have a depth and knowledge far beyond our own.

When one of us mere mortals has a religious moment or that beautiful moment of being connected to the all that is, what we are doing is tapping into the flow that is the universe. The experience and the beauty does not last because we try to rationalize it with our ego mind, rather than accept the experience for what it is, a moment of being in the flow, of being one. It is something that cannot be explained; it can only be experienced and once having experienced it you cannot put words to what you have felt, but you know in that moment you have been changed forever. Even though your ego will again take control, there is a bit of you that will stay forever connect to the all that there is and it is this little part that makes it easier for you to connect with the all that is in the future.

The more we live in the flow the more the universe reveals its secrets. To others you will appear that you are drifting through the day without a care or a purpose but you will have never have been so connected. You will see the magic in the mundane. You will pick up a flower, a child, an animal and see the greatness of what some of us call god flowing through it. Everything has this beauty and life force in it, it is just that not all of us have the eyes to see it or are not connected enough with our hearts to feel it. I wrote in another blog how I believed that creativity was the way to God and that is because when we are  creative we open up ourselves to the experience of creation and is those moments we can experience momentary glimpses of the One, the all that there is.

The key is to be open to the experience. For me writing or travel has been the touchstones which allow me to connect with the One. As a male I was a little slow and it took many years of meditation before I began to experience the connection. These days the connection can happen at anytime. Today I am writing this as I sit in the beautiful sunshine in the garden and it is as if my heart has simply opened and these words and thoughts have flowed onto the page. At my feet is my gorgeous little dog Beatrice whose name means bringer of Joy and she has certainly been that in the five years she has been with us. She is not the sharpest tool in the shed, unlike our other dog Horatio, but these is a sensitivity and a beauty that I have never seen in all my previous dogs. When we first got her she should have been put down because she was incredibly unwell, but even then there was a beauty that I still can't describe. I find if I look into her eyes I am still brought to tears by this one of the most sensitive of God's creatures. Over the years of good food, exercise and countless homoeopathic remedies she now has almost perfect health and there is not a day goes by where she does not repay us a thousand times for our kindness.

Having never been blessed with children of our own I wonder what an amazing thing it is for parents who can see the act of creation at work in their own children. For the rest of us to feel and connect with the one, a creative outlet is another way to go.

There are other ways to begin touch with the flow and one of the best is meditation. There are many forms and practice of meditation; for me the easiest is more relaxation rather than meditation. There are some meditation practices where they have you practice by  focusing on a candle or a single object or thought or chant; these are all helpful but I find for most people when they stop saying the chant or focusing on the candle that there mind is once again full of the mind chatter that they had before the meditation. For me the object  of meditation or a relaxation technique is to still the mind to allow the higher self to come through and enlighten your day.

The easiest way to do it is to listen to relaxing classical music or sounds of water or even better than that if you can listen to the sounds of an alpha or theta meditation. Rather than try to focus your mind I would prefer you trust listen to the sounds and allow the mind to relax itself. Initially your mind will be full of a thousand thoughts, but then just imagine that these thoughts are actually sitting on a river and rather than focusing on them allow them to float on by. Your ego will want to deal with them and every now and again they will come up again for your attention, but just allow it to be and let it float down the river. Now I don't want you to spend time concentrating on the river; it is just an avenue for your thoughts to float away. You will find over time that there will be spots in the river where there is no thoughts and then eventually feelings, impressions or pictures will come from your higher self to inspire you or lead you on the next part of your journey.

You will know when you get input from the higher self as there will be a change in your feelings; for some it will be a few moments of complete calm, for others a smile might break out across their face and occasionally that moment when you know you are One. They won't last because your ego will try to hold onto them because it wants to feel special.  Don't fight the ego, just allow it to be and in time it will not feel threatened by these moments of connection with the One or the higher self. In turn these moments will come more often and for longer periods of time; although the concept of time will definitely feel irrelevant.

Play with it and don't expect to see God in your first meditation; like all new skills it takes practice. The practice here is to let go. In time you will be able to quickly go deep in your meditation and then you can begin to ask questions which will often be answered in the meditation itself in the form of symbols, pictures and feelings or the answer may come in the hours after the meditation in the form of a chance thought or a moment of synchronicity when the actual question you asked is answered by a comment on the radio or a sign on a bus going by. The more you accept that we are all connected the more you will see these connections and begin to be a part of the flow. It is a courageous to give your life over to the concept of flow. Never knowing what is around the next corner but being truly open to the beauty of life and truly living your life as it was meant to be lived.

My old teacher taught me that it was like being a warrior sage or silent warrior, because it is in the silence, in the stillness that the universe reveals itself to you. I won't say the journey is easy, that is unless you can simply let go of any preconceived thoughts and ideas; yes then it will be simple and easy. For most of us it will take discipline as we release the thoughts that don't allow us to see the beauty of the world and every creature in it.

Blessings and Peace and may your connection with the higher self bring a smile to ever cell in your body and reflect it in the world around you.

A special for all my followers, friends and blog readers. My publisher has offered a special either through my website or amazon of the ebook version of The 33rd Sage at $3.99. Take advantage of the offer. Apart from being a modern fable it is filled with teachings that you or your family can use for the rest of your life. Who knows if you are open to the possibilities an old Chinese Sage might just wander into your life?

Go to my website http://www.33rdsage.com/index.html and click on buy the book for this special offer to my friends or go to Amazon.

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The Elements - A Farewell For Now

With the end of winter in the southern hemisphere it is now time to think of the things of spring; a time of new growth, a time when our emotions get stirred up with thoughts of love and new beginnings. It is time for the spring clean; time to clear out what was no longer needed. Stuff that really should have been cleared out in the Autumn, but we just needed to hold onto them them through one more winter in case we needed them.

If you are in the northern hemisphere it is time to enjoy the harvest that you brought in in the summer; store what you need to get you trough the winter to come and more Importantly release what is no longer serving you, whether that be thoughts, habits or material things that you no longer need. By doing this you will empty your cup so it can be filled again when the next cycle begins for my Northern friends in the Winter.

For the Southern hemisphere it is time to cut away and spring clean the thoughts and habits that no longer serve us. The world really is a beautiful place but many of us do not have the eyes to see the beauty that stands before us. It really is time to remove the blinkers that stop us from seeing the world as it is. In the blogs on the Elements of Man that we shared over the last few months I have tried to make you aware that we see the world not as it is, but through our own genetic or elemental biases. Now that you are aware of these weaknesses of judgement, anger, fear and frustration you are better placed to go beyond them.

Let me tell you up front that it is not easy and will take discipline on your part to move from your element to the element of Ether and yet the discipline itself is easy; it is just your resistance that will stop you from going beyond where you are. My old teacher taught me that you needed discipline to quieten the ego. For the ego mind does not want to do things that it feels are difficult or take away from its specialness. One of his disciplines was to have the student walk at 4.30 am ever morning in the Forrest or a park. This was done everyday no matter what the weather. The ego soon bitches and moans when it is cold and wet, but persevere and their comes a time when the ego begins to quieten and it is in those moments when the magic occurs. It is in those moments when you start to experience the real beauty of nature and your human existence. It is in those quiet moments that the higher self will begin to show itself.

If you do not like walking in the cold and dark at that time in the morning then it is definitely a discipline you need to do. As my old teacher used to say that if you didn't want to do something then that was the reason that you should do it. If on the other hand the thought of walking in the park on a cold winter morning is easy for you then it is not your discipline. One way to quiet the ego mind is to keep feeding it new things to do so that it begins to realize that you want to live your life differently. It may even help to do some ridiculous  things. If you continually worry about your looks or what other people of think of you then it is time to make a shift, for the initiate does not care what other people think about them. They walk with a quiet power that says, 'I am what I am, and what I am is infinite, powerful and eternal. I remember once when I dressed for a day in a long black dress. What was even weirder than my outfit was the fact that once I had given up worrying about what other people thought, was the moment when people no longer seemed to even notice I was wearing a dress.

I am not suggesting that you should wear a dress, but if your mind is resisting then maybe you should. This silent power that you have inside is more important today than it ever was. It seems that in the celebrity society that we live in, how other people see us is more important than ever and yet as we evolve spiritually in this time it is more important than ever that we walk in our own silent power.


    "The Emperor and the sage walked, and the Solstice came and the Emperor said, ‘I have learned much about people. I think that I can rule my empire in growth.’ As they walked toward the edge of the Forest of K'an, he said, ‘But sage, what happens when you know these things?’
‘Ah...that has shown you have learned,’ the sage said. ‘When you know how to conquer and work with loving self, when you know how to deal with those that are deep in emotion and they throw fear at you, judgment and anger and frustration; and you let them, and you are able to calm it within yourself. When you are able to allow your ministers to throw at you the logicalness and intricacies of, ‘this is the way you should do it’; and you are not a thinker. When you are able to understand the balance of the earth and plant and mineral and animal. When you are able not to feel the sexual energy overpowering you and the material causing you difficulty, then you become the fifth element, Ether. Then the etheric, or the positive dimension, forms.'
    The Emperor asked, ‘What happens when one reaches that stage?’
“’Ah, come with me,’ said the sage. And he took his hand and they walked across the lake of Li into the waterfall and into the cavern and he took his hand and they walked across the Lake of Li into the waterfall and into the cavern. And there he showed him a dimension of people that saw all things in the positive mode, that were able to balance and not be involved in those things that he had taught, that understood the Winter, that understood the Spring, the Summer and the Fall. And who were able to walk equally through those and not be affected by them; who could learn all and know that they were not higher or lower, that they were in the dimension of the etheric. And who were able to see all that went on but were not able to be seen. He pointed to them saying, ‘These help you. There are some within your world. There are some working within this plane, in the positive mode, negativity not seeing them, not involving them within what they are doing; but they can see and feel it, yet do not become subjected by it.’
    “The Emperor said, ‘I have heard many teachings. My ministers, my magicians and sages have told me I should go this way and that. What is the right way?’
And the sage said, ‘There is no one way. The only way is within self, with understanding the Winter, the Spring, the Summer and the Fall, the Nature of things. If an individual says, "My communication or what I am doing is better than yours," know that it isn't. For the individual that has good and sound teaching does not have to say that he does. Listen to those around you as they tell you. If they say theirs is right, know that you must step back.’
“The Emperor shook his head and said, ‘The dimension of ether... the etheric...’ “The sage said, ‘It is not hard, it is easy; it is as easy as walking from the Winter Solstice to the Equinox of the Spring, the Solstice of the Summer to the Equinox of the Fall.’ Then he left.
    “The Emperor said, ‘Come with me to the palace. Be my teacher. Help me rule my people.’ Looking around, he said, ‘Old man, where have you gone? Old man, where are you?'
“And a voice said, ‘I am here. Why can't you see me?’

Chung Fu
Peace


That is the end of the Elements of Man teachings for now. It is time for you to go within and let the elements become your teacher. Time spent in nature watching and reflecting is time well spent.

Blessings and Peace to you all, may the livingness that is within all things share its great gift with you. In the time ahead I will do my best to write blogs that will help you move through the times ahead.

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The Creation Cycle - An Example

In an earlier blog I wrote about the Elements of Creation or the Cycle of Creation and how to use it to create what you want in your life. I have repeated this blog below for those who have not read it. For those who have read it and requested an example I thought I would use one from my upcoming book 'The 33rd Sage and the Initiate.' It is taken from an incident which happened in my own life when I was only just starting to use the techniques I describe in the blog after the example.

Conway was sitting at his desk as a security guard, writing the story of Jesus, which had the working title of  'The Prophet of Masada' - when all of a sudden he knew he had to trek the Himalayas. In his research, he’d discovered that there was a legend that Jesus had travelled to the Himalayas, and he had the beginnings of an idea that he was meant to go there. It first started only as a small thought, which came up in his mind as if by magic.  It was like someone whispered to him; soon, however, it became a roar, and every spare moment was consumed by it. Everywhere he went, there seemed to be pictures of Everest and the Himalayan mountains. He knew it was because he focused on the topic that the pictures seemed to pop up everywhere, but this didn’t make it any less surprising or exciting when another picture appeared or someone started talking about the Himalayas.
        He knew he was going to the Himalayas, although he wasn’t sure how and when. He started walking each day, and on the weekends he’d do twenty-plus kilometer walks, sometimes wearing a heavy pack to simulate what it would be like. He started visiting travel agents to discuss the best time to go to Nepal, as well as any special trips that would give him the greatest experience of the region and its people. It was during one of these visits that the travel agent suggested that an Intrepid holiday would be best, as it would take him to areas where most Trekkers don’t go and he’d get to experience village life. When he researched the Intrepid trip, he noticed that it stopped at a number of monasteries on the way, which gave him the perfect opportunity to do more research on his book.
The decision was made; Conway knew what trip he was going on, and he’d made the decision to go in December, which was winter in Nepal, but a time when the weather - although cold - was fairly stable. Now all he had to do was find the money. He was still paying off the bills from a failed business, and he only had about two hundred dollars in the bank. He figured out that he’d need at least $9,000 to make the journey possible (a mere deficit of  $8,800), and the trip was only twelve weeks away. Conway put the $200 down as deposit, and even then they were pressuring him to finalize the account. He kept assuring them that he was waiting on money to arrive, and they’d have to wait a few more weeks to get it.
Once again, he gave over control of how the money would appear to the cosmos. He was open to it coming in any way, and he knew that if he truly believed with an undying faith, the money would appear at the most appropriate time. Once again, he was living the concept of “walk, don't run”. knowing he’d always be in the right place at the right time.
It was six weeks before Conway was due to board the flight to Nepal, and the travel agency was getting a bit toey. They informed him that he needed to pay the full amount within two weeks or they’d have to cancel his trip - and he’d still be responsible for the cancellation fees. Conway knew he was going to get there, but even he was beginning to question his own sanity. He was taking some long walks every day after work. One particular day, he was out on a warm November evening, and he had a long, tiring walk in which he’d carried a twenty-kilo back pack. Towards the end of the walk, he passed a pharmacy. It was his local pharmacy, a place he passed nearly every day. This day, however, it was different. A flashing sign made him take notice, inviting him to come and join their syndicate. The sign had always been there, but today there was a different feeling to it. It wasn’t something emotional that Conway was feeling; it was more an energy, a feeling that came up from deep within him. He walked into the pharmacy and up to the counter, where he asked the assistant how much it was to join the syndicate. She replied that it was ten dollars and that they had a couple shares left. Conway checked in his pocket: he had about twelve dollars left from the money he took to buy drinks when he was on the walk, so he handed over ten dollars and bought a one-tenth share in the syndicate.
To make a long story short, the syndicate won second division, and Conway received about $3000 as his share of the syndicate’s win.
Over the next few weeks, it was if the universe knew he was going, so it conspired with him to have the money. After more marketing work and a few wins in horse racing, his trip was paid for with enough in hand to have an enjoyable few months in the land of the giants. By affirming in word, belief, feeling and action that he was going to Nepal – as well as opening up to the universe - there was never any doubt that he’d get there. Once you have the belief and take action, your higher self has no choice but to help you achieve your goals. It was a technique Conway was just beginning to understand.

The Elements of Creation

The idea of the point of power or the point of choice, that moment when you can make a decision that will change the rest of your life has always fascinated me. When we commit to a course of action what effect does it have on the world? What happens to the other choices we could have made?

When we reach a point of choice. How much does our emotional state effect what happens beyond the point of choice? Can we create the life we want to live?

For many years I have tried to learn as much about the topic as possible. The journey has led me to ancient manuscripts around the world, to physics through quantum mechanics and the multiple universe theory, to hundreds of mystics and teachers who could throw any light on the subject.

Now I believe it is time to start sharing some of what I have learned in the hope that others who are following the path or about to step onto it spend far less than fifteen years or twenty years or even a lifetime trying to gain this understanding. A teacher should be able to allow his students to step on his shoulders and wish them luck as they go beyond him. For it is only through teaching that you can truly master the subject. As my old teacher said, “We teach what we need to know. Once we master something it is time to move on, because we no longer benefit the student or ourselves through our teaching. A real master touches people as he moves anonymously passed them and changes them forever. The master understands that in the quietness everything is possible.” If I had understood what he meant in those four lines I could have saved myself many years on the path.

Thought creates reality is something I have believed in for a long time. I believe that we create the world that we live in. That the world around is only a mirror of what we are experiencing on the inside. Even the latest research points to our words and feelings effecting our DNA. While I still believe that our thoughts create our reality there has always been something missing. I have been able to change my life, moving from a fairly negative existence to one of a fairly happy and creative life. Once dyslexic, reading and writing forever a struggle, I now find my passion in writing and inspiring others. And yet there has always been something missing. Not that the concept of thought creates reality was wrong but more that it was not the whole picture.

One thing that always amazes me is that the information that you are searching for has generally been with you a long time before you actually realise its importance. It is a bit like buying a book because the subject interested you, only to put it aside. Then one day, months or even years later you pick up the book and start reading it and it answers the questions that you currently have in your mind. In some way we have an ability to know our possible futures. To slip past the bounds of time and buy a book that will give us the answer in the future.

“Right place right time,” as my old teacher used to say. "Walk don’t run and you will always be in the right place at the right time." While studying and researching into the idea that our thoughts create our reality I had at the same time been studying an old ancient Chinese understanding of the seasons within nature and within mankind. Two wonderful teachers taught me this skill. One an architect/dancer who studied in an old Chinese mystical circle and the second the old Chinese master I met on the beach in Bali. The architect taught me about the theory of the cycles within man and nature and the old master taught me through practice. As I have said previously, he would make me sit for hours in the snow or on a beach on a hot summer’s day and learn from the elements themselves; he taught me about the cycles within man and mankind. How man is like the seasons and that to understand the seasons in nature you could understand the different personality types or cycles within mankind. Studying both these topics side by side I did not see their connection.

It was not until I was reflecting on some of the things that I had created in my life. Sometimes it was easy to create and other times it did not matter how much work I did or belief I had in it nothing seemed to happen. I had read all the books by the experts in creating you future, Napoleon Hill, Norman Vincent Peale and Anthony Robbins to name but a few. I had done all the workshops and as usual I was fired up for a couple or days or weeks about what I had learnt and would put them into action, but that passion soon faded and some of my creations stalled.

Sometimes they failed because it was not the right time; others failed because they were honestly crap. But there were others, which failed, and I was sure I had done everything right. I had visualised what I wanted to create. I had the desire for it. I took action to complete it or show the universe and its inhabitants that I was serious about it. But nothing. I knew as an intuition, a feeling that there was a component missing. It is funny how even the last sentence which was written unconsciously; as the words flowed from what sometime’s appears as my conscious mind but was in reality from the deeper place; a place which was showing me why some of my attempts had failed. Some of you who are reading this will have already picked up on what was missing, but alas I was not so clever. So let me share with you the story of how the penny dropped for me.

I was sitting in a workshop listening to Gregg Bradden give a lecture on …….. And he was talking about the power of feelings and how feelings can connect our heart to our head. He was giving me the answer then of what was missing for me in creating the life that I wanted, but I was not ready or able to hear. He talked about the four forces in the universe and how science has been trying to find a way of tying them all together into one unified field. He talked about the four parts to the DNA. He talked about feelings having the ability to change our DNA. He spoke of the importance of the heart and feelings. He talked about the connection between the heart and the brain and yet I still did not hear him.

In the afternoon break I was in the toilet and a friend shared the urinal with me. He asked me how I was enjoying the seminar. We chatted for a few brief moments, then washed our hands. As we were leaving to go back to the seminar, he said to me that the unified field theory was just another way of looking at the elements. The elements which I had taught him about in conversations and through my book the 33rd sage. He said the ether was no more than a combination of the elements, just like the unified field force was a combination of Gravity, Electromagnetism, the weak and strong nuclear forces. It was nothing I had not thought intellectually and I was congratulating him on his insight when all of a sudden I was hit with that moment of epiphany. Creation, the source of all that there is just a combination of all the elements of Fire, Water, Air and Earth. There could not be creation without all these elements being present. My years of  training of two different lines of thought or study had crossed over each other at that very moment and I had a number of wonderful revelations. To create what you want you need to have all these elements present. By bringing these elements together in the right amount you collapse the reality from the ether. You collapse one of the many possibilities into reality. We create through our inner combinations of these elements.

I could see that most of what I had created which had failed had one of the four components missing. Just like nature follows the seasons, we need to go through the seasons when we create something. We need the Fire of Winter. The Water of  Spring. The Air of the Summer and the Earth of the Autumn. Everything in nature follows this fourfold process right down to our very DNA. If feeling which is the water in the fourfold process is proven to effect our very DNA then what effect could all the elements have on the very fabric of the universe itself.

How could I have missed the four-step process in creation? I had recognised it in many other aspects of life. I am not saying that I should spend more time talking to people in toilets. It is the realisation that if you are open then the answer can come from anywhere. Sometimes our best teachers are the not the great masters, but the moments and the people we come into contact with in any moment of our life. Life has an amazing way of mirroring back to us what we focus on within.

If you want to take charge and create the life you want it is as simple as the following fours steps.

Step 1 Fire – Create the Vision
Step 2 Water – Feel the Feeling
Step 3 Air – Create the Plan
Step 4 Earth – Take Action

These four substances come together to form what the ancients called the ether which is the energy, the Chi, the life force within all things. If any part of the cyclical process is missing then what you want to create becomes just another wasted thought. It is through the combination that we contact the substance the ancients call the ether, it is this substance that is within all things. It is as though we do not create the object of our desire it is more that we collapse it into reality. It is as if it was already one of the infinite possibilities and we have collapsed it into reality. Many of the teachers of manifestation tell you to imagine that you already have the object of your desire. To a certain point this is correct, but in reality you do not have to imagine that it does exist because it already does amongst the infinite possibilities that we can choose.

If you have read my first book “The 33rd Sage,” or have been following this blog on the Elements you will already have an understanding of the cycles within man and mankind. For those who haven’t, please read back over the blog or better than that buy a copy of my book, as the story itself was written so that whenever you read it, it seems as if the story is different. This is because each time you read it you come to it with a deeper understanding of the Elements and the cycles within man and mankind.

 I am going to finish the blog there because in reality you have all you need to create the future that you want. For some of you there will be epiphany’s going off all over the place. For the others, you think you need more and I could have written a book about it, but it is a simple concept. If you follow the seasons and ensure that each of the elements are used then you can create the future you want.

Creating your future is as easy walking from the winter, to the spring, onto the summer and then to the fall.

Blessings and peace to you all and may the living spirit within all things offer up their teachings to you.

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Travel Changes Your Life - Himalayan Yak Story

I wasn't sure about I would write in this blog; that was until I was telling the following story at a workshop I attended this week. We were sitting around a table discussing how travel can literally change lives. One of the group, a young man who had never travelled stated that he had always wanted to trek the Himlayas. When he found out that I had trekked Nepal, especially the Himalayan region he asked me to talk about it.

Rather than talk about the Himalayas themselves which I told him was impossible to describe because of the size and scale of the mountains. I suggested that I would talk about one episode during my trip that showed the beauty of travel. For me travel has changed my life and I believe it changes everybody who travels.  For the most part these changes have not occurred because of the wonderful sights I have seen but the people and the experiences I have had.

The first part of that day’s journey was all downhill. It was like God put thousands of steps in the side of the mountain. We started the day at eleven thousand feet and would finish it much closer to sea level. It wasn’t a day for enjoying the view, as a false step would see us falling thousands of feet to our death. We’d all heard about the stones that were piled up in recognition of Trekkers who had died along the way. By the end of the trip, we would all realise how many Trekkers had died in the Himalayas; it took just one false step.

After four hours of walking, all downhill, we stopped for a well earned lunch. The bread and peanut butter were eaten with great hunger after the exhausting morning's walk. The Sirdar spoke to the group during the lunch about yaks, expounding on how they were one of the main dangers in the Himalayas and how many Trekkers had been pushed off the mountains by them. The key, he said, was to always take the high side of the mountain when the yak comes towards you. The difficulty was that they were stubborn animals, and if they sense any fear on the Trekkers’ part, they’ll push them out of the way. Some have even gored Trekkers.

I could see that Isaac was getting nervous. He had told me that he was scared of animals, especially dogs and cattle, and he wasn’t sure how he was going to handle the yaks. As we walked through day, we came across a herd of yaks, and Isaac immediately tried to walk around them. The yak herder came towards me and held out the whip in his hand. "He wants you to herd his yaks, "said a local, who was walking with the group this morning. I took the whip, which brought a grin to the yak herder's face. I didn’t have a clue what to do, so I looked to the herder for advice. His only reply was a motion to flick the whip and wave his hands.

One of my fellow Aussie Trekkers, came over to join me. "Why don't you use the trick you showed us last night and imagine you’re the yak or the herder? Then you’ll know what to do." I knew that he was half-joking and half-serious, but why not? I used the technique to understand people's intent or feelings, so why not a yak? I took what I imagined to be two molecules of my feeling self and put one into the herder and one into the lead yak. I quieted his mind and opened up to any impressions that were returned. My first impression came from the lead yak, and I soon learned the yak had been with the herder since he was a calf and had become the family pet. He was always looking to the herder for what to do, and whatever he did, the others normally followed.

When the molecule of the feeling arrived from the herder, it brought with it a great sense of calm. The yaks were his pets. He may have looked like a gruff old man, but he loved his animals. They responded more to the soothing sound of his voice than the whip or the waving of his hands, and the old man knew that; the whip and the waving arms were more a show for the others. I couldn’t understand what words the old man used, but I could hear the tones he used when he wanted them to do something. I walked close to him to show the yaks that the old man and I were friends. Then, while walking with him I started to speak using the tones I’d heard the old man use. The yaks didn’t respond at first; they were confused. Soon, though, the yaks responded to the soothing tones that I was using. I was soon guiding the animals with only the sound of my voice.

Although I may have appeared confident, I was more surprised than anyone. I continued walking with the animals and the old man. When we walked down a narrow path, the old man and I immediately took the high ground, and the animals took the lower ground. The old herder must  have impressed with and he gave me a pat on the back. I walked with the yaks for most of day after which the old man took back the whip, a whip he rarely used, then gave me a hug and continued on the journey with his yaks. This was the one thing that I enjoy most when I travel: the ability to be open to new experiences. It was the reason I met most of my teachers, and it was the reason I could see each day as a new day and always be open to what life had in store for me. It is always harder to have these experiences when I am was back in the so-called “normal life”, but maybe it was because I was not as open in the normal world.
   
I could see that Isaac was a little down, so I went over to join him, taking a hot drink and sitting down beside him. Neither of us spoke for a long time, then Isaac opened up. "I was scared when you started to walk with the yaks. I started to get all hot and sweaty, and I could feel myself go into a panic. How could you just take the whip and start herding his yaks?"
"Not sure, really. It just seemed like something I’d never have the opportunity to do again."
"I could never have done that. I would have been scared that they’d gore me or push me off the mountain. I don't like to do anything when I’m out of control."
"Isaac, I said, "this whole trip is about being out of control. We’re in a third world country, trekking through some of the most dangerous territory in the world. Each day, we come across areas where Trekkers have died. The food, the water, or the altitude could make you sick. I don't quite understand how you can do a trek like this and still feel like you’re in control.”
Isaac replied, "Before coming on this trip, I researched who were the safest companies, the food  they served, and their record of keeping people safe. This group was the best and safest, and that’s why I booked with them."
         
For the next six days, each day of the journey was like the one before: early breakfast of porridge, toast, and peanut butter, washed down with a hot cocoa, followed by a four-hour walk in some of the most beautiful country in the world. Stop for lunch, then four more hours of walking before setting up camp, having dinner, then sitting around the campfire under the stars, drinking rum punch. Of course, the rum punch was now a treat, rather than something that was over-consumed. We didn’t need another reason for a headache; the altitude was starting to have an effect on most of us. It was only minor, but it needed watching.

It was on about the tenth day that things began to change - especially for Isaac. I woke at about 7:00am, and as usual, Isaac was already awake and outside the tent. I put on my gear, and walked out of the tent. Surrounding the tent was a herd of yaks. My first thought was, Where the hell was Isaac? I scoured the campsite; Isaac was nowhere to be seen. Then I saw him cowering in the distance behind one of the tents. Before I could get to him, Isaac had made a run for it, only to be chased by one of the yaks. He tried in vain to get away, and in the end he turned towards the yak and screamed at it. This only stirred the animal up even more, and it ran at him, goring him in the stomach. He fell to the ground, and the yak continued to stand over him, excited by his anxiety and the blood oozing through Isaac's T-shirt.

I moved quickly and stood between Isaac and the animal. One of the other trekkers rushed with her medical kit to the aid of the cowering Isaac. She didn’t give any thought to the animal attacking her – and of course, it didn't. I tried calming the animal down using the same voice I had used with the other yaks, but it wasn’t working. The animal had all its concentration on Isaac. It was fixated and couldn’t see that Isaac was no longer a threat. By this time, all the camp was awake and out of their tents. The yak herder had rounded up all the other animals to ensure that they wouldn’t get out of control, but this one couldn’t hear anything. The herder called out to it, but it didn’t move. It stayed fixated, pawing the ground with its hoof. I knew he had to do something and do it quickly because the animal was getting itself ready to attack. I had no idea what to do. The words didn't work. The feeling tones didn't work. I had to get the yak away from Isaac. I remembered the trick that Crocodile Dundee had used in the movie by the same name. I was certainly grabbing at straws. Then, in a flash of genius I punched it in the head, directly between the horns. Confused, the beast tried to shake off the hit. It had lost focus on Isaac, and now its concentration was all on me, I turned calmly and started talking to the animal in the tone of voice of the yak herder and walked it towards the herder and his herd of yaks. The animal now seemed calmer and was happy to follow me back to the herd. The herder took control of the animal, shrugged his shoulders and led the herd away from the camp.

With the commotion of the morning and Isaac's injury, very little ground was covered during the day. After dinner, everyone sat around the campfire with the obligatory cup of rum punch. That even included Isaac, who until this evening had always gone to bed after dinner to get enough rest for the next day’s trek. There were smiles all around when Isaac took his first sip of the nasty concoction. The further we went on their journey, the more the quality of the local bought rum deteriorated - and with it, the quality of the fruits we used in the punch. To be honest, it was bloody horrible. But tonight was a special occasion; it was winter solstice, and it was good that we all came to join in the celebration. The look on Isaac's face was priceless. Everybody laughed;  it was good to have him as part of the group after the day's challenges.

Everyone wanted to know how Isaac was feeling, He replied, "The day has been tough, and I’m still a little sore, but I learned a great lesson. Upon reflection, I realized I wasn’t unluckier than anyone else. I focus on the wrong things; rather than focus on the fear, I’d be better focusing on the experience. In the past, my fears have brought exactly what I feared, and today was the prime example. From this moment on, with your help I would like to be more open to the experiences in life. Forty years of living in fear is long enough. Today is the first day of my new life."
       
We all gave him a cheer and for the rest of the trek Isaac was not the shy introvert who began the journey in Kathmandu.

The beauty of travel is that it forces most of us to live outside our comfort zone; the place where all change can occur.

Blessings and Peace - may travel on any level lead you to a deeper part of yourself

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Fear and Feeling Tones

Fear is such an amazing emotion. In small doses it stops us from walking into situations where we can be harmed. It would have been great for Neanderthal man as it would have stopped him from being eaten by a lion or a poisonous snake, but in those days fear came with a certain amount of inner knowledge. Our ancient ancestors lived in touch with nature and the elements and so when they went into situations where the fear hairs stood up on the back of their neck they had a reason to listen.

Today it is a different story. The fight and flight reactions that were hard wired into us in the past are not needed as much and yet when you look at the people around you there seem to be more fears today in our safer world than there ever was. Why is this? I believe it is because we are out of touch with nature and the cycles within nature. Those who still live on the land are still in contact with these cycles and for the most part seem to have less fears than us so called civilized people that populate the cities. I am not suggesting that we all pull up stumps and move back to the country or take up a nomadic life, but I am suggesting that we get back in touch with the cycles within ourselves and within nature. Most people seem to have forgotten that we are made up of these cycles. There are our biorhythms, our sleep cycles, women's menstrual cycles and even the greatest cycle of all, our conception, birth, death and rebirth and many more. All of these are natures cycles and yet many of us seem so divorced from nature and our own cycles.

How can getting in touch with these cycles allow us to reduce or move beyond our fears? I believe that once we reconnect with these cycles that an inner or innate knowledge starts to come alive and we begin to see and feel things before they happen. In my books and some of my blogs I talk about using a molecule of your feelings to send into to situations where you are not sure and allow whatever returns to guide your next move. It starts with a stillness and being able to open yourself up to the answer which lies within.

All life is energy; so when you meet someone new or meet a new situation then it will have an energy. Get in the habit of stilling your mind chatter and allow the feelings to come forward; these inner feelings will always steer you in the right direction. These feelings are not emotion like anger, frustration etc, but a feeling tone that comes up from deep within. As I was writing this blog I came to a full stop. I quieted myself for a moment and saw in my minds eyes two roads representing different ways the blog could go. The first road was where I talked about the fear itself and the second where I talked about the energy underneath all things. As I wandered down the first road I could feel an energy that was stuck. I immediately knew that this was not the road to go down. Like many of us I would normally have been inclined to continue down that road not trusting the inner voice, blaming it for being lazy or wanting to take the easy way out. These days my inner voice seems to be louder and more insistent when I ask it these questions.

It is hard to describe to anyone who hasn't experienced it, but let's have a play with it. Let's have a play with the energy in the universe. I want you to look at an area of your life where you have at least two choices on how to move forward. As you begin to practice probably not such a good idea to look at major changes in your life, something smaller to start with. It could be as simple as looking at a menu and decided what to eat. Start small and don't give up. In the early stages of anything new it will feel weird, silly and uncomfortable, but if you have discipline and a little bit of good old tenacity then your efforts will be worth it.

To begin with have you options metaphorically or physically in front of you. I used the technique this morning when I was deciding what to write. My first thought, not a feeling, but my first thought was to work on my third novel The 33rd Sage and the Ancient Ones. I opened the file and sat there looking at the empty page and there was nothing. I typed a few words but soon deleted them. There was just nothing there. It was then that I sat for a moment and stilled my mind. It helped that I was sitting in the garden surrounded by plants and trees and a beautiful blue sky. Still winter in Melbourne it was a bit chilly but I was in touch with nature and I find it easier to still the thoughts of the mind when I am surrounded by trees. It even seems to keep out the noises of cars, trucks and building projects going on in my street. After a few seconds my mind started to become still. If it takes you longer that is okay as I have been doing this technique for many years. Once my mind was still I allowed the feelings to come up from within. In moments a picture appeared of a blank page. My first reaction was that a blank page was what caused the problem in the first place. Then I sent a molecule of my feelings into the blank page and what returned was a feeling of new life. In the early days of my metaphysical training I would have just pushed the feeling aside, not realizing that it was the answer I was looking for. When these feelings come forward try not to judge them because this engages the ego and blocks these wonderful gifts which come from your higher self.

Once I opened a blank page and allowed the feelings and thoughts to flow I was soon looking at these words now before you.

It really is as is simple as that to engage your real feeling centre and allow the higher self to show you where to go. Practice it. Play with it. Make a fool of yourself. Once you get to the stage when you accept the information that comes forward, something happens and you open up a doorway for your higher self to come through more often. To others you may seem like you are in a dream world, but you are in bliss. My partner notices when I go there and she just smiles and lets me be as she knows that I am in my special place and when I return I will be in very positive state.

As with all these techniques practice makes perfect. Don't spend all day practicing them as this would out of a balance. Don't talk to others about what you are doing until you feel comfortable with the technique as it will dissipate the energy.

Have fun with it. Share your experiences on my blog.

Blessings and Peace and may you higher self whisper to you and share its beauty.

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A special for all my followers, friends and blog readers. My publisher has offered a special only through my website of the ebook version of The 33rd Sage at $3.99. Take advantage of the offer. Apart from being a modern fable it is filled with teachings that you or your family can use for the rest of your life. Who knows if you are open to the possibilities an old Chinese Sage might just wander into your life?

Go to my website http://www.33rdsage.com/index.html and click on buy the book for this special offer to my friends.

Take a look at my Book Trailer
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PeNMGhfwtdg

The 33rd Sage is available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Book Depository, Watersons, Xlibris and a number of online book stores.

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