Sunday, April 14, 2013

The Hippie Survivalist - A Cold Wind

*Greetings, Hippie Survivalists.  It's been a long time.  Things have changed in the way that things do.  I've been meditating every day for well over a month now. Maybe 6 weeks, maybe longer.  I've been practicing concentration, or absorption, meditation, which is my birthright.  Regardless of what the Buddhists have to say about this kind of meditation, I do it because I am good at it, because it comes naturally to me, and because I feel that I am meant to do it.  It is yogic meditation, and leads to altered states of consciousness (samadhi, or absorption in God) and siddhis (metaphysical powers).  I do not care that it does not lead to enlightenment, because I am not here to be enlightened.  I am here to expand my toolkit and my awareness, and to be the most and best that I can be, and this is how I do it.  It leads me to good things.

*The Chill Wind is blowing tonight, strongly.  I first began feeling the Chill Wind in my teens, on certain hikes that I took in the hills above Palo Alto.  At that time, it was the Wind of Freedom.  Later it became the Wind of Discovery.  It is a cold wind, and it has a certain smell, and it is invigorating.    It hearkens mystery.  I have felt it in the desert, at sunset, and while hiking.  Tonight it is so strong that it actually gives me goose bumps.  The older I get, the less I encounter it, but it always bodes well and I cherish it when it arrives.

*After all the recent firearm-related mass murders, I am not too interested in firearms.  Or perhaps I am simply going thru a phase where I am focused on other things.  But something has changed inside me, and it is this: The last year of living on this island paradise has been deeply relaxing, and meditating has relaxed me even more, and now I have become so relaxed that I have arrived at a conclusion. The conclusion is that Survivalism is alarmist and based on a trauma response.  I have lived in that place for years, and know it well.  But it dawns on me that I don't HAVE to live there.  What if the world never ends?  Or ends in 23 years?  Why not spend the time until then living in a relaxed and healthy state and actually enjoying life?  I'm still gardening, which I consider the most fundamental survival skill, and I'm always growing, which is the purpose of my life, and I am slowly learning to cultivate better relationships with others (another vital survival skill). And I have supplies socked away.  So there is no reason not to live as a civilian until the apocalypse strikes...and even then, I don't have to choose to go into trauma mode.  Yeah, things change.

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